Alright- minishaw

US...

-Flashback-

I entered the living room, and saw my family sitting there playing monopoly, they were laughing, smiling, cheating,  complaining. My dad looked towards me and his smile grew wider, man how much I miss that smile. 

"How was the football match son?" as he patted a seat beside him.

"It was fine" 

"Are you okay? What happened?" he said concerned and with a frown.

"Guys can I tell you something?"

"of course" they all said in unision.

"I'm gay" with a little hesitation.

"What!"my screamed with anger as he suddenly stood up, my mom and siblings gasped. I stood up, still shivering, tears in my eyes, a lump in my throat. My dad slapped me right in the face, with tears in his eyes. That was the first time he slapped me, yes, he loved me the most. I was just as shocked as he and the rest of my family was. How can, how can he just slap me, reject me. Instead of support of love and support he gave me hate and ignorance. I can't handle this, he's my father......how can he?

"YES I'M GAY, AND I'M PROUD. I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MY HERO COULD TURN INTO MY WORST ENEMY" I said with anger.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, NONE OF US WANT YOU HERE" he said as loud as he could, as he pointed towards the door. My mother was crying and sobbing, as my siblings were just...shocked. 

"FINE" I walked towards the door, "I HATE YOU".

-Flashback over-

Those were the last words I said to my loved ones. I still have nightmares about that day but they're even worse. My dad turns into a monster, and so do my siblings and.......I don't wanna talk about it. After that I started all these bad things. I took out anger by stabbing people, shooting at them, hitting them. Blood, scars, screaming, crying, helpless moans  was all I knew and had dreams about. I went crazy. 

I picked yet another rose and placed it carefully in my pocket. I walked towards Harrys neighborhood and saw a young boy, pale skin, blue eyes, thin. He was talking to Harry as they started laughing. I hid behind the wall and spied at them. They laughed, smiled, shared eye contact. That guy got closer to harry, more closer and.....

My whole world started doing flip flops as they shared passion and desire. Tears formed as I turned around and started running away from them as far as I could. No Simon, man up, you can't just let that guy steal your babyboy.

I was lost in thoughts, that I didn't realize myself falling and falling. I entered the gate of "the wishing well", and dropped myself on the bench and started crying. I cried an ocean, and each tear had a reason. 

You lost him, you lost him Simon just like you lost your family. You actually fucking thought he liked you?. No one likes you. No one gives a fuck about you. No one will ever love you, so please stop trying and end yourself. Because I mean what are you gonna do more than just killing that guy. Better you should just leave Harry and him alone. Let Harry be happy with that guy. KYS SIMON.

I have no idea how long I cried but I did as much as I could. 

WHY? WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME? WHY CAN'T SOMEONE BE MINE FOREVER, JUST LOVE ME!!

"Simon?" an angelic voice spoke with concern, it was him.

I looked up and saw Harry sitting next to me, with a frown. I looked away. You can't love him.

"What happened?" as he placed his soft hands on my face and turned my face towards him.

"No tell me!" he said with sadness, and worry.

He leaned in and hugged me. He placed his head on my neck, and sent shivers down my spine every time he inhaled. The atmosphere was comfortable. It reminded me of home. Me lying on my mom's lap while she read me my favourite book. As she stroked my hair, kissed my forehead and made me feel.....loved. 

"I love you Simon, you should know that I won't let anything happen to you." but it was too late.

-THANK YOU FOR READING LOVELIES!! OKAY I'VE A CHALLENGE FOR YOU GUYS. IF YOU GUYS GUESS "THE GUY WHO WAS WITH HARRY" I'LL GIVE YOU A SHOUT OUT. HAVE A GOOD DAY, BOI BYE.