Harry never did like large crowds. His brain was too developed to comprehend and process all the conversations and movements going on at once.
You see his brain worked almost like a computer, basing everything off of logical and reasonable deductions and probabilities. If one was to put too much intel in at once the system would shut down due to the overpowering of information and the lack of time to comprehend it all.
Harry couldn't stand all the loud noises and constant conversations and soon developed a strong hatred for hallways, cafeterias, and family gatherings.
He didn't like to be touched because he valued personal space and respected himself enough not to risk the probabilities of getting ill.
Although most saw him as strange, weird, and annoying one might say he was beautiful with his curly brown hair and hard emerald eyes and dimples as deep as the sea that surfaced on the rare occasions you would find him with a smile on his lovely, yet tired face.
But Harry was sad. He drowned in the pits of despair and often found himself close to the edge looking down and the dangerous and harsh waves of death, never strong or brave enough to jump. He had no friends apart from his mother who worked double shifts at the small diner in the corner of second and third. And even she looked at him as if he was no different from a three eyed alien.
Most speculated that Harry was incapable of feeling normal feelings such as happiness, joy, love, but he did. He didn't do anything to prove him wrong and never developed any feelings for anyone at his god forsaken school so it only fueled and developed the rumors of how he would produce offspring.
The most popular being that one day he would just suddenly combust and once the flames died down there would be two Harry's in the wake.
But Harry did want to get married one day. He wanted to have and raise children and watch them grow and learn. He wanted to go asleep every night next to his one true love and wake up next them even if he as afraid to feel those things he hoped one day he might be brave enough to fall in love. He already had a crush on a beautiful human being that seemed to captivate every inch of his brain, even if they were a complete and total dick. But every night before he fell asleep one name bleed into his dreams and calmed his mind.
Louis Tomlinson.
