Feeling like she had no one to talk to, Thea decided to write a letter and send it to an unknown address. What she didn't expect was a reply. When Harry received the letter, he knew he couldn't sit there, so he did what came natural , he wrote her back.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

How will you cope when The Harry Styles magically appears and starts living under your bed? Dani has an idea or two, and the other involves a lot of fucking.