I grew up in Cheshire, England. My best friend was a curly haired boy named, Harry Styles, yes, the pop sensational group of 5 amazing boys called One Direction. Me and Harry were best friends since we were little tikes. We grew up next to each other. We did everything together. I was there to support him while he was in White Eskimo, and I was there to support him while he tried out for Xfactor. He got in and we we're both so happy! We had a huge party and then he went to bootcamp, he didn't make it and got put in a group with 4 other boys, the band: One Direction. I moved to America a couple months after the boys got 3rd on Xfactor. I haven’t talked to Harry since. I think he's forgotten about me, but I haven’t forgotten about him
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