He's all I can think about . He's all that I need . He's all that I want . When people ask me recently in interviews what home is , I want to say wrapped up in his arms. I want to say home is where his curly hair flows in the wind , where his dimpled cheeks hover , where his green eyes lay. I want to say wherever Harry is , that's home. I never knew I could fall for him , but I did , and I know it comes with problems.All Rights Reserved