➳ claude // l.s.

XVI

    The next morning, Harry forgot that his parents left for a city break, wondering why it was so quiet in the whole house. Remembering the fact that they weren't home, he went downstairs only to find his breakfast prepared on the table, a note accompanying it.

    Made with love
               your mummy x

    The curly haired lad smiled to himself, the knuckles of his hand pressed to his chin lovingly, and his eyes darted in the food in front of him. His mother always made the best food that could ever exist and he's honestly thankful for that.

    A message from the boys asking him whether he was coming tomorrow to support them or not lit up his phone, and yes, Niall eventually found out from Liam, since Harry felt too embarrassed to talk about that anymore. To be honest, in these past two days, the traumatizing event that happened there kind of faded, being lost at the back of his mind, the worst outcome of it being the constant replay of that scene on Saturday morning, making Harry believe that he'll never be able to face Louis. And somehow he was thankful that he went to Zayn's to get over his fear of meeting face to face with Louis. Although it was a little bit too early for him to be set in such position, not having a little time to calm down, but at least he got it over with and he didn't need to stress about the fact that he'll randomly bump into Louis at school.

    It wasn't a really interesting day, to say at least, and he felt a bit lonely today, since they weren't going out. It's not that he had a lot of friends here, just Niall and Liam, and some people he met at parties that he greets when they see each other in the hallway. He texted Farren, surprisingly, he always does, but most of the time he just seems bored and that worries the girl. He doesn't understand why they're still dating and making this thing longer than it should be. It's obvious there's no love between them, and at this point, Farren stopped trying to get his attention. This bugged him a bit, to see that the girl lost a bit of interest in him, but it didn't matter. He was fine just the way it was. Next week they are going on a date for their one month anniversary, and to be honest, it felt like they dated for a long time. She was going to stay over at him's since Harry's parents were out of town until next Sunday.

On Monday morning, he went to school with Liam, as usual, the whole ride to school being about Liam's enthusiasm about joining the football team. Harry doesn't understand why they didn't create one earlier so he asked Liam about it, to which his response was " It used to be one a few years ago, before we came here, but I don't know what happened. Guess it disbanded. " Harry nodded in response, lips sealed shut.

    He skipped the first period along with Niall, Liam wanted to catch up a bit since he missed the last two classes, and Harry didn't feel like hearing the annoying voice of the teacher in the morning. It was too squeaky and it polluted his hearing enough, this fact not helping when the teacher was a loud talker and always put accent on vowels, making Harry want to stick a pencil in his ear.

    Both sat at the table, coffees already ordered, a short silence present between the two, Niall's face holding a look as if he wanted to do or say something, to be exact. It was obvious that Niall wanted to ask him about then, and Harry couldn't blame him, after all, Niall was both oblivious and curious, so he shrugged it off and told him. While talking to his blonde friend about it, he felt an odd pressure on the back of his neck, and a slight weight on his chest. It was still a little hard for him to talk about this, but he told himself that these were his friends and they needed to know.

    " Shit, mate. Have you told your parents? " Niall gaped, eyes almost bulging out of his sockets, his tone laced with an edge of concern.

    " No, they have other problems to worry about. " Harry replies him stiffly, setting down the coffee cup.

    Niall opened his mouth to say something further, but quickly closed it. And it didn't take Harry long to figure out that Niall wanted to ask him about his parents. " It's just that... " he began, body wriggling uncomfortably in the chair. " They started bickering, a lot. I don't understand why. But... now they're on city break, trying to figure things out and take a break from all this. " Niall hummed in response, listening eyes fixed on Harry. " Let's hope it will be well. "