“Harry! I’ll tell you what,” Louis exclaims, clapping his hands together. There’s a big grin on his face. “If both of us are still single by your thirtieth birthday, we’ll marry each other.” Harry’s head snaps up, eyes widening. “What?”
Harry and Louis have been friends forever, but they couldn’t be more different. One night, with a little too much alcohol, they make a pact to marry in ten years if they’re both still single. Now, one month before the deadline, Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to avoid ending up with his best friend. But is he, really? (Loosely inspired by The 10 Year Plan)
Eleanor Tomlinson decided she wanted to be an actress, aged just ten, while perched on the knee of a Nolan sister.
Which Nolan, I ask.
Tomlinson is sitting on a sofa in a London photographic studio. Now 24, poised, tall and whip-thin in a jumpsuit with an olive green trilby on her head, which she doesn’t remove for the duration of the interview, which is fine, if a bit off-putting. I’m not sure anyone I’ve interviewed remained behatted throughout; not even Marilyn Manson.
Regarding the Nolan:
“Whichever one was in The Bill,” Tomlinson says. (It was Bernie.)