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Kažu da povređeno srce ljude tjera na mračan put. Put iz kojeg nema izlaza . Činit će te sve , ubiti , opijati se , pa na kraju oduzeti sebi život . Ali što kada je onaj kojeg volite otišao tim putem . Da li je vriejdno rizikovati sve što imate da bi pomogli onome koji vas odbacuje , ignoriše , muči na sve načine. Da li će biti vrijedno pobijeći od savršene obitelji , i otići sa strancem . Strancem koji vas ne primjećuje . Hoće li se jedna obična djevojka moći oduprijeti tom izazovu , hoće li zaista otići za njim ?
Harry Styles as himself ; Mračan , arogantan . Otišao je mračnim putem za duhom svoje jedine ljubavi . Nije se mogao vratiti u stvarnost . Nije primjećivao nju . Djevojku koja ga voli i svaku noć plače zbog njegovog ponašanja .
Sharlotte Scott (Cara D. ) ; Vesela , dobra , darežljiva . Zaljubljena u njega . Svake noći pomisli na njega i pusti par suza prije spavanja. Krenut ce za njim na taj put . Mračni put.
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