When Harry arrived at his house on Saturday afternoon, everything immediately went to shit.
"Where were you?" Anne was fuming the second he walked in the door.
"I was at Florence's house." He responded.
"And I had to find that out from her? You said you'd be home at eleven after the concert!"
"I was tired and went to sleep at her house." He crossed his arms over his chest self-consciously.
"You were high, weren't you?"
"No!" He lied.
"Why else would you not be home for two days?"
"I-I don't know, I was meeting her sister."
"That's bullshit, I'm drug testing you." Anne started stomping off to the medical cabinet in her bathroom, returning with an at-home drug testing kit, flaunting it in his face.
"I just peed!" Harry threw his arms in the air and took a step back.
"You're not stepping foot outside this house until you do, so, I'll be waiting." Anne slammed the kit down onto the kitchen bench and sat at the kitchen table as Harry stomped off to his room.
"Shit shit shit shit shit." He tugged at his hair and paced his room.
He knew that he still had the drugs in his system because for one, he had only used the bathroom a couple of times since the concert, and two, he and Rose were stupidly snorting cocaine at three in the morning.
But then he got an idea and climbed out his window.
***
"Thank you so much."
"It's no problem, but we'll have to talk about this later, alright?" Louis handed him back the small bottle.
"Of course, thank you again." Harry climbed back out of Louis' window and creeping back around to his own window, holding the small bottle snug in his waistband.
"Mum, I have to pee." He called from the hallway.
Moments later, Anne came slumping down the hallway and into Harry's bathroom where he stood scratching the back of his neck.
"Can you wait outside?" He asked sheepishly.
"Nope."
Harry sighed. "Wish we could do this in a way that made neither of us uncomfortable."
"Yeah, well, we lost that trust after you overdosed and almost died, so." Anne shrugged.
"It was an accident-"
"I'm sure it was, now piss in the cup."
"Can you turn around?"
Anne huffed and faced the door as Harry slid his jeans down a little, holding the bottle as he started squeezing it into the cup. It was definitely odd asking his neighbour who he'd met five days ago to piss in a cup for him, but considering how shameless he and Louis are, he did it with no problem.
"Here." Harry put the cup by the sink and Anne put the strips in the cup, tapping her elbow. "I know why you don't trust me, but you need to have more faith in me."
"I'm gonna need more time to trust you." She said quietly.
The two stood in silence for a few minutes, Harry nearly breaking into a nervous sweat as he waited for the results, he almost dropped down to his knees and prayed right then and there.
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FLOATING UP AND DREAMING // L.S
Teen FictionON HOLD When Harry got out of rehab, his mother decided that it was time for a change and decided to move to a exotic island in the middle of nowhere. There, he meets Louis, the wild, creative boy next door. With that, he meets all his friends. In...