Mistake 1D•5SOS

Prologue

Free

I was finally out of there. I was finally going to get away from all the weird looks and comments. All it took was that one sentence, the one that pushed me over the edge.

No one cares.

That may seem like a simple phrase, something you say as a joke to friends. Only for me, it wasn't a joke. Not when it comes from your own mother.

So here I am, on the streets of Houston, Texas. Now before you start giving me pity or saying,

That's so sad.

I hate pity, so don't bother. I was mostly a loner growing up so I'm used to not hanging out with people, I guess.

Sitting on the sidewalk of an abandoned house, I thought of my plan to leave this city and move somewhere else. All I have is a backpack full of canned food and sodas, toiletries, 5 shirts and 2 pairs of Jeans. I stole $400 so I'll be ok for a while. It's the beginning of summer so no worries about not being in school or some shit. It seems my only worries are perverts and the merciless heat of Texas.

He might have moved silently on purpose, I don't know. I just didn't hear his footsteps or the clink of his necklace because out of nowhere, there were shoes in front of me. Brown, worn-out boots with black Jeans tucked inside. Being thoughtful in some weird neighborhood now seems like a bad idea.

Until I saw his face.

He was wearing a black t-shirt and sunglasses.

How cocky. It's almost nightfall and you're wearing sunglasses.

He had long, wild hair that caught the last of the receding sunlight. Rosy, heart-shaped lips that were pulled into a smirk. His arms were full of tattoos and on his neckline, you could see a few peeking out. He had piercings on his lip and brow. His looks alone screamed trouble.

Yet he was beautiful. Intriguing.

Lost in thought, I didn't catch what he said.

"What?"

"I said, the names Harry. Mind if I join you?"