"This is my mum." I pick up the photo frame that Lyn has on her shelf at home.
'Did she die?" Harry asks as I put it back down and I slightly nod. "Sorry." He whispers.
"It's ok."
"Is that why your back here, to be closer to her." He asks me.
"Umm yea I guess, she used to live here in this house," My eyes examine the room.
"Do you remember much about her?" Louis asks me. "Just little things like her singing to me." my eyes glance at the photo frame again.

"Sounds like a pretty cool mum." Harry says and I smile.


After some silence Louis speaks. "Anyone hungry?"
"Yea I could eat." I go to the fridge but there's nothing. "The only annoying thing about California is only take out there is pizza and burgers." I complain.

"I know what you mean moving here for me I'm still adjusting." Harry says "You see boys if we were in London right now we could be wondering around Piccadilly Circus." I reminisce about my days in London.

"How long did it take you to adjust to California life."
"I've lived here my whole live." Louis says, which I can tell because when he speaks he does have a hint of an english accent but is slowly fading.
"I only moved a couple months ago." Harry says in his strong thick accent.
"My god how am I supposed to survive." I lean my had on Harry's shoulder and he laughs. "Um you probably won't." We both laugh.

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"Hey guys I'm back" I yell out with pizza boxes in my hand. Harry stands up and takes them from me, while Louis get's some plates and I get some drinks from the fridge.


We get back in the lounge room and sit on the couch Harry is eating a slice of pizza and I sip on my soft drink I decide to be a goof, and snatch the pizza from Harry's hand and take a bite of it.

"Hey that's mine." He reacts. "Hmm not anymore" I say with a mouthful.
"you know what I'm gonna get going." Louis breaks us up from our little moment. "You don't have to." I say.
Then Lyn walks in the door.

"Oh hey Lyn wants some pizza, theres heaps left since Louis is leaving."
"I'm ok darl," She smiles.

"Umm Harry have you seen your mum?" Lyn asks him but he shakes his head.
"Well someone apparently through a brick through her window."
Harry gets up from his slouched position. "Is she ok." He asks concerned.
"She's a bit shaken up but she's ok, I can drive you there if you like." Lyn kindly offers. "Um no thanks." Harry replies.
"Look I knows she's a nut job but she's still your mum."

"I'll check on her tomorrow." He says and I drop the subject all together.

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