Harry Styles is faced with an emotional mess.
Zayn has left the band and Harry's literally dying of longing for him.
You can expect: melancholy, euphoria, romance, sex, pain, misunderstandings, affairs, love triangle.
In this story there are actual...
It's June, early summer and nature shows itself in delicate colours. I am well. At the weekend I go to my farm in Pennsylvania. Some time ago, I bought this jewel of peace. A beautiful, fertile piece of land with lots of animals. Here, I just recovering from all that has happened, the daily stress. Then I relax and ride out, grow vegetables and flowers. Do quite normal things. It will ground me.
My gardener shoots a photo of me between flowering lavender. I love that. My hair, I dyed it purple, and my shirt is purple too. I really feel like it now. Gigi didn't come with me. She has a photo shoot somewhere in the Caribbean. So I enjoy the days alone and am happy.
Harry's concert is in Hershy tonight. That's what I researched. It's only a few kilometres from here. It's an opportunity to see him. It's crazy. I'm with Gigi again and I long for him. For months I haven't talked to Hazza. Surely he heard that I'm no longer single. That's the way it is. Life goes strange ways. If you believe the rumours, he meets with Tomlinson....and they won't just talk. There's supposed to be something going on between them. It's worth a try, I guess and send him a message.
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"Do you think I can finally see a concert of yours live? Maybe tonight? Z."
Out here I feel so carefree that this message doesn't cause me any trouble or heartbeat.
Harry
In the middle of the rehearsals I got a new message. When I open it, a picture of Zayn appears on the screen. At first I thought my heart miss a beat. My goodness! He dyed his hair purple. PURPLE! That's crazy. That's just the way he is and I love it.
I have no remorse, although he is with Gigi. Actually, I have to ignore him to protect myself. I can't do it - as always. He easily twists me around his little finger.
I'm calling my friend Lou. She always knows what to do. Lou storms into my wardrobe. I want to surprise Zayn. Lou shakes her head in disbelief.
"Harry, you never learn from your mistakes," she says.
She's taking a picture of me outside the stadium. Me, Harry Styles, in purple pants. I will also wear them to the concert, too. That's my response to his message.
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" And the whole world bursts into purple light. H."
