HARRY'S POV:
I sunk into the feeling of warm hands running through my hair. Though quickly, I pulled away, realising that it was Simon. I don't mind it when people do that, but not Simon. That was Ethan's thing. I like it when Ethan does that, not when he does. Don't get me wrong, Simon's great, amazing actually, but no. He's not Ethan. I didn't want to be rude, honestly. I've put him though so much already, he just needs to stay away from me, I don't want to cause him anymore pain.
I walked out of the room, and straight down to the kitchen. Anxiously, I stepped into the room, not knowing who was in there. To my luck, it was only Tobi and Ethan. Some sort of instinct sunk into me quickly, as I moved over to Ethan immediately. He welcomed me into a hug, despite seeming confused. We stayed in that position for a while, before I finally stepped away. I stood infront of the two, taking in their features. Though it may have seemed weird to them, I didn't mind it. "How are you?" The bigger man spoke cautiously, as he looked at my face. Apparently, I didn't need to answer, as somehow, he could already tell. "You didn't sleep, did you." He stated, coming across slightly disappointed, and honestly, that upset me quite a bit. Anything upsets me though, it could be something as simple as someone's tone of voice, or something more serious.
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You're Shit At Lying
Fanfiction"Harry, how long are you just gonna pretend that your okay? We can all see it. Your not okay. Just speak to us, please?" "I'm absolutely fine Simon, what are you talking about? Why wouldn't I be okay?" "Your shit at lying Harry" Asking for help can...
