Niall, Louis, Liam and Zayn sits around harry. It was about 9:00pm Friday . Harry sobs filled the room. Louis tried to comfort him but harry pushed him away. Harry had a problem and boys was trying to help him, but he didn't want help. Harry styles didn't want to stay here with other boys instead he was thinking about the beautiful powder that fill his nose ,that wonderful powder that made him feel so good and takes him to other world. The world that he could imagine him and his mother talking by a warm fire, where his mother could love him and hug him.
“Harry” Louis yelled out
Harry snapped out of his day dream, he looks at Louis with an upsetting look .Harry flip his hair out his face, he rubs his nose within seconds his nose started to bleed. He felt the warm liquid run down his mouth. The other boys looks at him knowing what was going on.
“You need to stop hazza, you destroying your body” Louis says in concern voice. Those words went through one ear and came out the other. See harry styles didn’t care what the boys had to say, he didn’t even care if he dies from drug abuse. Harry life was a fucking failure and he knew it.