Letters to My Saviour [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

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This is one of my fanfics, it's a Larry fanfic.

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10/10/13 09:20

You wouldn't believe me if I'd told you I was the only one who got more than a C in math. Actually I got a B+. Me! I still can't believe it. If I could only tell you face to face... I still believe I would meet you someday. I just can't wait!

Yours with... patience,

Harry.

Harry put his pencil down and folded the paper into two and then into four, he took out his folder and pushed it inside. The folder was only for his letters, but it wasn't full with papers as you might think. As usual for Harry it was very clean, not even a wrinkle on any of the 3 folded pages in it.

Harry didn't know who he was writing to, so he kept the letters to the day he'll meet him, he believed this guy is out there somewhere, and he wanted so badly to meet him. Harry promised to himself that the day he'll meet this guy he'll hand him all of the letters, so the folder was always with him, which two of his friends found stupid. Only one of them always said "Leave him alone. This guy is giving him hope and only because of this hope we have him smiling. As long as he is, why does it matter why he is?"

Harry liked Liam. Liam was a good friend and always by his side, even when he was wrong. Zayn always huffed at Liam's repeating words about Harry's letters. Niall didn't have a strong and stable opinion about that so one moment he could joke with Zayn about that and then totally agree with Liam's words. It was a bit annoying but Harry liked him despite that. It's not like he could do anything but like him, no one could, Niall was really sweet and very lovable.

Zayn was more of the sarcastic type, Harry liked his jokes only when he was in a good mood, other then that he usually boiled because of them.

But Harry liked his friends, despite Zayn's sarcasm, Niall's annoying (but still kinda cute) naivety, and Liam's habit to overreact, make a big deal of anything and worry way too much, they were Harry's best friends and he was thankful for having them just the way they are. They were always standing up for him, from the day they met. They were brothers, like they had adopted each other as brothers, and they had promised, with no words needed, to be there for each other, no matter what.

While they were in the cafeteria talking, Harry wasn't even listening. He thought about the guy who saved him, who he was writing to. The one that without him he wouldn't have been as fine as he is right now. A picture of the face flowded up his mind. Harry wanted to see those face again. He didn't get the chance to find out about him, but every little thing about him left in Harry's mind.