Fame. Fortune. Girls.
I could see it whizzing around in Harry's mind, his thoughts set on those three things.
Sometimes I wonder whether this is the only reason he is in the band, scared he will not make it on his own, he is in the band for Fame. Fortune. And girls.
And he gets all three.
I'm not saying I don't get girls, I simply don't like it when Harry uses them, then throws them to one side.
Girls are not toys, I keep telling him.
Anyhow, I don't want to hate on Harry.
He is an amazing friend, he is amazingly talented and ... well... amazing. Everything I want to be.
My name is Louis Tomlinson. I suppose some of you may know me. Well, know of me. None of you know me really.
I like quiet nights with girls, I don't want to be up all night; I like her sleeping in my arms, holding her close. I like slipping unnoticed into Pizza Hut, acting like a
normal guy. I like spending evenings eating Cookie Dough out of the tub. I like listening to The Fray, ignoring the world and all it's dramas. I like going on
holiday, anywhere where I can surf until I can't stand up. I like playing the piano until my fingers feel like they will drop off. I like spending days with my little
sisters, messing around like the children we are inside.
But most of all, I like carrots.
No, seriously, most of all I love a girl who is confident. She can't be tidy, I love her down to earth. She has to be cheeky, have a sense of humour, but overall,
she must be comfortable with who she is and how she looks.
It hurts to think so deeply into how I want my girl to be.
I'm wasting all this time choosing my ideal girl, when, in reality, all I need to do is to go and find her.
So here I go.