Lost Without You

“Who are you?” Nick asks, throwing himself back onto the coffee table with a loud thump. “I’m Harry Styles. Nineteen. I’m supposed to be playing a show tonight at the O2 with my band One Direction. Uh. I had a fight with my boyfriend last night, and he left to sleep on the couch. That’s the last thing I remember. I was going to sleep, and I was so uncomfortable.” I ramble, my panic returning as I actually say it all out loud. Nick lets out a long breath. “Strange.” he mumbles. “What?” I gasp, looking at him with an unsure face. He shakes his head, his eyebrows furrowed. “The Harry Styles I know is not in a band. Used to be when he was a kid. He’s my roommate. He’s a teaching major. And I left the bloke here last night to study while I got drunk with friends.” Nick tells me.

Harry wakes up in another life. His other life. Without Louis and the rest of One Direction Harry is lost. He needs to find his way. Harry needs his compass.