The event changed everything, but a story can’t have a central theme unless there are walls to support it, roads that take you there and on, because I can’t just give you a fact and you understand it fully until I explain it. So here it is; I love Harry Styles, but the roads that I take you on to understand may not be one’s that you really want to travel, so heed the signs on the barren roadsides, and understand. I’ll tell you about the days, thirty before and thirty after, encompassing Harry’s attempted suicide.


10. 24 days before


The trip to town yesterday has not satisfied Harry, but want him to rest today, so i basically force him on to the couch and promise him we can watch a new movie, though i don't know if he is pleased by my choice. "brave?" he asks, one eyebrow quirked up and sceptical frown on his face. "this does not look like a movie we will both enjoy." We both have to force ourselves to watch it at first, but after about ten minutes we are both leaning in a little, mouths hanging open slightly as we are focused, into the movie and wanting to know what happened next. "i like Merida," Harry says. "she's tough" " I think i do too," I admit " but i have a thing for curly haired people." He does a double take before laughing, as he does so, he pulls his blanket closer and snuggles in my lap, sighing. "I always thought so," he says, a little breathlessly.

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