home sweet home.

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Dear Person,

I haven't really been home for more than forty-eight hours, yet everything seems normal. I thought the house would be hectic considering that I'll be staying here until I find a flat for myself.

I woke up this morning not knowing where I was, thinking that I was still in a tour bus with the lads; all of the lads and her.

I wasn't ever really close to her. We were friends, but we never really had conversations with each other. She seemed to have a connection with everyone, except me. I'm not sure why, I mean, I'm a nice guy, right?

I was okay when we were alone together. She never tried to make conversation, so I never pushed her into socializing with me. She would open up in her own time, but she never really did. I swore to myself that I would get to know her, but now she's gone. And so is our Harry.

Harry wasn't at all moved by the "relationship" I had with his girlfriend. He didn't seem to mind that we never talked. I'm not sure about that either. I guess he thought she was moving at her own pace, and he was fine with that. Maybe he thought we did talk sometimes, just not when he was looking. Or perhaps he just didn't know, so therefore left it alone.

Well, it doesn't exactly matter now, does it?

A boy that missed a friendship,

Li.

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