Hi, I'm Steve. (Harry Styles)
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One stupid road trip was all he asked for, I gave him this one just because he's always wanted to go on one. Just so happens that his mum wanted us to come out to Cheshire for the weekend.
I'm, personally, not fond of road trips. Ironic huh?
I suggested we take a coach, or maybe simply just fly out, but no, he wanted a road trip, a trip by car, so I gave him one. Harry Styles wanted to drive out all the way from Plymouth to Cheshire, taking a back road because he claims its much faster than taking the motorway.
No one suspected the stranger we happened to 'bump' into along the way, more than once actually, but something about him screamed psycho. No one thought anything of this stranger, they all just thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't. I noticed. And how I wish I hadn't. .
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