Its Ok To Be Happy

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~Brady~

"Erm.. Harry? What-" I start, chuckling to cut off my sentence. "-What are you doing there?"

"Trying to make a fishing pole, what does it look like?" He grumbles, obviously not appreciating me laughing at him.

"With a stick and some string?" I chuckle, he glares at me angrily.

"Yes, yes indeed I am trying to make a fishing pole out of stick and string...Is that a bit of a problem for you Ms. Thomas?" He snorts meanly. I try desperately to hide the smile creeping onto my face.

"Um...That was way too british for my liking." I murmur, chuckling. Harry groans.

"If your not gonna help me than shut up ok?" He shouts angrily. My eyes grow wide and my laughter stops immediately.

"Calm down curly, Being in a bad mood isn't gonna help the situation." I state, earning another spiteful glare.

"I'm not in a bad mood. You're just annoying!" He retorts. I gasp, offended by his accusation.

"I am not you're just grumpy!" I announce. He rolls his eyes.

"Maybe I am grumpy. I haven't slept much in five days, all I've eaten for the past five days is peanut butter and spam. So excuse me if I'm slightly grumpy for wanting to get off this stupid boat and get back to the people who miss me. I have a life to get back to ya know." He spits, frustration ridden through his words.

"AT LEAST YOU HAVE PEOPLE THAT MISS YOU! After we get off this boat, I have nothing. I get to go home, to my empty house, where every little thing reminds me of my dead baby sister. I'm sorry, I guess I just forgot that you have your perfect little life and stupid fame to get back to!" I yell, attacking him with my words. His eyes widen, watching as an angry tear falls down my face. "At least you have people to go back to. As of right now, you're all I've got, Harry."

"Brady you know I didn't mean it like tha-"

"That's exactly how you meant it." I reply, turning around. I sit up by the tip of the boat, where a plank of wood makes a seat. I dangle my legs over the side of the boat, letting my toes sink into the water. I wipe the remaining tears from my eyes, flicking them into the salty water. Feet hit the water next to me, a large shadow casting over me.

"I'm sorry, Brady. I didn't mean it how it came out, I just miss them a lot." Harry murmurs apologetically. I sigh, letting go of my anger.

"You're really lucky, to have the boys and your family to lean on. Me and Belly always leaned on each other and now...I have to do everything alone. I'm completely and utterly alone." I squeak, trying not to sound as upset as I truly am.

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