Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

What if he was your Romeo but you weren't his Juliet?

It only takes One Night to fall in love... To change a life, for everything to come undone. But it takes more than one night to discover someone's darkest secrets... Will love be enough to mend the broken past and present or will things be torn apart with every secret? (Warning: AU - boys aren't famous)