You and Harry have been friends practically since kindergarten. You have always been together, you had never had fights before, you understood each other very well. Now he was a famous person, and although that kept him busy most of the time, he always found a way to see you and be with you. Until a few months ago.

You began to notice that things were not like before, he began to be more distant, you hardly spoke anymore and it was difficult for you to organize a date with him. In his world of fame there was no longer room for you. This obviously made you feel bad, you didn't want to lose contact with your best friend, especially now, that you had just broken up with your partner you had been with for two years. But at least you had gotten Harry to make time to eat with you so you could tell him about it. But while you're talking, you realize he's just staring at the blonde behind you.

"Harry, are you listening to me?" You say frustrated, making his gaze turn to yours.

"Yes, sorry... what were you saying?" he asks, returning his attention to his plate.