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Chapter 14 - Don't You Cry
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The sun peeked through the gaps of the trees. The rays of it blinding him as he took each step forward.
Various leaves slipping through the branches landing softly onto the ground.
There was a slight chill in the air that tickled and made the small hairs on his nape stand. And a small windy noise accompanied by birds singing created as the chill passed by them.
It was a beautiful view. Almost as in it had been pulled out of a painting.
Harry hated it.
He scowled up at the birds happily living in the trees and was irritated by the bright sun. He attempted to avoid its rays by walking behind thick trees but to no avail.
He let out an irritated sigh and for a moment he wondered if he should shoot one those stupid birds down and leave it to rot.
Maybe then if he did, the place would be less pretty.
The young male pursed his lips, sighing in exhaustion.He moved his eyes away from the birds back to blond man that slept in his arms.
Harry adjusted his arms slightly, shifting the male a little as he did in order to release the small build-up of his screaming muscles asking for a break.
He paused as he saw the million scars that decorated his skin. Uncomfortable he continued to walk, watching the scenery in front of him. I feel like a pervert watching a sleeping man.
A groan came from the man in his arms. Harry immediately snapping his eyes down only to find him still asleep.
This time he did not look away from him. He watched as his chest rised up and down from exhaustion. There was a hint of red under his eyes from crying moments ago.
The male's skin was awfully pale that made his veins prominent. Under his eyes he had fading dark circles, perhaps from insomnia if one could guess.
If Harry tried to he could feel how long his hair was. Harry's fingers twitched in anticipation of how his hair could feel but fought against is seeing as he had just met him.
