In Hiding // Ricky 'Horror' Olson

Can't You See The Rain Is Falling

|A/N: DISCLAIMER- FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT REMEMBER THE GUY THAT HARLEY BUMPED INTO IN THE LAST CHAPTER BEING CALLED DRAKE, I'VE DECIDED TO CHANGE HIS NAME TO THE GUY THAT ACTUALLY PLAYS HIM WHICH IS HARRY BECAUSE I'M 1D TRASH SOZ, COMMENT ANY QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE ABOUT THIS|

|Harley's POV|

After spending the night at the hospital with Harry by my side, it truly felt like we've known each other forever after he basically told me his life story. He said his dad was never really in the picture, but his stepfather is a great man. I could tell he loved his mother and older sister so much with how he talked about them and the glimmer he held in his emerald eyes. He had also told me he's Bi and he's had this huge crush on his roommate Louis- which I thought was the most adorable thing ever and the way he'd blush and slightly giggle whenever I would ask him questions about this wee crush of his, I could really tell how much Louis meant to him. I also had asked him about the accent he had and he told me he's from United Kingdom which I thought was the coolest thing seeing as the only country I've ever been too other than America was Mexico.

Aside from our long night of asking each other questions, we just sat there in a comfortable silence- him playing with my hair as I laid across his lap, thinking about what was going to happen in the future. I made sure to turn my phone off earlier so I could sit in silence, knowing that once I turn it back on the messages will flood in.

I seen the doctor that pushed me out of Jesse's room earlier walk in front of me, "hey, have you heard anything on how Jesse's doing?" I asked, stopping him from going where he was headed. He just gave me a confused look and walked away. I couldn't help myself, but flip him off before sitting back down next to Harry.

I watched him as he typed furiously on his phone before sighing, shutting it off only to put it in my purse. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"Are you sure?" I pressed on, giving him an encouraging smile. He just nodded and looked towards the floor.

|A/N: so i haven't written anything for this book in over a year, but what i've decided to change is that i intend for everything to be lower case because i'm lazy and too depressed to go back and change anything, thanks for tuning into my ted talk lmao|

"i know we just met each other, but you know you can tell me anything, right?" i mumbled, resting my head on his shoulder. i felt him nod his head before resting it upon mine as a sigh left his plump lips.

i suddenly felt my phone vibrate in the back of my pocket, pulling it out only to see that ryan is calling. "hello?"

"harley, please tell me you're in scranton right now." my brows creased together at the sound of his stressed voice. "yeah, i'm at moses taylor, why?"

"ricky is- wait, why are you at the hospital? oh my god, harley, are you pregnant?"

i rolled my eyes, telling him everything that happened, finally asking him why he had called. "ricky's drunk off his ass and won't stop sulking. he keeps talking about how he fucked things up with you and- ricky, no stop. i said stop, i swear ric-"

"ryan?" i asked, standing up out of my chair and slinging my purse over my shoulder, gaining a confused look from harry.

"harley, baby please come back to me." i heard ricky's voice through the phone, wincing at how loud his voice was. 'who is that?' harry mouthed, gently grabbing my purse from me, deciding to carry it himself.