Chapter 1( Old friends)

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"Good morning, honey"

"Good morning, mom", I greeted my mom, sitting down to have breakfast she made. I sniffed and my stomach growled by the smell of sausages and eggs.

"Yummy", I said, taking a big bite of my toast.

"How are you feeling today?", my mom asked sweetly, washing the dishes at the basin.

"I am pretty fine", I nodded, giving a smile.

"Harry, do you remember me talking about my high school friend from Bradford?", my mom asked, looking over me.

"Uhh", I thought for a while, "Yeah. I do. She has a son, right?"

"Yes and they bought a house next to ours. You already knew that, right?", she asked further.

"Yeah"

"They are moving in today!", she exclaimed excitedly. "I can't wait to meet them. It's been decades we haven't see each other"

"You look really happy", I beamed at her.

"I am. And Harry, make sure they're welcomed warmly. I hope you'll get along with her son, too. They are in their tough time so he can be a bit difficult as Trisha said", mom explained, her eyes flashed empathy.

I nodded, "Don't worry, mom. I will"

I haven't met them yet and don't have a clue what they looked like but as my mom said, she divorced with her husband and they needed to make a fresh start and that's why they moved in here. They are in their toughest time and I need to help them as much as I could. I always love to treat people with kindess.

"Thanks, honey. You are so sweet", mom said ruffling my hair and I chuckled.

"Anyway, how is your school? Is everything going well?", she asked.

"Same old shit but a different day", I shrugged and my mom yelled.

"Harry, language"

"Sorry, mom"

"How about your crush?", she teased and winked. My cheeks turned red.

"Mom! Stop asking me about my crush. He doesn't even notice me", I replied, feeling a bit upset.

"Aww, honey. He will. You are a beautiful boy. There is no way he doesn't notice you", mom looked at me fondly and encouraged.

"Thanks for telling me beautiful", I nodded, smiling. Of course, my mom doesn't want me to feel about my apperance. But it doesn't mean I am hot or beautiful.

"Anyway, mom. I have to go. It's 7:30", I got up and lifted my bag over my shoulder.

"Alright, have a nice day", she said loudly enough me to hear as I left the kitchen.

"You too!"

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"Harry, you've been staring at him like for 5 minutes. It's getting creepy.", Niall spat out, snapping his fingers around my face.

I jumped, "Bloody hell, Niall. You startled me." I groaned as I was distracted watching my crush by an idiot.

"If you like him so much, why don't you just ask him out?", Niall suggested, crossing his hand and leaning his head against the locker.

"I don't even know he is gay or not. And I don't wanna embarrassed myself", I answered, copying his posture.

I glanced at him once more, just to admire his hotness. But when I turned my gaze, his blue eyes were already on me.

What in the...

My cheeks flashed as our eyes met for a few seconds and he smiled towards me. Am I dreaming? I gave him an awkward smile back and he nodded, grinning at me and turned away.

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