Recovery//Jacob Whitesides
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Hi I'm Evan Styles. I'm 15 years old. I'm from homes chapel, England. My brother is Harry Styles. But One Direction ended 5 years ago while I was 10. He is now a father of two beautiful twin (baby) girls. Gemma is my older sister. She is now beginning her acting Career while married to Louis Tomlinson. Surprising I know. I thought Eleanor was gunna be his wife but she ended up a drug addict. She's in rehab at the moment. The other 3 boys are also acting. My mum passed away giving birth to me. I feel as if I were the cause of her death. I do see her in my dreams exactly like how I see her in pictures. She tells me my future is bright. That I was not the cause of her death but there was one dream that I have every once in a while.
I'm very skinny not so skinny either. I have long wavy Brown hair. I dyed my tips blonde. I have blue green eyes. The dimple that runs in the family. I'm actually short unlike Harry and Gemma. I apparently have a big bum and boozams but I disagree. The rest you will find out I suppose.
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