Harry got nervous, the man looked at him and smiled. Mr. Blue Eyes was with 3 other guys. Harry smiled back at him shyly and the man beckoned him over. Harry felt a pit in his stomach form as his friends all turned towards him and smiled at him. Before he could do anything, Storm started yapping frantically behind him. Harry turned right around and saw who he was yapping at. Michael Clifford.
"What are you doing here?!" Harry asked. "I could ask the same thing about you.." Michael frowned, "You've been gone for 2 years Harry. 2 fucking years and not a word from you." Harry new that he had hurt Michael. He didn't know what else to say. He looked back at where Mr. Blue Eyes was sat and saw him staring at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Hes so ho--" his thoughts were interrupted by Michael again, "Everyone thought you was dead Harry, why did you go? Why did you leave me and the boys? Where have you been staying these years?"
Harry looked him in the eyes and spoke, "I wished I was dead, I wouldn't feel the pain that I did and am still going through when Gemma died. You wouldn't know how that feels Mikey. I left because I couldn't stand the abuse I was given from my parents and I have been staying on the streets since I first left. I've been grieving for so fucking long, I want to fucking die, I've tried so any times. You saw what I used to do to myself. I still have those scars. You didn't understand and you will never understand. No one will ever understand" Michael was gob-smacked.
"H-Harry I am so sorry--" Before Michael could continue, Harry spoke again. "Just leave Mikey, I don't know why you came to find me in the first place. You've got your answer, now leave me alone." And soon after Mikey was gone. Harry sat down and rested his face in his hands and started to cry. Mr. Blue Eyes had witnessed what had just happened and he felt so sorry for the boy. He asked his friends, "should I go up to him?" They all said yes.
Harry was deep in thought and he heard someone sit in the chair in front of him. "Ugh what the fuck do you wan--" He looked up to see Mr. Blue Eyes staring at him, "Oops." "Hi." He smiled softly at Harry. "I'm sorry that you had to witness that with your friends-- umm..?" Harry didn't know his name of course that's why he calls him Mr. Blue Eyes but of course he wasn't gonna tell him that. "Hey, don't worry about it. I wanted to come and talk to you because you looked so upset and by the looks of things you're really lonely. Apart from the fact that you have this little guy." Louis stroked Storm and the pup wagged his tail and tried to lick his hand, "Also, my names Louis, I'm guessing you're Harry." Louis chuckled. "Yes I am Harry. Storm seems to like you. Oh, and yeah it does get quite lonely. I don't have any other family to stay with and I certainly am not going back there. I've lasted on the streets for 2 years. It's nothing personal." He smiled at Louis and looked in his eyes. Harry loves him.

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Mr. Blue Eyes
RandomThere's a dark background behind those Blue eyes. "Harry... I'm not all that you think I am." Louis mumbled, Harry had no idea what he was on about. All just in time, he had found out what he was letting himself into.. And he liked what he was heari...