okay so i need someone to spill my guts to about how much i love Harry Freaking Styles….. not because of his fame….. i wish we could have met before the fame…. maybe then he wouldn't see me as just a fan.. as just someone who write fictional stories with about him… i want to be more. i wish he would notice me. it's nights like tonight that i wish he knew i existed, that i'm actually a living breathing person…. i don't want Haz for his fame. i want to forget everything i know about him and learn everything again through time with him, to know what's true and what ain't, how it came to be that he liked something or not like something. i want to be his best friend, his lover, the person he can turn to no matter what. and in his world, i don't exist. i'm not alive. Yeah, i know. It ain't really his fault. I just wish i could meet him, talk to him. That i could be the one fan that he meets that he will always remember, always thinks about. i just…… i love the kid. he's perfectly imperfect. when i'm in a bad mood i just have to read something about him or look at his old/new pictures and i'm happy. he's my light in the dark. my happy when i'm mad/sad…. him and the boys have helped me through so much, it's not even funny. i don't know why i'm telling you this…. i just…. i needed to let it out, i guess you would say….. it's just how i feel….. if i met them right now, they wouldn't remember be in the next day, two days at the most… i'm just a fan…. a Directioner. someone who loves all the boys unconditionally, but Harry is my heart. he's my soft spot. insult him or any of the boys and i will stomp you into the ground. not even joking. well…. anyway… i guess i'm done with my little confession…. thanks for listening..

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-M xx