Guilty Pleasure (Larry Stylinson - Stranger sequel)

Chapter 43 (Subject Number 2)

Harry Pov

-       How are you?- My mom ask me as I came out of Dr. Hamblett

-       Alright, we had a good session, talk about feelings… again- I rolled my eyes

-       Did he give you the pills?

-       Yeah, said would have my sleep back to normal in no time- I answer while walking to the car

-       Good, and about the bad dreams…

-       Normal- I said- I've been having less so, it's progress

-       Dr. Hamblett is so good with you, we should bake him cupcakes or something

I smiled and as my mom went to bring the car, a small group of girls was waiting for me. I wave at them, probably they like me from YouTube, which surprisingly keep growing on a daily basis. After the accident I didn´t quite put much effort on it though, I didn't feel good so I couldn´t just made people happy, knowing I feel miserable.

-       Harry, please can I take a selfie! I love your videos, we support you so much- the girl of about 15 told me

-       Sure, thanks I love it that you guys are so nice- I pose for the picture and then another and another. Most girls only had positive comments, while I waited for mom, they kind of give me flattering comments about my hair, my style, my eyes, it was good.

-       Oh, and where´s Louis? Sorry to ask, but you haven´t keep us updated- One of them ask, hard topic, I barely speak about Louis anymore, but this girls didn´t have any fault on my inner problems

-       America, but he´ll be back- I answer trying to sound calm

-       He stayed there? After the accident- another one ask

-       No, he is just in a treatment, it was quite shocking for him- I didn´t want to say stuff like “it's private, I can´t tell” because I was in no position of doing it, I was just a kid who did videos

-       Thanks for trusting us Harry- one said- Can I give you a hug?

-       Sure, c´mere- I told her and hug her

My mom finally appeared, and after I check most of them got their pictures, autographs and recorded messages, I went to my car and wave goodbye.

-       Quite a crew- my mom told me with her perfect eyebrow curved

-       Yeah, I like them, make me feel good

-       Dr. Hamblett said that was a good sign, you liking yourself, trusting others- now that my mom had been speaking with him, she feels like a little psychiatrist as well

-       Got it- I smiled and we arrive to my flat

Mom was lucky enough to find a little flat just 2 floors undermine, so she and Miss Lily stay there when they come to London. I invite her to spend afternoon with me, mainly because she cook and did a nice tea (better than Michael's) but she used her “I am tired” excuse, which really meant she was probably going to do some shopping in Westfield. Can´t judge her though.

I enter and still was a little nervous with the strong sounds, or fireworks. It all reminded of Ashton, but I had to continue. Since I came back from New York, I haven´t been sleeping with Michael, I don´t think any of us had. Not even Michael, he came much calmer, and he was quite sad with Ashton's decease. We all were, he was a loving guy, didn´t deserve to… well, it was just traumatic.