Behind The Screen (Harry Styles) (ON HOLD)
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Behind the screen everything's simple. You can talk to somebody without really have to, you know, talk. You don't have to see their faces. You make up a picture of how the person on the other side looks. Sometimes, you even fall in love with that person, or at least you think you do. This happened to me. I'm Annie. I'm a 19 years old girl from Sweden. I've got brown slight wavy hair and brown eyes, I know, I don't look like the ideal Swedish girl. I'm about 1.70m tall and pretty skinny, but I do got some muscles since I play football. When it comes to music I mostly listen to Gavin DeGraw or The Fray, but I like all sorts of music, apart from One Direction. Why? It's not like I hate their music, it's just that my sister is obsessed by them. Enough about me. I DMed with a guy, I didn't even know the name of, over Twitter for months, and fell in love with him (or I thought I did). One day I, or me and my sister, decided that I was going to meet him in London where he lives. Everything was perfect, but what happens when you realised that your mystery guy is Harry Styles from (of course) One Direction? Oh Lord, help.
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