ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ [ʜᴀʏʟᴏʀ]

T. H. I. R. T. Y. F. O. U. R

I walk upstairs, and my mind started to comprehend whether I should check on him. I really believe he needs it, but he is very good at pushing away. I hope he won't this time.

I knock slowly at his door. He didn't answer as I thought. I turn the knob of the door. The rage alcohol smell hit me. I gulp and walked in. The room is very dark like always.

'' Harry?'' I called out his name. He sat down on the ground with his back leaning on the bed, he sat on side where there is a view from where he sat.

'' go away'' His drunk voice rang. I saw many bottles scattering around. How long was I sitting downstairs?

'' no'' I say quietly. '' just leave me alone'' He said sipping another bottle tilting it up enough to learn it's nearly empty.

'' I won't'' I said softly hoping he would nod but he didn't '' why the fuck are you here?'' He half yells but his voice is even lazy to yell properly.'' I came here because I care for you''. I sigh and turned around to give him space and spend some time outside of his door and, come again.

'' am I a fool?'' He asked in a quiet tone. I stopped in my tracks and turned to meet him. '' huh?''

'' am I fool to believe that love exists when It doesn't'' He asked. His words sound so frustrated. I sigh and closed the door behind me. I made my way to him and push a few bottles away with my legs and sit next to him.

'' it does exist Harry'' I say. he looked at me and let out a devilish chuckle.

'' it never did'' He states taking another sip. It seems empty so he threw it away but I'm glad it didn't hit the wall and break. It hit the carpet. His drunk body moves ahead to grab another from a mini-fridge he has next to the nightstand. He opens it and takes in enough drink.

'' It has always shattered me'' he became vulnerable. He went through a lot. I don't want him to remember those again and make him feel sadder. I took the bottle from his hand and took a sip of it.

'' Life has many plans to shatter us, we can't change it but what makes different is how we deal with our shatter pieces,'' I say taking another sip. He bends his leg up while his arm resting on the knee while the other leg is laying on the carpet. He takes the bottle again from my hand

'' but I chose a weird way didn't I?'' He chuckles taking a sip. I smile slyly.

'' you sure did.'' I chuckle again.

'' she doesn't define you, she was manipulative it's in her powers. You aren't a fool. it's just the time not being by our side'' I shrug taking the bottle again from him and sipping.

'' when it has been our side?'' He asked with his drunk eyes looking out of the dark window.

'' that's the biggest mystery. she was a bitch okay? don't let her still affect you after you know the truth about her. it has something to do with her and not you for Pete sake. she took advantage of it.'' I tell him when I still don't know what to say. My mind is getting drunk with the sight of him how will I ever try to put the words again when my mind has never been sober for fuck sake.

'' When I was in the bar that night, a girl who is having a hoodie over her head walked to me, she kissed me and I could care less while the drink is kicking me harder. after she did that she took off her hoodie and then she introduced herself as Katie. she then met rest of the boys who are drunk enough to care less about her.''He pauses taking another sip. '' then the story began, she excused and then the last thing I know is we were making out in the bathroom stall and she left all of sudden. the funny part is I know what she said before she left. 'my dad's calling me, got to go' she said and she handed me her number while taking mine. then Niall came to me and said about the vision and that's it boom and I can't breathe everything is suffocating me'' he says drinking the whole bottle off. He throws that again. My eyes started to tear for his past.