"Hey, boo, you okay?" Ashton asked. Harry looked at Ashton and shrugged without a word.
"You still want fries?"
Harry shook his head and teared up, "I'm not hungry." He croaked out before running out the door, he could hear Ashton call after him but he didn't stop for his pleas.
Harry huffed quietly and sat on the bottom steps of the building, he rolled his eyes once he felt himself being drenched with the heavy rain from the grey clouded sky above.
Harry his his face in his hands and let out a frustrated groan, it started to thunder with a streak of lightning following after but Harry didn't care.
Harry likes storms.
"Harry?" He hears the familiar voice call out but he still didn't move, he just wanted to be alone.
"Its me!" He squealed and Harry looked up to see Luke and Niall walking towards him. Harry just rolled his eyes for the billionth time that day he just hates everyone, he's sick of life and if he had the balls he would just slit his throat right now.
"Hey Harold!" Niall called out, only receiving half a glance, barely even a look, Harry was completely drenched, his hair started to look straight and black, his skin was more pale than usual, Niall wasn't as close to Harry like Liam and Luke, but Harry looks like he's getting sick already.
"Hey, what wrong, evergreen?" Luke asked. Not even Luke's sweet nick name could make him smile.
"I'm..my heart it..it feels weird.." Harry stuttered, sniffling and trying not to cry.
"Chest pains?" Luke asked, sitting by Harry. Harry shook his head and looked up at Luke the best he could without getting water in his eyes.
"Its empty." Harry said.
"What're you doing out here anyways?" Luke asked, "Liam invited you over today?"
Harry brushed his hair back and closed his eyes, "My brother.." Harry said.
"Louis wasn't it?" Niall chimed in questioningly, both boys, Luke and Harry shook their heads no. Only Luke knows that Louis isn't Harry's real brother, the only reason why Liam doesn't know is because he has a big mouth.
"I didn't know he lived here! Holy shit!" Luke squealed and Harry went to massage his temples, he doesn't need Luke's loud squeals and over excited noises.
"Yes, Luke. He does." Harry mumbled and as if it was on cue Ashton came tumbling out the front doors of the building with Michael running after.
"Oh..that's..him.." Luke whispered and Harry nodded, "I have a crush on him Haz!" Luke whispered again.
A loud clap of thunder sounded the sky, making all five boys flinch.
"Harry..where's your shoes and your jacket!?" Ashton called out, holding Michael's hand tightly behind him.
"He's hurting and you're worried about a fucking jacket!?" Michael asked, Harry just yanked at his hair roughly, causing Ashton to grab his wrist and let go of Michael.
"Don't start that stuff again." Ashton mumbled then looking up at Luke who was now staring down at Harry worringly while grasping onto Niall's hand, "Hey Luke." He greeted softly and all the blonde could do was smile and nod back.
Harry looked down and Ashton picked him up, cuddling the boy to his chest tightly, he was holding him like they were never going to see each other again.
"..Ashton.." Harry whimpered, shivering from the cold wind rushing past them.
"You're gonna get sick if you stay out here any longer, c'mon.." Ashton told Harry with pure sincerity in his tone, "Thanks for keeping him..alive, I guess." Ashton smiled towards Luke and Niall who nodded back.
