"Excuse me?" I asked politely in my American accent.
"Yes?"
"Im sorry, but you look so familiar, I've seen you somewhere..." I said not trying to be rude.
"Oh um..hmm..."
"My mom has a box full of you! I know you now! You used to be in a band...called...called... One Direction!! That's it!" I said smiling finally knowing who he was!
"Oh yes! That was a long time ago!" He chuckled!
"You're Harry....Harry styles..right?"
He chuckled "Yes"
"My mom had an obsession with you!" I laughed, He did too.
"Why are you here? If you don't mind me asking?" I say.
"Oh well my wife is here" He says.
"Oh why? Oh im sorry for being rude! But I need to write an essay on this place!"
"No no its fine, she is suffering from dementia, we got in a car accident, I was ok, but she...." He looked down
"Oh! Im sorry! I didn't..." He interrupted me "No its okay, I..." He trailed off.
"You don't have to talk if you don't want to!" I say looking at him.
"Its fine.." He said wiping a tear from his eye.
"I would love to hear about her...." I trailed off.
"Her name is Caitlin. Caitlin Hyland but now Caitlin Style..."
He sniffed and looked up at me "Want to hear the story of how we met?"
" I would love too!" I quickly took out my notepad, and sat beside him.
"Ok well Me and Caitlin met...."
This story will be sad! So read with tissues! KAY?! Kay.
Some parts might not be suitable! *PG 13*
Enjoy!