After a restless night sleeping on the rough wooden floor, Harry staggers out to the kitchen to brew his daily coffee. It was a big day today, it was the first step to success. Harry sits back on his second hand sofa and looks out to the west side of the big city. The door starts knocking. Harry places his tea cup on the rusty coffee table and paces his steps until he reaches the door, he looks through the peephole. "It's only me Harry!" He opens the door to his ex girlfriend, Louisa. "Nice apartment, shame we couldn't have shared it together" Harry then replies with a nod, "Anyways, I was passing by, here's a welcoming gift, enjoy London". Harry takes the gift and thanks her, "Have a nice morning Lou" he says sarcastically as he shows her out the door. The door slams and Harry sighs with relief. Nothing better than bad history showing up on your doorstep to start the day. He returns to his coffee and starts unwrapping the gift, a brand new KitchenAid, he puzzles as to why Louisa bought this. He places it on the side and then returns to the bathroom to take a shower.
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free - h.s
Fanfictionafter years of living under stressful conditions, harry finally frees himself from his family home, set on a track to his dreams. but somewhere along the line, his dreams are shattered and there is no way out. or is there?
