Stay with me (A Harry Styles fanfic)

“I think humans fall in love so easily because we crave things, we crave the feeling that love brings, the race of heart, the slight adrenaline, it’s a rush, I don’t think we fall in love so to speak, It’s more of an infatuation. We fall in love with a painting and how the colors swirl and burst. It brings up emotions we never knew we had. And when we fall in love with someone we fall in love with their eyes, lips, fingers, the small crinkles around their eyes, when they laugh. I don’t think we fall in love, actual love, with someone until much later. Until after we are done being obsessed Out heats races a little slower, the adrenaline not as strong. But it’s still there. Always, It’s no longer a crazy ride though. It’s a strong steady beat. One That we know and are comfortable with, just like how we had become comfortable with the sound of our hearts beating as one.” I replied to the interviewer as people began to aplause. My atmosphere began to change, everything felt unreal. Being controled by the management is the worst part of it. However fame makes it sweet and I never worried about loving a superstar, well thats what they think. Harry is not my superstar, he's my superhero. And despite of all the fights, the rumours, and complications. This is the cause. A perfect life, being popular, and loving the person you thought you would never. But all of those didnt matter, what matters is I have Harry in the end.