"Are you ever going to stop calling me that?" I asked with a playful eye roll as I exhaled out the musty cigarette smoke I had just consumed. Harry shook his head fervently at me with a fond, dimpled grin, "You'll always be my buttercup, Luce." In Lucy Carter's life, pain had woven a familiar thread - from her father's departure at 13, her mother's reliance on cheap wine to cope, to even trying to navigate her identity as a young queer woman. Yet, one constant remained: the forever confusing feelings she had for her childhood best friend turned worldwide pop star, Harry Styles.All Rights Reserved