So, What? // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 5

~I wanna get in trouble,

I wanna start a fight~

Harry decided to wait to get on the bus before attempting to call Cole again. While he waited for the few number of passengers to get off, he thought of all of the reasons that he would have left him there. Not a single one of them were positive. The most likely scenario was that his friends had drug him out onto the dance floor and filled him up with more alcohol. But no matter what, leaving him there was about to be the worst mistake of his life, once Harry got his hands around his neck.

Just a short minute later, he had his own cushy seat and was headed back in the general direction of the strip of bars. He pulled his phone out of the crossbody, noted how good his reflection looked in the black screen, and dialed his husband.

"Hey, Cole," He grit out. "Call me back when you get this. It's urgent." Harry put his tongue between his top and bottom teeth and bit down hard before hanging up without his customary "Love you, see you soon." Cole didn't deserve that tonight.

Putting his head on the seat in front of him, Harry stared out the window into the black night, thinking about everything that led him to where he currently is.

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"Isn't she lovely?" Harry sang, standing on top of the risers. Class hadn't started just yet, but one of his friends was listening to him and taking notes to give him at the end of the song. Pure serotonin was flowing through his veins - as it always did when he sang. He knew that he had a good voice and he was convinced that music was going to be the rest of his life.

"Isn't she wonderful?"

Harry didn't stop singing when the door swung open - people were always going in and out of that room, and he was confident in his abilities.

"Isn't she precious?"

"And this is one of the seven singing rooms. Class is in session?" A tour was being led throughout the halls of the university that Harry attended. The base of the school was performing arts, but the college attracted a fair number of business, English, and math majors. There were a lot of creative and non-creative options to go into.

"Yes," Harry's friend said, through his singing.

"Less than one minute old. I never thought through love, we'd be making one as lovely as she." Harry broke off after that moment, wanting the future students to be able to hear the tour.

"You have a beautiful voice, Harry." The admissions counselor said. Harry knew her, so he flashed his teeth, surrounded by bright red lipstick, in a smile. She then spoke to the professor for a moment, who allowed Harry's classmates to go up to students and answer questions that they may have about the vocal program.

Having already scanned the line, Harry walked straight up to a tall boy who looked to be hanging back a bit. "Have any questions?" He said eagerly, smiling once more.