It started like this . . . I couldn't stand to be alone. I was tired of sleeping. I was tired of breathing. Everything was too much. So I went to Harry's room, knowing he would be up working on his novel. I knocked on his door and he answered.
"Liam?" He asked, slightly rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing up?"
"I just couldn't sleep," I said. "And I knew you would be up."
Harry smiled softly and let out a small laugh.
"Do you want to come in?"
I said yes.
[I took the picture that's used in the cover and I'm so proud of it.]
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