Perfect Teeth

Ezra Callil has a YouTube channel, a gap between her two front teeth you could fit a sunflower seed through, and a penchant for banana chocolate milkshakes.

She doesn't have a lot of spare time, but charismatic, bad pun telling Harry Styles wants to invade her every second.

“I’m going to do something right now, okay, and I just want you to know that you should feel extremely honored because this may beat every other thing that has ever happened to you. So prepare.”

Harry’s eyes widened and his lips parted slightly, looking at me in shock and anticipation, before raising an eyebrow in a way that could only possibly be described as flirty. “Are you implying what I think you’re implying, Ezra Callil?”

“No.” I shot him a look. And then, after a slightly terse moment of silence, I slid my milkshake tin across the table, pressing it directly in front of Harry. “I’m sharing my milkshake with you.”


A story of Twitter exchanges, foreign films, Innuendo Bingo, forging your own identity, and perfect teeth.