The house was lonely without Harry, I'm starting to question if he ever coming back..I pray to god he comes home. It was a warm sunny Friday when the house phone rang I answered it about to say hello when that all to familiar voice was on the other side "I shouldn't be talking to you right now but I- fuck Wyoming you need an explanation about my past..meet me at the Cheshire coffee shop on East Harvard Street." then with that he hung up, I sigh then get dress in a red flannel, black skinny jeans, black converse and a red bandana in my curled blonde hair I head out and have Tom give me a ride he drops me off half a way he then asks "You sure you gonna be okay?" I nod then watch him drive off as I head inside the Cheshire Coffee shop the smell of warm coffee hits my noes while a pink haired barista smiles at me I return it then look around for Harry finally I found him he sat at a corner booth near the back dressed in a black jumper, black skinny jeans with holes in the knees and brown boots, his hair was slicked back and he smelt like gas station bought cigarettes, his large hands engulfed the coffee cup he was holding I sigh and walk over then sit down.
"Glad you could make it.." he says I nod then ask "Why did you leave Harry.." Harry sighs then explains "'m getting to that in a minute..do you want a coffee?" I say "No I'm fine," he nods but orders a hot chocolate with cream on top for me along with a giant cookie I thank him then ask "Can you explain now and quit stalling?" Harry sighs then takes a sip of his coffee wiping the leftover off his lip, he says "Fine, I've been living in Cheshire my whole life with my parents and sister.
However when I was 17 years old my parents kicked me out on to the streets for an accident that happened they disowned there only son, I had no where to go until I met Liam and his mate Zayn Malik they let me move in we all became good friends then later on the three of us mates met Niall and Louis in Sophomore year we all became buddies.
Around the summer of I'd say 2012, Zayn began changing dramatically he became angry and violent use to hit Liam and me at points and throw shit at the walls, we figured out he was doing drugs Liam and I couldn't take it we all sat down and told Zayn he had to leave..instead of leaving he grabs a gun and points it at the two of us and says "I ain't leaving.." we let him stay afterwards. Zayn got Liam and me involved in the drug business including Louis and Niall we sold different drugs like cocaine, marijuana, and others we sold pills, needles, and liquids this went on for about three months until..Zayn ordered us to shoot a man who hadn't paid him a debt..he hands me the gun and says "You do it.."
Never before had I killed a man..Zayn came with along with Niall, Louis and Liam to watch and learn so to speak, we met up with a man, he was old maybe 40's or 50's but he had a mean look..Zayn punches the dude first then Niall kicks him around and Louis punches him too Liam wouldn't do anything he couldn't..finally when the man was begging us to stop Liam jumps in yelling for us to stop, that's when it was my turn, I shoved Liam away but he knocked me down I'd already pulled the trigger the bullet bounces and by the end, the man was dead the bullet got him right in the head. After that day Zayn disappeared, and Liam wouldn't talk to me any more neither to any of us." Harry finishes staring at his coffee cup that was no cold I just sat in shock.
"S-So why does that have to do with you beating up Liam for like me?" I ask rather fearful of Harry right now, he smirks leaning forward patting my hand replying with a grin "That's because I don't like sharing what's mine." my eyes widened I reply shaky "H-Harry I'm not yours though.." he then sighs and cups my cheek mumbling incoherently "that doesn't mean I can't try.." we stare at one another I then ask "Harry you left the day I kissed you..y-you just disappeared..why?" Harry replies "Because I was scared..that maybe if you found out my past you'd leave me.." I shake my head replying "I'll never leave you Harry..your my best friend!" his eyes widened he stands up harshly sliding in his chair asking "Best friend?! Wyoming I don't want to be your best friend..I want to be more then friends!" my eyes widened I stared at Harry questioning if what I heard was right..
With a rough swallow of my spit I reply "Harry..I just don't think that's a good idea right now..plus I still barely know you!" Harry scoffs then nods he says "Fine your right, but can you just promise me something.." I nod he continues "just promise that maybe after a while of getting to know each other, you'll consider going on a date with me?" I smile then nod, Harry and I then walk together afterwards it was nice walking out together, we hopped in to his car then went home the radio playing San Francisco by The Mowgli's.
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RomanceWyoming Winters unknown teen from Holmes Chapel, Cheshire - beaten by her drunken father, disowned by her druggie mother, invisible at her school. One night Wyoming just can't take the abuse, the invisibility at school and of course everything else...