A/N: Hey my little Bow Wow's! So here it is the prologue! It's mainly just a timeline of the event leading up to them all living together so the other chapters will not be set up like this it will tell the story from present day on. I hope you guys are liking the idea and that this is a good start! Enjoy! x

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“Harry, I’ve started seeing someone,” His Mum said sitting him down one evening. It’s not like Harry didn’t see this coming. His Dad left them over 6 months ago. He just didn’t expect it to be so soon. Let alone be her next words. “Her name is Jay.”

Harry sat there frozen. He wasn’t sure what she expected from him. He wasn’t ready for someone new to come into their lives, or deal with his mother now dating another woman. It was no lie that Harry disliked those who were gay. He didn’t see how someone could enjoy being with the same sex when they were designed to be with the opposite. I mean he knows that women buy those strap on dildo shit to screw the other one with, why don’t they just find themselves a real dick to shove up there?

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    “Harry, this is Jay,” His Mum said after 2 months of dating and wanting to finally introduce the two.

    Harry had been trying to ignore the fact that his Mum was dating another woman. He didn’t want to think about it. He faked happy for her, but now with the tall dark haired woman standing with a protective arm wrapped around his Mum he had to face it. All he could do was hope that she would figure out right from wrong and ditched this chick.

    Dinner had been awkward. Jay had tried to get to know Harry, tried to worm her way into his life and he was having none of that, even lashed out at her saying how disgusting she was, for which his mother yelled and sent him upstairs. He came down to apologize a little later only to find them kissing on the couch enraging him once again. Full of hatred.

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    “Harry, things are getting serious between me and Jay,” His mother told him 6 months in.

    Harry ignored the statement, once again feeling anger and hate towards them and all gays. This woman thought she could just come into their lives and take his Mum away, for that Harry despised her. He told his Mum whatever and stormed off to his room. He could hear them on the phone later that night talking about future plans and the way houses were set up and where they were going and about the kids. He suddenly envied Gemma for being the older one. He wished he could be out in Uni. Instead, he’s stuck here left on his own to deal with this issue on his own.

    He likes being alone don’t get him wrong, that’s another reason why he is mad about the whole thing. He doesn’t want anyone invading into their lives. And it sounds like Jay has little ones, he doesn’t like kids. He doesn’t want more siblings, he doesn’t want a new parents, he just wants Jay to get out of their lives so they could continue on the way things were before.

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    “Harry these are Jay’s children,” His mother told him 8 months in.

    Harry just stared at the 5 people sitting around in his living room. There were two little girls, probably 6 or 7 that were twins. There was one slightly older, maybe 9 or 10. The oldest girl looked to be around 13, she sure acted like a new teenager. Then there was a brother. He looked to be shorted than Harry, but older. He didn’t like them. He just scoffed and walked away.

    His Mum talked to him later that evening before dinner and convinced him to come back down. The twins were Daisy and Phoebe, they were 7. Fizz was next and she was 10. Lottie was the oldest girl and she was 13. Louis was the brother and he was 18. He was quiet at dinner, observing the scene in front of them. They all acted like one big happy family, well they weren’t Harry hated every single one of them. He hated how cheery they were, how they acted like this was the most normal thing in the world. Well screw them!

    Harry hung out with his friends more often, crashing at their places, staying longer after school, pretty much anything he could find to do other than to go home. He refused to be apart of their happy little family.

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    “Harry, Jay and I are getting married, and we’re moving in with her,” His Mum told him about a year in.

    That was it for him. He shut down and refused to speak to any of them other than saying he was leaving or something. He didn’t help pack or move and he didn’t congratulate them or do anything. He kept to himself and stayed out late never wanted to go to his new home. He had to change schools which meant losing his friends and his place of comfort. He had to adapt to a whole new environment.

    It was official he thought, he was living in hell.

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A/N2: Soooo, what did you think? Please please please let me know in a comment down below or vote or even a follow! I update faster with feedback and I am willing to take ideas or w.e. Hope you liked the prologue! xx