Halbarry

The picture

Hal's POV

I took a deep breath as I left the prison little to no information. Stella had conformed that she worded for bigger people, bigger people that want to get the Flash. I had to admit, she does a good job at refraining herself from giving me to much information about her or her company. I sighed and flew over the city, the lights of all those houses memorizing me. But I continued to fly above the city lights until I had made it to Barry's house. I was about to open up the doors when I remembered that to Barry, I'm on a mission.

With a sigh I left the house. I just need to find something to do till maybe around 1:30ish. I set an alarm on my phone to tell me when to start going back to Barry. I walked around the city just taking in the fresh air, then I saw a bar....

Let me get this straight, I'm not an alcoholic, I just like to party, which is more than I can say for some people, like Barry. I walked into the bar and smiled at the view that law before me, not everyone was stone hard drunk, and for the most part people were just talking to others with drinks in their hands. I scanned the room for a familiar face, when I saw non other than the Green Arrow. I smiled as I pulled out a seat next to him, "hey Olie." I said as I sat down. Oliver looked surprised to see me at first but he then smiled back. "Hey Hal, what are you doing here?" He asked raising his right eyebrow at the question. I told him that I came back from a long day of work and then decided to come here."in Central City though?" Oliver asked. "Yep, felt like coming over here. How about you?" I asked with a smirk. "I'm just trying to get drink and forget about things..." Oliver said with a sigh as he looked at me with tiered eyes. I unfolded my arms as I patted him on the shoulder."things not going great with Black Canary?" I asked, to that Oliver let out a sigh as well as a nod. I raised a glass "to us, the greens trying to get the blondes." I said with a laugh, I was happy that Oliver also laughed and raised his glass. I wish I could say that's all that we drank that night...

But that was only the beginning.

For I had walked out and into the streets once my alarm went off, I had made my way to Barry's house. I don't know how I made it there alive, I knocked on the door and waited. To my surprise Barry opened up the door in 25 seconds. Barry smiled at the sight of me and let me in. "Hey Hal." Barry said practically glowing.

I wish I could say that he kept that smile.....

Barry's POV

I'm so happy. I had been so bored that I was reading on the couch, cleaning, and watching the news when I heard a knock. I jumped of the couch and rushed to the door. "Hey Hal." I said, feeling my heart thumping so loud, I had missed him so much. He is someone who I don't know if I could live without. Hal stood there for a few seconds, he then moved towards me, his walking methods resembled that of a toddlers. "Hal? Are you ok??" I asked steeping  towards Hal, I then smelt the thick sent of alcohol. I thought Hal was over getting drunk like this. "Hal, are you drunk?" I asked with a sigh. Hal looked around and then his eyes landed on me. "Hey Care Bear~" Hal said with a giggle walking towards me to a point were he was right in front of me.

I folded my arms and looked at Hal. "Hal, there's no way your sleeping in my bed drunk, here." I said walked towards the couch and put the pillow and cover on the couch and patted it for Hal to come. Hal looked at it and then at me as he then moved to the couch and sat down. I sighed as my lips pressed against his forehead. "Night Nightlight." I said turning of the light and walking back up stairs.

Hal's POV

I woke up around 4am ish because I was hungry. I walked around the whole house till I came to the kitchen, while walking around the house I had picked up a paper like thing and had shoved it in my pocket. Once at the kitchen I pulled out the paper and placed it on the ground. My drunk mind thinking that would warm up the ground.

~~~~~~the next morning~~~~~~~

Hal's  POV

I woke up with a stinging pain in my head, a pain that I new far to well. A hangover. I sighed as I looked around to see myself laying on the couch with a blanket and pillow. I would've freaked out or something but I recognized this as Barry's house, I got up and stretched as I walked to the kitchen. I felt a pain in my head as I backed up and then bumped into the counter, in return, I heard something fall and break. I looked over to see a cup. That could've been way worse. It's only glass and water. I got the broom and began to clean it up when I saw that the water had split on the paper from last night. I let out a gasp when I realized that this was not only a picture...but a picture of Barry and his parents. I quickly began to reach for it through the water, but when I tried to bring it out of the liquid entrapping it, the photo had been destroyed. I felt a lump at the back of my throat form as I began to stand up. When I turned around, I saw non other than Barry Allen.

Barry who was still in his pajamas, looked at me with a happy face and then soon at the floor which the horrid event had happened. I saw Barry's eyes begin to fill with tears as he soon realized that one of his only pictures of his parents now lay in ruins.

I expected a yell or a scream, but I got something much worse.

I looked at Barry as he  let out a small sob with tears