sometimes i think about how cute it would be to go on dates with harry styles like he’d probably take sneaky photos of you when you’re smiling at something or laughing and he’d probably keep memories like the movie tickets to the first movie you guys saw together, a piece of paper he’d written the address of the restaurant you guys had your first dinner at and he’d probably make you do silly vines with him like of him eating cotton candy that’s bigger than his head, i’m sad
