An adaption to a poem I heard called "Ten Honest Thoughts on Being Loved by a Skinny Boy". I wrote it in a way that would suit my own situations better: interracial relationships.
Harry was tired of it. He was tired of being the "lead singer" of the band. He was tired of being "the flirty, filthy manwhore". He hated the fame. He hated the attention. He hated everything. Scarlett was tired of breathing. She just got out of rehab but still struggling. Her whole life she'd been known as "the q...
We always thought nothing could tear them apart. That no matter what happened, they would always be together. That their friendship was unbreakable. The boys thought the same. But when Niall disappears, everything changes. It’s a story of friendship, tears, adventures, confusion and pain.