My name isn't really all that important right now. But I might as well tell you because you'll have to find out sooner or later. I'm Harry Styles, and I'm gay. I have been my whole life. I lost the love of my life sixty-four years ago. I think about him everyday, and all I ever want to do is talk about him. But I have no one left. I've got no one to talk to. All I do everyday is sit in this old rickity house and pretend he's still snuggled up against me on the couch. I've lived here since I was born, and I moved in with Him when I was eighteen. But I'll start right from the beginning and tell you everything, don't worry. I'm glad that your listening...because no one else would. {Where Harry tells you his tragic love story}