Harry's POV
I wake up in my bed cursing as the sun shines through my window practically blinding me. Guess I didn't close the curtains last night then. Last thing I remember I was drinking a bottle of beer which means I got an early night sleep because that was right after school. I guess a full night sleep is good.
I sat up realising I have school, again. One may ask, or at least the person talking to me inside my head may, how are you so calm about drinking on a school night? First of all I had one bottle. If I have to be honest I've done bad things in fact I have done very bad things with some extremely bad people. I'm not innocent or at least for the most part I'm not, anyway what's the point of living life like that? It's boring and you can't cancel anything out in life even the dumb stuff. And I guess my past, well I say past the truth is this was going on until I moved schools, will come back and if it does I have had a new start at life anyway meaning everything will be forgotten. Right?
Your delusional Harry. You can't think that in all honesty can you? Your a bad person and you know it.
I guess I'm not so innocent after all.
A/N:
100 reads is insane! I didn't even think I'd get 10 let alone 100. Thank you those who read my book even if it's not very good. Although it may not seem like a lot it is to me and that's all that matters. Also I think I'm going to make Harry and Simon date at some point but it won't be very soon so the plot can be better and longer.
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Messed Up - Wroetoshaw / minishaw (On Hold)
Fanfiction"So Harry how would you describe yourself?" The young boy froze for a moment before finally answering "Honestly?" He questioned before receiving a simple nod "Messed up"
