✗ I was thinking 'bout him, thinking 'bout me Thinking 'bout us, what we gon' be Open my eyes yeah, it was only just a ∂ я є α м ✘ He was everything I could have ever wanted. Everything I had ever dreamed of. But that's what it was....everything that I had dreamed off. He wasn't real, and it broke my heart. [or the story where Harry is a stuttering mess with curls and pretty eyes, and Louis just needs a friend...or a boyfriend, possibly?]