The Interview
“You can ask about my boyfriend,” Louis stated. “I don’t mind.”
“Oh, well, you’re dating Harry Styles, aren’t you? The midfielder from Manchester’s footy team?” She asked surprised she got to ask something that wasn’t about cooking.
“Well, un, how did you guys meet each other then?” The girl shifted in her seat, afraid she was crossing some invisible boundary that could end this interview very quickly.
“Well,” Louis said. “I met him at a party, but really it all started with a friend of mine.”
“Oh, well, you’re dating Harry Styles, aren’t you? The midfielder from Manchester’s footy team?” She asked surprised she got to ask something that wasn’t about cooking.
“Well, un, how did you guys meet each other then?” The girl shifted in her seat, afraid she was crossing some invisible boundary that could end this interview very quickly.
“Well,” Louis said. “I met him at a party, but really it all started with a friend of mine.”