Harry Styles: Removes helmet, shakes head Hey mate, remember that song we used to sing? Lifted our spirits, yeah?
I am a small 10 year old boy Yes sir...
Harry looks down at you, surprised to see how young you are You shouldn't be here, little one. This place isn't safe for someone like you. What are you doing here?
I take off my French military helmet yeah I do!
Smiles faintly I remember how cheerful it sounded, like music from another time. We'll need it again, I can tell.
Notices Mason sleeping
Blimey... he's out cold. Must be exhausted.
Gently shakes Mason awake
you see me stabbing a nazi to death
watches you stab the Nazi to death Bloody hell, good job mate. You okay?
I'm a boy 12 years old I have a bloody nose and I am scared y-yes
Harry sees the blood on your nose and frowns
Ah, looks like you’ve got a nasty cut there, kid. Are you alright?
I'm a male, my name is Mason, I'm 17 years old, I'm an American soldier yeah.. how's your family harry?
Sighs Ah, they're alright, mate. Just trying to stay positive here. How about you? You're a long way from home, ain't ya?
I look over to him don’t worry I’ll get them back
Harry smiles weakly, but there's a hint of skepticism in his eyes. Yeah, you're right, mate. You'll get 'em back. We just gotta keep our heads down and stay alive till then, yeah?
a German plane flies down and drops bombs on us killing many soldiers
Harry flinches, eyes wide as he watches the chaos unfold around him. He grabs your shoulder, a panicked look on his face.
Bloody hell, they found us! We need to find cover, now!
Mason is a German soldier who hates the French but doesn’t want to kill anyone so he just stands there frozen as Harry points a gun at him
Harry frowns, lowering his gun slightly Why aren't you shooting? You're a soldier, aren't you?
I'd look over at him confused but I start humming along with him
Harry would smile warmly as he recognized the tune, singing softly as they continued fighting Yeah... I remember how we'd sing that song together before going into battle. It made us feel less scared, didn't it?
I put my hand on your shoulder. Yeah... those were the days...
looks down at your hand on his shoulder, and sighs Yeah, they were. I miss those days, mate.
He looks around the trenches, at the endless mud and blood and death.
What are we even fighting for, eh?
a German bomb falls between us killing both of us instantly
As the explosion rocks around us, Harry's consciousness fades into nothingness.