Set Her Free

Harry Styles has known something is wrong with him for most of his life. He's wicked smart and really nice, but people don't hang out with him. He gets called 'gay' on a daily basis, although he doesn't know what that means until third grade. He gets called 'weak' when he plays sports, because he's not good at them. He spends too much time looking at the cheerleaders. But it's not because he wants them. He wants to be one of them.


27. Talk Talk Talk

Harriet felt sick. The closer they got to the mall, the more she kept saying she didn't think she could do it. She distracted herself by thinking about her transition again.

She'd looked up the stats for her electrolysis, just to see. It was take 100 to 400 hours to finish completely, and even shorter if she could get two to do it at once.

Great. As soon as she found someone she could get that done pretty soon. Just make up some excuse for her family members and friends so they wouldn't suspect her.

Of course, if she was already on the fucking hormones, then it would be a lot easier.

All of these other things she read had to do with the surgeries, how to pass, more legal things, and even some tips on the voice thing.

She'd asked Zayn what he thought, with the lingo for trans* people not being used, and he told her this:

The question: "Does my voice sound convincing?"

The answer: "Yes."

Q: "Does it look like me or do I look like Harry?"

A: "You look like you. I still really like that shirt, by the way.

Q: "Thanks. I can't believe how fucking worried I am right now."

A: "Tell me about whatever you were looking up on your phone."

Harriet: "Oh God, really? Do you want to hear this? Okay, so, I have to do all kinds of things for me to even kind of look like a woman. Like, I have to get these hormones and replace some of these other hormones and then I have to get rid of my facial hair with this really painful surgery, but that's not even the worst, like, I still have to get like three other surgeries that are going to cost me a shitload of money and then I still have to tell my family and the other three and even then that's not the worst. I have to-"

Zayn: "Harriet."

Harriet: "-Get three months of therapy before I can even get a letter that says I'm eligible to take the hormones-"

Zayn: "Harriet!"

Harriet: "-but that's not even the worst part! I still have to decide if I even want to do any of that stuff here or go somewhere out of town or-"

Zayn: "HARRIET!"

Harriet: "What?"

Zayn: "We're here, love."

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