i was walking around backstage. all i can hear is the screaming fans, and the workers talking abute what they are doing with the lights during the show. i head down the hall into the fitting room where i hear singing. i take a seaton the tan couch and wait for the boys to walk out thats right boys harry was my best friend from 5th grade he was actually my only friend from 5th grade, he was the only one that like me i wasnt the brightest crayon from the box everyone made fun of me because i was "different" all the boys knew i had a hug crush on harry, i liked hem for 6 years now pretty insane right ? <3
