Change (Larry AU)

Its not my fault

Hey lovelies :3 thanks for reading the first part! Here's my 1st chapter - hope you enjoy :) it's not edited on if there are any mistakes I'm sorry!!

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>No Ones POV<

Walking down a dark alley on a Tuesday night is normal for Harry. Getting what he needs from a person then goes along in life searching for more. Well of course if he finds money that is. Harry hasn't had a steady job since- well he's never been steady with a job! The longest job he had probably lasted a month or so. So he always begs/steals money from people. This is not how Harry pictured his life to be, but hey he likes what he does.

He was currently walking back to Conner's flat and try to make up an excuse for why he is so late. Usually Harry would say ' I was looking for a job' or 'I was getting applications in' but do you honestly believe that? Conner heard that for the past month and yet no job? Odd considering he's put in so many applications.

When Harry returned home he saw Conner on the couch watching the t.v. he new he was in trouble again.

"Hey Conner" Harry smiled and carefully walked over to the guest room which was Harry's-for now. "Harry get your ass over here. Now." Conner said with anger in his voice.

Shit Harry thought, he's gunna get another talk from him.

"Yes?" Harry said whilst putting his 'stuff' away then walking out the room to see Conner standing against the wall. "Where the hell were you? Harry I can't be waiting on you! Don't you realize I have to work! I need to wake up at five and I can't be sitting here waiting for your dumbass!" Conner exclaimed, he was honesty tired of Harry. Always waiting on him when be should be asleep.

"You don't need to wait on me, I'm not a child." Harry scuffled. "Oh yes I do! You would probably bring some crackheads in here! Or better yet die out there with all these killers, killing you for buying that shit. Theres a lot a pedophile can do to a drugged filled boy!" Conner said walking into Harry's room. "What are you doing?" Harry asked as he followed Conner into the room. "I want you out." Conner simply said with no emotion in his voice.

"What?" Harry said in shock. "Get out. Get the fuck out! I'm tired of worrying about you!" Conner raised his voice and pulled out Harry's suitcase. "Conner, that's not fai-" Harry was going to say sorry or try to change his mind. "Harry I don't wanna hear it! You've been living here for about a month and you do the same shit- you need to leave! Now!" Conner shouted. "Pack up all your shit in ten minutes the leave! I'll be waiting in the living room." Conner rushed out the room and waited in the living room for Harry as he stood there he felt good finally kicking Harry out. Harry on the other hand was confused and mad, he didn't know what made Conner like that- was it that harry had been out late? Or was it what he was doing? Harry didn't know what to pack besides his four outfits and two pairs of old worn out converse. Everything was Conner's, besides he had his 'goods'. He quickly walked out the room with his suitcase and phone (with charger of course). He had gotten a phone from his old, old friend Niall- it was paid off and Harry hasn't spoken to him since.

Harry saw Conner with a huge smile on his face and felt awful. Conner walked over to the door and opened it for Harry. "Bye Harry- hope to see-" harry cut off Conner. "Are you seriously happy right now? You're basically leaving me on the streets!" Harry said on the verge of tears- but he wasn't going to cry I front of Conner, oh no. "It was your decision to act like this so you're getting what you deserved." Conner replied with a smug look on his face. "Whatever bye." Harry stomped out the house and when he was on the sidewalk he turned around. "Bye." Conner smiled and slammed the door. Harry felt mad- how can someone do this to him-again! He just continued walking along the empty sidewalk, he soon realized that a park was near.

When he first entered the park, he came upon a bench. He lied down putting his bag underneath him. Knowing no one will steal from him, then he soon faded to sleep thinking about one thing: how will his life go on if nobody helps him?