One day I climbed into Harry's ass just to see how it was in there, then he clenched it and now im so far up that i cant even consider escaping. This is where I met many other people who are in the same predicament as I am, also known as harries. A couple of years later, Harry decided to take a shit so we all ended up in the sewer where we met 3 other boys named Niall, Liam, and Louis. They were singing a song called Stockholm Syndrome until Niall decided to stop singing. "This doesn't feel right lads. It feels like we're missing something." He says. "Or maybe someone." Liam adds. And then suddenly, out of nowhere, Harry appears. "Im right here laddies!" Noises of excitement came from the boys and the harries that were shat out of his asshole. "Harreh, how'd you get here?" Niall exclaims in excitement, "I was shitting and I heard some really good music so I kinda took a dive." He explains, shaking toilet water off of his tatted arm. "You flushed first though, right?" I ask, just to make sure. Harry stares at me for awhile before turning to Niall. "It still feels like we're missing someone Ni." Everyone nods and then it becomes silent. Suddenly, a bright ass light beams through the sewer as if Jesus Christ himself is about to summon us. We stand there for a minute or two waiting for the fog to clear, I think I might have seen Harry check his watch at one point. And that's when something magical happened, Zayn Malik stepped into the sewer area with his Greek God like face and began singing the chorus of Strong. Harry stares at him until he finished the chorus, with a deadpanned face. It becomes dead silent, everyone in awe of Zayn's amazingness. "Who the fuck are you." Harry says. Zayn looks at him and says, "Oh we never really talked, so." Harry just shrugs and Liam turns towards everyone. "I think this calls for a One Direction reunion, am I right?" Everyone cheers and then we are all in a forever concert with all 5 boys in a sewer, living happily ever after.