Dear Harry,
There are moments when I forget who you are. I forget about all your fame, your money, the millions of girls crying, lusting, screaming over you. And in those moments I just see you. A boy with eyes so soulful you could get lost in them forever. Who has a smile so bright even the sun is jealous. A boy with laughter so appealing it's extremely contagious. But then reality starts to set in and I begin to realize that even though I see you for who you really are you only see me as just another fan.
P.S. Please don't grow up.
Love,
Courtney ( and most directioners )