"You can let it go
You can throw a party full of everyone you know
And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love
You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up"
When 20 year old Matilda moved down to London after growing up qu...
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Harry
"Rise and shine sleepy head"
I groan awake from being distracted from the one place that I want to be. In my dreams. I was having the perfect dream. Peach and I were running around our old house when we were kids playing tag. I wish she was here. I miss her so much. I regret what I did that day and I will never forgive myself for what happened. I wasn't there when she needed me. She needed me and I wasn't there.
"Come on Grumps it's nearly three in the noon and we have a show to prepare for at 7" Zayn's Voice breaks through my thoughts.
"Okay stop shouting" I groan while sitting up and stretching not wanting to pull myself out of my bed but i'll have to because my fans depend on me. If i'm not there on time for them then i'll let not only just peach down but my fans. Well I mean i've already let her down i'm pretty sure that I can't let her down anymore than I have already have done. Feeling my head pounding wanting to just go back to sleep.
"I'm not shouting. But guessing by the state of your apartment is currently in is that you've had one too many drinks and you've ended up drunk and passed out. I'm also guessing that because you still have the same clothes on when I last saw you yesterday. I'm going to get you some Advil and water for you to take. So get yourself ready otherwise the guys will be pissed at you and you will have Niall dragging you out of the room by your ear." As he's walking towards the door he speaks up "You've been warned!"
Quietly having a disagreement with myself on wanting to stay in bed for a decade, it's time I get dressed otherwise I'll have everyone on my back and to be honest I really don't want the fuss of them. Hopefully Matilda is there.
.....
Feeling the warmth of the familiar chemicals enter my body I tilt my head back off the couch and release the smoke from the stick that brings me that familiar sense of comfort. My headaches gone, Zayn gave me some Anvil and basically told me that I was a dick for drinking that much. I mean it was a dickish idea to do but I had too many emotions especially since it's been 5 months since my sister has died.
"Harry, what have I told you about smoking in the dressing room?" Scott says from the door. "Anyway there's no point in me repeating myself because you'll probably go against it anyway"
"Good idea Scotto" I shout over to him while smoking the stick but lighting it out in the ashtray not feeling in the mood anymore.
"Well hurry up. You and the guys are on in 10, get Izzy to fix your hair because you look like you've been dragged through a bush." he chuckles while walking past my dressing room.
"I'll take that as a compliment thank you Scotto" I shout but chuckles at his words. Scott and I have had a close relationship. He knows about my dad and what's happened in my family. My mum basically counts him as a brother since they've been bestfriends since they were in their 20s. It's nice to know that I have someone else as family instead of my mum. Don't get me wrong I love my mum but Scott has been the fatherly figure that I needed in my life. Scotts got a 3 year old girl called Marliya and a 10 year old boy called Leo. I've been like an uncle to Marliya since she's been born. She was one of those ratty babies when she was younger but everytime I came round and I held her she settled. Ever since that she's been my little sidekick.
