Harry.
"What? Kentucky? Isn't that in the States?"
Harry sighed at his best friend.
"Yeah Lou, it is."
Louis Tomlinson furrowed his eyebrows.
"I don't understand."
Harry shrugged and tucked the rest of his jeans into the large duffel. "You don't have to."
The older boy glared at the younger. "Don't get fuckin' smart. Why the hell are you going to do in Kentucky??"
Harry groaned and sat down on his roll-y chair.
"I already told you. I wanna get away. I wanna explore."
Louis scoffed. "Kentucky? No no no haz, you should be exploring women. They are much more gentler and less...hick."
"Maybe i don't want women, Lou." He sighed
Louis' brows shot up. "Is this your weird way of telling me you're gay?"
Harry rolled his eyes as he zipped the bag up. "No Louis, its not. It's my way of telling you im tired of England. And cold. And snow. And rain."
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Rain. |HarryStyles|
RandomA new life. That's all he wanted. He wanted to be able to get up and go outside and see the sun shine. He hated rain. Where he was from that's all it did. Rain.
