True Colors ❧ H.S. [SLOW UPDATES]

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Down below is Donnie the drug dealer !!!

Wrote this hella long chapter as a sorry for taking long to update. This story just got a whole lot more intense and harder to write but I'm excited anyways :)

[Warning: light description and mentions of rape]

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Little bit of poison in me

I can taste your skin in my teeth

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   "Hey Peach."

Niall poked his head through the opening of Harry's bedroom door, blue eyes searching for Harry. His gaze fell upon the large lump under the blankets and covers of Harry's bed, pink lips turning downwards. Harry pulled his head out from under with a groan, flipping over so that his back faced Niall, and hugged his pillow with a pout. Niall entered the bedroom and closed the door behind him, climbing onto the bed and setting down Angel the bunny, whom he had picked up from the rabbit pen in Harry's backyard. He knew Harry loved to play with his bunnies to cheer him up, so he was hoping it'd at least bring a smile to his face.

"Look who I brought here today!" Niall exclaimed quietly. "It's Angel!"

Harry's brows lowered and his eyes screwed shut before they cracked open, a groan escaping his lips. He turned to lay on his back, a deep frown on his face as he looked at Niall. Niall set the bunny down on the bed, watching it hop about before it hopped onto Harry's chest and settled there. Harry's washed out green eyes landed on Angel, hands coming out from under the covers and reaching for Angel, cradling her as he pouted at her. He was reminded of the time Adriana had a nightmare while they slept together for the first time in his room, and he tried to cheer her up by introducing her to his bunnies. He remembered how Angel was her favorite one.

"Aw Peach, I didn't think Angel would make you cry," Niall said sadly when he saw Harry's lower lip tremble and eyes grow glossy.

"Everything reminds me of her," Harry whispered softly with a broken voice. "God it hurts, Niall."

"I know, Harry," Niall could only sigh and say. He then parted his lips to talk about what he came here to say. "Harry, do you think-"

"I don't want to hear it."

Niall cringed at the way Harry snapped at him, slightly hurt at the harsh tone he used because Harry was never like this. He had done some thinking the night Harry told him Adriana cheated on him, and felt something odd the more and more he thought about Adriana cheating. It didn't seem like her at all as he knew Harry was the only man she has ever loved in her life. Plus, Niall knew Harry and her have had much worse fights than the one he described last night. Something just felt off, and Niall couldn't put his finger on it. He needed to see Adriana's side of the story in order to make a proper judgment of the situation.