He was all I had left.

2

Harry sat at his home the next day contemplating whether he should text Louis. He didn't wanna come off as desperate, but he didn't want Louis to think he had forgotten him. Which of course, he hadn't.

If Harry didn't have something to do, he'd go back into the state of being sad. He always had something to do whether it was reading, doing a crossword puzzle, or singing. He loved to sing. He decided to not text or call Louis despite the fact he wanted to. Which made matters worse. He got up and started to look through old pictures of him and his mom. He would rarely do this, but when he did, he get caught in a dark hole of him being sad and looking at the pictures.

Until louis called. It brought a smile to Harry's face.

He picked up almost immediately.

Louis talked before harry could get a word out . "Harry! Hazza, can I call you that? I'm gonna call you that. When can we hangout? I wanna show you the movie." He said in one breath.
"Hi louis" harry said with a laugh. "I can hangout whenever-" louis cut him off. "You can come here. Today in fact! My aunt is going somewhere and she said I can invite someone over. I thought of you. She has a flatscreen!" Harry's face immediately lit up as soon as he said he thought of him.
"Sounds great, I can come at 2 if that's alright with you" harry said holding back his smile. "Great, see you then mate! I'll text you the address" Louis then hung up. Seconds after, louis sent harry the address.

Harry looked around, put away the boxes full of his mums stuff, and made food. He didn't have much to eat considering his stepdad hasn't paid him to get food yet. He got out some bread and ate it.

His watch said "1:50 pm" so he decided to get up and go to his house.