𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 • 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖

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"Harry, are you okay?"
Simon's voice breaks me out of my sinking thoughts as I soon realise we're making a sidemen Sunday video and I should probably join in.

"Yeah sorry, just haven't slept well."
I lie. Yet it's almost as if Josh sees through my lie as he continues to stare at me, his eyes deepening into my soul.

I decide to look away first as I knew my eyes would scream for the help I don't need. Or deserve.

It wasn't until I closed my eyes, later that night on the sofa, that I felt what true pain feels like.

"Do you think Harry is okay?" Vikk's voice breaks through their conversation.

"What do you mean?" jj asks, confused.

"He's just been off lately." Vikk informs him.

"Forget it, vikk. Attention seeking." jj's voice stabs knifes into my heart.

They brush off my mental health as attention seeking.

And it's always that I hear stuff like this behind my back.