Just Keep Running (Zarry)

Chapter 24

The room was empty when Harry first arrived there. But that happened to only be 15 minutes of silence before his new roommates came through. Harry held his cardboard box with all his valuables to his chest sitting crisscross on the floor in the unknown environment

Sitting on the floor Harry observed how the other boys walked in their room they seemed young. He kept his head down making sure to not interact with the strangers

But ofcourse that didn't last to long. Everytime one of the younger boy's walked pass, they would give Harry a confused stare or glance.

And guessing from the next interaction. One of the random boy's curiosity got the best of them

Harry felt the presents of someone hovering over his sitting body. His head is down eye's closed playing with the medium sized brown box

"Are you new here?" The voice to the boy asked

Harry continues playing with his box eye's staying close. Not showing any sign of hearing him

"Dude?"

No response

A couple more second go pass until the unknown boy taps Harry's shoulder while saying "Kid" with an annoying tone

Harry looks up, opens his eyes only to squint at him "I'm not a kid, kid" His voice comes off rough and scratchy
"n'dont touch me" he snarls going back to his previous position

Harry doesn't like new people. He likes to keep is circle of people limited. Yes, Louis and Shawn being semi friends with Niall, Liam, and somewhat Zayn means he has to tolerate them

That doesn't mean they are in his group of people that Harry can trust. He doesn't even fully trust Zayn but somehow he does trust him. Harry himself doesn't understand how that complicated situation works in his brain

Sitting on the uncomfortable floor for so long never felt so familiar. Digging his fingernails into his thigh

rigid

tilting his head against the wall eyes staying closed taking small breaths of air. Uncrossing his long legs outstreaching them fully the box staying in his lap

Harry's body suddenly doesn't feel right. Not something he can describe, not sure if it's familiar or not. Fingers still digging into his thighs, breathing still being soft and small.

There was a nudge to his foot his eyes flying open, pausing his fingers, staring straight ahead. Harry's vision was fine but the ringing in his ears was deafening

Harry looks at the younger boy more to find out it's a different kid. Instead of the white skin, fluffy black hair, and blue eyes there's dark skin, curly black hair, and brown eyes.

The other previous kid stands next to the other looking at eachother. They nudged Harry's foot again, but he only looked between the two

"What's his name?" The dark skinned boy asked, only causing the white boy to shrug "he doesn't seem okay" he continued keeping his eyes on Harry thinking hard

Until it clicked "oohh Dash" blue eyes chirped hitting Dash softly on the shoulder "that's the boy that sells the baked good with, Alex? I think that's his name"

Dash looked more intensely at Harry thinking more about it, looking more at his face tapping his finger on his chin shaking his head "Nah I don't see it bro"

Harry has been sitting on the floor still watching the two talk not hearing a word they're saying. Not even thinking to focus on what they're saying. Even if he tried to listen the ringing in his ears so loud he wouldn't be able to