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Soon after marriage, you got flat out drunk with Harry. When you get to be that fucking drunk, it comes with a price. Would you like to pay in headaches or forgetting your marriage? Yep, you forgot your own marriage. You both realize you know nothing personal about each other. You, of course, know enough about Harry's public life to write a novel franchise better than JK Rowling.
"I was on the road because my dad abused me. You can see from the way I dress that I wasn't treated the best in school. I did the thing any logical human would do and that was that the second I turned 18 I left them in the Midwest. Now I believe I'm in Colorado."
"Deep. I'm in a band ," He said in the most white trash voice ever.
"I thought you were British!,"
"Oh no, I'm a proud born 'Merican! My last name ain't even Styles. It's Clive."
FUCK.
Notes
I might actually turn this into a hobby. It does not mean I'm a *shudders* directioner. I like writing and I'm good at it soooooo