A little too much [L.S]

C6- To leave behind

Small snores, that was the first thing Harry heard when he woke up. The sun was right above the house and Harry decided to go downstairs and eat an apple knowing he was hungry. The apple tasted like crap, so instead of finishing it he threw it in the trashcan where it belonged. Harry sighed and hopped up on the kitchen table not knowing what to do. He began humming on a song and before he knew it he was pretty much having a solo concert for himself. 

He sang different songs and danced around in the kitchen as if there was no tomorrow. After a couple of songs he got exhausted and laid down on the floor, spreading his arms and legs out as if he was a starfish. He started laughing because of how stupid and weird he was but didn't mind since he enjoyed it. 

There was a ringing phone somewhere, perhaps upstairs. Harry knew the boys were asleep but since it was upstairs he was too lazy to go and get it. He crawled under the kitchen table and curled up like a dog trying to sleep. Eventually the phone stopped ringing and a tired Zayn had answered the phone. He sounded like a newborn baby saying their first words.

Liam and Niall walked into the kitchen, looking tired as ever, and since Niall was pretty short and tended to look down on the ground he could see Harry under the table, curled up like a ball with his short fluffy hair resting on the stone floor.

Niall giggled, " Good mornin' Haz."

" Morning Ni. " Harry replied casually as if it was normal for him to just lay under a table.

They didn't question why he was under the table since they knew he was weird and just made themselves a sandwich each. Harry decided to crawl out from beneath the table and sit down on a chair like a normal person. 

the sun shone right in on the three and the snow made it even brighter causing their eyes to crinkle up into a thin line.

Zayn joined the three and came walking downstairs and sat next to Harry. He took a deep breath, sighed and looked as if he was about to fall apart. His bags under his eyes were quite big, he had insomnia but none of the others knew about it. This was the first time he had slept in for days, months or even years. Every night was a struggle of sleeping and all he ever did was stare at the ceiling thinking about the future and life. About what others might be doing or what others are dreaming.  He never told the others cause he felt as if they would judge him and tell him he thinks too much or anything like that, they wouldn't understand anyways.

" So, who called?" The blonde asked, " If I may ask of course."

Zayn coughed quietly and started shifting in his seat. " Uhm.. yeah, just mom." he replied and looked down as he fiddled with his hands. 

" Okay." Niall said and gave him a concerned smile.

The four decided to drive to the park since they had nothing else to do. Silence filled the car as the blasting music paused. It wasn't an awkward silence but they were never this quiet when hanging out with each other. Harry groaned and shifted in his seat every now and then.

The park was glowing white with people playing on the playground. They decided to sit down on a snow-free bench and just talk.

" Hello Styles. " someone whispered from the distance, no one could make out who it was who called his surname. But in a matter of seconds Harry could, and he wasn't happy about it.

" Hey uhm.. yeah, hey Felix. " He replied quietly. It wasn't that he hated Felix or that he had something against him, it was just all of the memories that he wish were never created that he wanted gone. Felix was a sweet guy, loving and caring with the whole of his heart.

Felix walked up to the four, hands in his pockets. His grey hoodie only showed the sleeved under the sleeveless jeans jacket. He had a great taste when it came to fashion, and books. He taught Harry how fun it can be to read, you just need the right book. The right book and the right environment.