One Big Family

Harry the Dreamer

Harry's alarm went off at 4 am. He likes to be up at this time and go for a walk. He always loved this time of the day, seeing as it was only him and he could be alone with his thoughts. Which wasn't easy to do in a house filled with seven people. This was his time and no one in the world could take it away, he just felt so free. this is why he had to keep it a secret because if his Dad knew what he was doing, he'll probably lock him up in the house and never let him out.

Harry had to be quiet. He couldn't wake up anybody. Creeping out of his room and into to hallway. He was so close just a couple more steps.

"Harry, what are you doing up so early?"

"Fuck," Harry thought to himself before turning around to look at none other than his brother; Niall.

"Nothing, what are you doing up so early?" he accused.

"Um, nothing" Niall defended

"Alrighty then. why don't we just go back to doing nothing" Harry suggested slowly walking closer to the front door and Niall slowly walking towards the stairs.

"Good idea, you'll be doing what you'll be doing and I'll be doing what I've been doing," Niall added.

both boys slowly walked backwards away from each other, whispering because they both know they couldn't wake anybody else. Harry knew Niall was up to something, he had been acting strange lately. Harry didn't question it any further since he was wasting time.

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Harry came back to the house at 7 am knowing his daddy will be waking everyone up a 7:30. During this time Harry liked to daydream it made him feel happy just to escape from this house, it gave him this sense of freedom in his mind.

"Harry, Niall time to get up" Simon knocked on the door. Wow, time flies when you're daydreaming. Harry sat up on his bed already wide awake.

"Niall time to get up" He called but there was no reply.

"Niall?" Harry grew a little concerned when Niall didn't answer. Harry approached his younger brother's bed, he was confused as there was a lump under the bed but no movement.

"Niall?" he questioned whipping the quilt off in one quick motion. The bed laid two pillows to look as it was a form of someone sleeping under the quilt.

"You little wanker" Harry groaned quickly shutting up and throwing the quilt back over when he heard the bedroom door open.

"Boys, what's taking so long?" Simon burst in looking straight at his curry haired son.

"Good morning Dad, how are you this fine morning?" Harry was stressed he had to cover for Niall and Harry knew he was not good at thinking on his feet and so did Simon.

"Good morning boo, I am lovely to today, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and WHY IS NIALL NOT IN THIS ROOM" Harry was a little scared when Simon changed from sweet and loving to stern and cold so quickly.

"Umm," Harry really wasn't good at thinking on his feet but he had to try or Niall will be in so much trouble.

"Umm, what?" Simon grew impatient he didn't know where his Niall was and Harry made it so obvious that he didn't know either.

"He's in the umm, bathroom, yeah the bathroom" he strutted but Simon was unpleased he didn't like it when his boys lied to him.

"Is that so? well, Harry I-" Simon was interrupted by the sound of the toilet flushing.

The en-suite door opened and Niall walked out of the small bathroom.

"Good morning Harry, good morning Dad," the 11-year-old said as innocently as possible. Yes, Simon did notice the smug look on Harry's face.