all I wanted; ministar (discont.)

14

Come on, Come on Harry fucking pick up.
"Come pick me up, pick up
On the fifth ring the phone finally clicked.
"Hey Vi-"
I couldn't hold in my tears any longer.
"Harryy," was all I could manage.
"What's wrong, oh my-"
"Just please hurry, meet me where we first.."
"I'm on my way, love you." I clicked my phone off. I made my way to our designated meeting spot.
From: Josh
What the fuck just happened

From: Josh
Vikk?!

From: Vikk
I can't stay at the house anymore, I'm explain later..
I didn't have time for this. My phone was blowing up with messages, none of them from Harry so I didn't care. I sat for a while just looking around. The clouds forming into grays and the sun changing colors slowly. I read most of the messages I was getting, avoiding anything for Simon. At some point I didn't even want to stare at his name so I blocked his number. Petty, I know.
A loud honk shook my from my phone. Harry was motioning me to his car. Worried brimmed on the point of his nose. This eyes darting around like bullets ready to be shoot out.
"Tell me everything," I buckled myself in, needing some stability. He pulled out of the parking area and drove, resting a protective hand on my knee.
"He keeps trying to fix it, but I don't think something like this can be fixed."
"Stop crying, please," his grip tighten then stopped, "he isn't worth it."
"He-he.. Fuck I can't even think anymore," I chuckled lightly as we continued the drive.
I recalled the entire story to Harry, he gave input here and there but was more of an ear I could talk off. I just wanted to be heard and he was the person who could help with that.
"No one is home except Freezy," I nodded as he parked his car. He opened my door and we walked hand in hand. The lift ride was just him mumbling, occasionally squeezing my hand from time to times.
"As Doctor Harry I call for bed rest and a lot of hugs."
"Harry fuck oh my god, I need to stream today.." He just gave me a stern look.
"No the fuck you don't, you're a wreck Vikk, please just take the day off," he walked me over to the door.
"But they will hate me even more, I owe them.."
"You don't owe your viewers anything, you work your ass off everyday, and for what? People to still be upset with you even if you tried your hardest. Today you're giving them a valid reason to be pissed," the flat was rather quiet when we walked in.
"Harry please let me setup a stream, it wouldn't be the best but I have to."
"No you're taking a day off and that's final."
"What are you lot arguing about?" Cal strolled into the living room.
"Vikk is crying because he can't stream today," Cal scoffed, eyebrows raised in disbelief.
"Waste of energy time to care about stuff like this init?"
"You wouldn't know what consistency is so I don't expect you to understand," I reached for Harry's hand and headed to his room.
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Vikk being problematic ¡ sorry this took so long to get out, school is keeping me very busy, I'll try to update at least once a week. Sorry for everything :(( but anyways hope you guys enjoyed thank you for all the support ilygsm
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