My parents sold me to one direction for a weatherspoons pitcher

Summer punch

Pls listen to summer time sadness
"Sold?" I asked my dishwater blue eyes watering.
Harry smirked in response
The smirk turned into a frown
"Listen Y/N" he started then looked around suspiciously. "I'm not supposed to tell you this but" he stopped
"You are very poor" he sighed
I understood. He was right, I was poor.
"It's okay" he offered a smile.
I tried not to cry but Nail had started singing Galway girl by Ed Sheeran
This was it
I was crying
In front of Herold Edwin Style.