Lads Just Wanna Have Fun

Rock On!

The green eyed lad had successfully gotten home from an eventful day at the usual grounded curfew time of 6 o clock with no mother in sight. He only heard her voice and the woman certainly didn't seem too pleased but the nineteen year old didn't ponder it and quickly made his way up the wooden staircase. 

"Ow!"

Harry groaned as he dabbed at some of the dry blood on his cheek and under the nose from the devilish children. In his overpowering tiredness and weakened state, it was difficult to keep focused on the task of urgent facial cleaning but in the end his skin was somewhat back to the pale porcelain with natural blush.

 That was when he collapsed into his bed, woken by the sounds of berating by the hurricane that was Anne. 

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The sun was shining down with it's beacons of light and strong humidity. This meant that tops with no sleeves were very much back in fashion.

 Louis wondered out of his large alcove to fetch the morning paper. Many looked at him strangely, they wondered why he wasn't like the rest.

 It was very obvious that the blue eyed lad had different aspirations and goals to other people in his neighbourhood. Football and baseball were the crazes but Louis didn't strive for that and apparently that was strange to those living around him. But life was actually going well for him and with that beautiful tall creature around, nothing could bring him down. To show evidence of his happiness to the public, he did a very ecstatic back-tuck. Then he disappeared with the newspaper in grasp.

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 "I'm sorry but I just don't know what has gotten into you Harry! With breaking your curfew last week and skipping your assigned activity yesterday, I just do not know where this sudden rebellion has come from", Anne sighed, cracking an egg satisfyingly into her favourite pan for omelettes. 

It was very much a shock and almost a betrayal to Harry that someone had snitched on his absence but he knew that he needed an effective excuse to reason with his strict mother.

 "But mum, I can't stand choir! The teacher makes it feel like twenty years have passed. I just wanted a break from it that is all and got side-tracked. I swear! Please don't be upset with me. I really didn't mean it!"

Technically, this was not a lie as the late class had always been a challenge for the young one and time had simply flown while the two boys were having fun. 

Anne seemed disappointed but convinced and gave him a little nod of the head. She spoke no more, slowly flipping the now ready made omelette. 

"Okay...here you go". Anne said, carefully putting down the scrumptious looking breakfast. Steam came off it in waves, creating clamminess in the air but Anne really was one of the best cooks Harry had ever known and she most certainly taught him well. 

"The grounding still stands"

Harry internally groaned but politely nodded, continuing to consume the delicious eggs.

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"I can't! I'm having enough trouble trying to find time for me and Louis!", Harry demanded to his best friend who just did a playful eye roll across the phone. "You have to go! Tessa and Daniel from DC are gonna be there! Come on Hazza...please for me", Niall pleaded as he knew Harry made every trip they had worth while. He loved spending time with the brunette as he had never met someone so caring and angel-like. Loneliness was no longer a word in his mental vocabulary and he loved it.