back-on-the-horse

anonymous asked:

Harry looks like a posh man who has an estate in rural England where he keeps many fancy horses and dogs and owns a tux that he wears on Sundays in that pic with the two people lmao.

I KNOW but like…say back at his mansion he has a horse caretaker who SOMETIMES (all the time) wears a scraggly newsboy hat, is a small Irish man, and used to ride a lot but has a knee injury so now he just trains the horses, and Harry goes out almost every day around noon (cause he just wants to TALK to him!!) and asks him all these questions about the horses but he really has no clue and all the questions don’t make any sense like “so, what are horseshoes made of” and “do they prefer their manes braided or are they just indifferent” and the trainer just kind of looks at him like “you alright?” And Harry always ends up walking back into house thinking “you’re a bloody idiot Styles”

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.