((this was so much longer, but my computer turned off and I lost precious words that I wrote with all my heart, thankfully some of it saved and a bit I rewrote, but anyways...))
First of all hi, Harry! I decided to dedicate this entry too you just because your smile is the reason I decided to look up One Direction. First of all, Hazza, I love you because you’re as weird as me, you may try to act all cool at times, but I know you‘re a little stupid freak inside. Also, we kind of share our birthdays, well almost... January 30th – February 1st, as I say, we get a day of rest before the other party starts. I love how you‘re a male copy of me, I swear If one day my hair turns curly I‘ll be 100% sure about that. I also love how I believe that if we ever met we‘d have the most banterous, cheeky and sarcastic conversation ever, and I‘d probably make fun of you, because I just fell that‘s how we‘d interact. I adore the fact that you‘re normal, well you‘re far from normal, my tetra titted tree, but you get the idea, you can‘t hide your weirdness, you‘re as awkward as all the other boys, you can‘t control your hormones as well, I sometimes even forget that you‘re the object of many girls sexual dreams, but then I snap back to reality and remember that I‘ve never even met you. Who am I kidding, you‘re far better than most boys, I don‘t know why, but by just writing this I feel like I knew you my whole life. Though the one thing that you have that other‘s don‘t is your voice, which oh my, Styles, you should be proud of, and I bet you are. And If you ever have stage fright before a concert, you think you‘ll mess up, remember that there are so many fans that love you and your voice even If you have a little bit of a cold or if your voice just doesn‘t want to obey you. Also, never lose your true self to fame, because your weirdness, those little thinks that only you do is what makes you special. Remember that. Till we meet someday...
