Lyric is... Unique. Born in a life of hardship and loss, all she knew was fear... That is, until the day she runs away from it all. Not long after, she meets him.
Harry didn't expect his life to get better--or worse. He was famous, he had riches, and he had friends and family who loved him. But on the day he met Lyric huddled up in an alleyway, he couldn't help but take her home. He didn't think she was going to be so unique, and he definitely didn't expect her to change his life for the better.
(I suck at descriptions. So, uhm. Please read it if you want. Give it a try, you know. If you like it, great. If not... Great.)
harry was just like any other boy his age. Sure he didn't have many friends but at least he had one. One friend was good enough for him. He was happy with this friend but the other kids treated him as a freak. harry didn't understand why. A part of him thought that it was because he was so different from others but it didn't matter. As long as he was with his friend, he knew everything was going to be alright.
At least harry thought everything was going to be alright.
He remembered being out on the yard playing with his friend.
He remembered a black car driving up to his house.
He remembered his parents both crying in each others arms.
He remembered being taken to the hospital.
harry wasn't sick. He didn't have to be in hospital. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him. He went to school just like every other kid, he did his work just like everyone else, he even did his chores with minimal complain. But there was one problem.
That friend wasn't real.