Summer' 09 ( LARRY STYLINSON)

3:Summer Camp

Hey people, I'm kinda bad at writing things but who cares right? Yeah anyways have an amazing day and I hope I can put you in a good mood😁💚💙

Harry was packing for summer camp, seeing as he always when to a camp named Boars Head where there was a giant dock by a huge lake and him and no bullies, just him and his absolute best friend Niall, but this year would be a bit better because the camp bullies were going to a football camp that had just opened. 

Harry made sure to pack his favorite forest green nail polish and many beautiful flower crowns, he then put his rainbow shoes because Pride month was during summer. See Harry is gay, if you couldn't guess. He came out a little over a year ago, when he came out to his mom she was very supportive and said that she was glad that he told her, but she said that she kinda already knew from the things he liked, like having his nails painted, wearing flower crowns, and wearing short shorts and fuzzy pink jumpers. And when he came out to his sister she just laughed and said she always new he wasn't a straight guy as he had agreed with her about if some random guy at the mall was hot or not. 

Although his family supported him, when he came out to his best friend, Roy Bennett ( a member of White Eskimo) at school, Roy just walked away and never spoke to him again which left Harry all alone as he had been his only friend. After that day he walked alone to all his classes and always sat alone at lunch. 

He then told his mom that he was done packing, then she hugged him goodbye as he wanted to go for a walk but she had told him to pack first even though he didn't have to leave for another week. He grabbed his book, The Fault In Our Stars ,and he walked out the door and started to jog to his special spot. Behind the bakery where he worked, there was a small fort set up next to a stream that Harry had set up for himself. 

As he sat in the fort and got his book from its spot in his arms, he heard a small rustle in the bushes on the other side of the stream. He then quickly tried to be quiet so if someone was there they wouldn't notice him, but when the small gray cat he had named Molly jumped out he sat back down and called to her. She looked his way and when she saw him she came to him without hesitation. As she got settled on his lap he turned on the fairy lights he had set up and started to read his book. 

He didn't know how long he had been there reading and petting Molly but his mom called him and said he should come home now. So he quickly apologized to her and hung up, then quietly said his goodbyes to the purring cat laying inside the small fort before walking away.

As he walked into the house he could smell the delicious homemade breakfast his mom had been making. He walked into the small kitchen, and sat down at the table. When his mom finally noticed that he was there she greeted him and said that she loved him very much. He smiled and said he loved her too. Then after about five minutes he got bored with watching his mother make food and went to sit in front of the small flat-screen that his family had owned. 

He flipped through a lot of channels before he found a news story about a car crash the night before in a small town called Doncaster. The news reporter said that a drunk driver had smashed into a seventeen year old boy who was going home from the schools football pitch. Out of respect for the minor they wouldn't be putting a picture or his name in the news. (I'm not sure what age is considered and adult in England, I'm a simple American who doesn't know anything.) 

He felt bad for the teen and a little bit for the drunk guy who had been brought into the station because the feds wanted to know something along the lines of "Why the hell did you think driving around drunk would be a good idea?" He listened and watched that until his mom finished their breakfast. 

She had made homemade banana pancakes and hash browns with some chocolate shakes; she was good at making those. He and his mother sat down at the table to eat just the two of them because Gemma had gone out with some friends that morning and wouldn't be back until later. He was in the middle of taking a bite of his delicious pancakes when his mom asked what he had been watching. 

He looked up at her while chewing his food and blinked at her. He held up his right pointer finger to tell her to wait a few seconds so he can finish his bite of his breakfast. Once again he looked up after swallowing, and then told her all about it. "There was this news channel that was doing a story on a car crash in that little town called Doncaster." He said with a tint of concern for the teen who was in it. "Do you know if anyone was hurt?" Anne asked her only son. "Umm yeah there was apparently an old 40 year old man who was the driver and he crashed into a seventeen year old boy in high school." He looked at his mom and saw that she looked very worried. He couldn't finish the sentence before his mom asked if he knew who the boy was because Doncaster's high school was the school that was going against them in today's end of the year football match today.

So Harry goes to a summer camp, he knows about the accident? Whats gonna happen?