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harry quietly exits his room, lightly shutting the door behind him. it was late now, the house was dark and noiseless. the teen had made sure to wait long enough to where everyone would either be asleep, or in their rooms for the night. he carefully walks down the hallway as silently as he can, descending the stairs. the carpeted steps didn't creak too dramatically, allowing him to make it down without an unnecessary racket.

harry checks his phone when it vibrates, seeing that mitch texted him he's waiting for him. the teen quickly texts back letting him know he was coming, before slipping the phone back into his pocket. he quickly creeps towards the control panel on the wall, putting in the code to deactivate the security system that way the alarm wouldn't go off once he opened the door. then he walks over to the side glass sliding door, unlocking it and stepping outside onto the patio. once he shuts the door carefully, he starts bolting in the direction of the street.

harry's heart is pounding with adrenaline. he's never done something like this before, and he can't tell if it's fear or excitement that has him trembling slightly. harry's been a brat a time or two in life, and got in trouble for little things. but this was something else, and he knew if he got caught, he wouldn't just receive a slap on the wrist. he'd be in so much freaking trouble. he could only imagine how pissed his dad would be and the wrath he would have to face.

albeit, harry didnt intend on getting caught. it's not like anyone was going to check his room in the morning. all he had to do was sneak back into his room before anybody could notice he was gone and act normal, pretend as though he'd just woken up and emerged from his room. surely no one would notice, right?

harry makes it through the gate, and spots mitch waiting for him on the other side. he smiles, running towards him as the boy holds out his arms. he wasn't expecting the younger teen to jump, but he catches him and holds him up. harry giggles when the older boy swings him around briefly before putting him back on his feet.

"you actually got out?"

"yep." harry grins.

"good, i thought for sure your dad slept outside your door like a guard dog." mitch comments half jokingly. harry rolls his eyes.

"he probably did at some point, wouldn't put it past him." harry scoffs. mitch laughs, reaching out to grab the boy's hand.

"are you sure you wanna do this? i know you're kinda already in hot water with your dads. is this really a risk you wanna take after you just got off punishment? i won't be mad if you decide to go back inside." mitch tells him sincerely. harry nods, squeezing his hand slightly.

"no i'm sure. i wanna go." he replies. mitch nods.

"okay then, c'mon before someone sees us." he says. harry nods and the two of them start running down the sidewalk towards the car parked a little ways down, laughing mischievously. harry never felt so alive.

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when morning comes liam, niall, and zayn are the first ones up. all accompanying the kitchen. niall is stuffing his face with a full plate of breakfast, while zayn is standing near the counter pouring himself some orange juice, looking down at his phone as he read over some text messages from his manager of upcoming events much to his dismay. louis is still in his room passed out, he most likely wouldn't be getting up anytime soon, especially since there's no school.

the house was as quiet as could be, which isn't too rare nowadays. there's always quiet moments, whenever everyone is pretty much in their own world, minding their own business. these peaceful moments were subconsciously appreciated mutually; no loud video games, music, or tv playing. just silence and the ambiance of the house and movements of other people. it gave everyone the piece of mind they didn't really know they needed.