Another day, another life. That's what it always feels like. Another day passes by, another life comes and goes, another second, another minute, another hour, passes by just like his.
It's not complicated, it's not messy, it's just what it is now. Harry doesn't think he can take much more, everything hurts, everything is dull, everything is too much.
Days pass by one after another in a blur of time. visits mostly from Zayn and Niall. never Liam.
Harry knows it's too hard for Liam to look at Harry right now. He wants to understand, he wants it to be okay, but he doesn't and it's not.
Harry takes great pride in being everything that his father hates. He loves finding new things that his father despises and when he does, he integrates them into his personality. It's like a fun little game that Harry gets to play. The only thing that Harry didn't plan for, was that he truly does like boys, it isn't an act, and it isn't just because his father hates it because it's hard on him and his public image.
Truth be told, it's hard on Harry too. He hates seeing the articles that come out about him and his newest fling. It hurts to read about how he's a playboy and uses all these boys and the few girls around him just because he has the power to do so. It's not true. None of it is true. Harry felt genuine feelings for every person he's ever been with. Most of them use him. They use him for his money, they use him for his power around the city, they use him for all that he's worth.
He's worth a lot to be fair. He wishes he was worth more than who he is. Harry wishes to be loved for being just Harry, not Harry Styles.