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"if you've ever had that feeling of loneliness, of being an outsider, it never quite leaves you. you can be happy or be successful or whatever, but that thing still stays with you."

- Tim Burton

*6yrs

it was just the two of them, sprawled out on their blue checkered blanket outside in the backyard. on the left, sat Harry, peacefully glancing in a picture book him and his mum picked up from the store last week, and while Edward, sat next to Harry on the right, propped up on a pillow gazing at the sky with darkened shades shielding his eyes. They were momentarily waiting for their parents to arrive with the basket of treats, but were instead, inside bickering of who knows what right at the moment. Harry sighed closing his book marking the page with the stenciled bookmark.

"hey Ed."

"hm?"

"what do ya think mum and dad are yelling about this time?"

"hm, i dunno. probably something stupid." he propped himself on his elbows. "why ya ask?"

Harry thought, why did he ask? most likely because he never actually understood why his parents acted like this so many times. maybe because during family get together, his parents always seemed content. never saying a hateful comment to one another. but once alone, or around him and Ed, they always had sudden outbursts like this. it was like they were always mad and he never once got why they acted this way. was it something he said?

"just askin, that's all."

*14yrs

Harry sat at the bottom of the stairs impatiently waiting for his brother in that scooby-doo costume his was dared to wear this year. he wanted to get out and get this night over with so he could come home and study for an essay happening the following week.

"Ed!" he threw back the head of the costume, ruffling his curls out of his view.

"what!?"

"whats taking you so long!?"

he heard ed curse, while he stepped out from his and Harry's bedroom at the top of the stairs. he looked aggravated, while he attempted to place a mask over his head.

"my stupid hair wont get out of the goddamn way!"

Harry was surprised, but ignored the comment stepping up the stairs and tugging on Eds jacket.

"c'mon Ed, no one needs to see your hair, lets just go."

"fine, at least i don't look ridiculous".

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Harry remembered how distant his brother was. Always up to no good, and getting in trouble at school was mainly the reason why he ended up leaving him and his mum. And once their parents divorce papers where officially filled out Des left the family, taking Ed with him. Harry knew it would happen. he could feel it, and maybe partially of what his brother said to his mum before they left. it was also after Edward got expelled from school. Doing who knows what exactly.

*15yrs

"well bloody hell! i cant do any fucking thing right can i!?" Ed threw the letter from the school onto the floor. he was expelled, according to that pink slip, but Harry didn't know why. He didn't tell him. He never tells him.

"sit down Edward!"

it was his mum, looking mad as hell. Harry was actually kind of afraid. he's never seen his mother this angry before, and him being caught up in this, picking at his peas at the dinner table. He didn't know what either of them were capable of.

"you know what, fuck this! i'm going to move with dad!" harry gasped dropping his fork, connecting with the glass plate making an ear shattering sound. it got both of their attentions.

"Ed! why! don't leave!"

Edward turned his head towards his brother. He looked slightly confused, and taken back at Harry's sudden outburst. But relentlessly shook his head, his curls falling in his eyes.

" i'm leaving. i can't stand being around this bitch any longer." he pointed at Anne.

Anne closed her eyes leaning back in the chair of the dining room table. she inhaled, then exhaled resting her palms onto the table cloth.

"i'm calling your father to come pick you up, Harry, go help Edward pack his things. i've had enough of his bullshit."

*present. 18yrs

Harry stood in cap and gown. his cheeky dimpled smirk rested on the podium in front of him. he was next, of alphabetical order waiting to receive his diploma. He smiled turning to his mother who seated to his left displaying a camera waiting for her boy to step foot on the stage, and waiting for him to officially graduate. she was proud clearly showing it across her face when she gave him a thumbs up where he returned it proudly stepping forward.

"Harry Styles!"

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A/N

Hello! I've recently decided to start a new story, this was kind of a spur of the moment creation, but i really was looking forward to writing it :) It's something a little different, (no hate from directioners that dislike hollywood undead, and the same with hollywood undead fans, I just liked the idea for the story:) anyways, Me and my friend got the idea for this story when we were watching one direction and hollywood undead music videos. (ikr awk combo) But we ended up with the one direction/ hollywood undead fanfiction idea! I may not update frequently on this story, (I'm just lazy and its summer so) So no guarantee on multiple chapter updates at once.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story, i really appreciate it :)

kay, buyyee!

-boo<3