Perfect For Me (Harry Styles)

Fate. It's a stupid thing. I never believed it. You don't get an A on an exam because of 'fate'.You don't get placed into a band with four other lads and become the biggest boy band in the world because of 'fate'. It takes skill, talent, luck. I thought fate never existed, but boy was I wrong.

Have you ever thought of what it would feel like to lose your best friend? You never see each other again, lose touch, and move on with your life. Isn't that what's supposed to happen? Not a big deal right? Wrong. Because for me, the last five years without her have been completely hell. (besides the part where I travel all around the world doing what I love with four amazing lads in front of millions of girls and so on and so forth)

But, what if fate does exist? What if the reason why she was standing before me at a meet and greet was fate? What if the universe was signaling to me that we were always supposed to be friends? What if we were supposed to be more than friends? What if? What if.

Although, now I have another problem, She doesn't remember who the hell I am. Of course, she knows who I am, but not who I was. Amnesia. It screws you up. But I wasn't going to let her slip away from me again. This time I was holding on.