This is a dreamnotfound story. It is also my very first story on Wattpad.

As soon as the cameras were off, Harry started to feel sick yet again. He rushed to the bathroom and vomited up the lunch he'd had just before starting to record as he began to shake again. All the other Sidemen were just outside, so he'd have to get himself together to avoid questions before he left the bathroom. He stood and stared at himself for a moment before taking a few quick breaths. He splashed some cold water on his face and returned to the group to find they hadn't even really noticed he was missing. Of course, why would they? He decided to just grab his bag and head back to his shared flat. Since no one was paying any mind, he decided to stop by the kitchen and swallow one of his Xanax with a glass of water to make the drive even easier, but of course Simon happened to see him. Also for those who care, I'm taking over as leader of this account and this is purely my story unlike the others that I wrote and my now ex edited/gave ideas for.

And all the kids sing along "It's the sad boy The no dad boy Just a bad boy Picking flowers during baseball It's the fag boy Always mad boy Just a sad boy"