One Direction One Shots!!(smut;) and fluff<3) {boyxboy/girlxgirl}

No Home- Larry

there are many types of people

there are small people

and big people

sad people

and happy people

and sad people pretending to be happy.

there are beautiful people

and hateful people

and people who have watched their dreams be slaughtered before their very eyes.

there are so many different types of people

but i guess you could day i’m not really a people person.

i enjoy the company of silence

over the idle sound of small talk

and my mother is worried that i’m always so alone

but it’s okay really because

i like it better that way

but no one really understands.

harry sighs into musty air

letting his pencil drop to the floor.

harry writes poetry

and he thinks he sucks at writing poetry

but he never stops because

there is nothing more satisfying

than putting his thoughts down on paper for the world to see.

and harry truly is alone

more alone than he’d like to admit

and his mother really does worry

and it kills him inside

but solitude is just so inviting.

sometimes he stays up

until the sun is just a distant memory

and he thinks.

he thinks of what life would be like

if he wasn’t such an introvert

or if he hadn’t moved to a flat

six hours away from the comfort of home and maybe

if his old friends hadn’t stopped calling

he could be a little less alone

but everyone disappoints you in the end

so harry is a loner.

harry has this thing.

everyday

at exactly ten p.m.

he goes to the closest mcdonalds to get coffee

because starbucks is stupidly expensive

and he doesn’t fancy being in the back ground of an instagram picture

besides he thinks the coffee at mcdonalds tastes better

and not like posh

over-priced

hipster water.

anyways he walks to mcdonalds because

he doesn’t have a car

but that’s normal in the big city that harry

both loves and loathes

and he orders a coffee and manages to drink it for two hours