3. chapter 1
Man-whore. Fame changed Harry. Doesn't even care about fans.
The list could go on and on about how the media portrays me, THE Harry Styles. I'm sick and tired of what the media show people of who "I am". It's quite hard to cope with all the pressure and drama I face to everyday. I got a good amount of hate on twitter everyday which made me not check my mentions anymore. It wouldn't even change a thing if I try to defend myself. And it doesn't even help that whenever I go out and catch up with a friend, that the media make rumors of me dating someone.
Sometimes, I just sit in my bed and reminisce the time when I was still that boy that works in a bakery. I can't help but think of all the what if's. Like what if I didn't try out for the X-Factor. What if my alarm clock didn't go off. What if I didn't get enough yes'.
If I didn't, I'd be able to go out and wander around without getting mobbed. I'd be able to go out with my friends and just hang out. But of course, I couldn't turn back time. And most importantly, I wouldn't change what I have for the world. If it wasn't for X-Factor, I wouldn't meet my 4 other best friends which I now think of as my brothers. I got to live my dream and I got to inspire and/or help people with my music.
But I think I need is just to breathe. Be able to live life and experience what a normal teenager do. Will I be able to do it? I hope so.
All I need is a little adventure...