Eight
[needed a break from studying] [hey] [follow me on Twitter - @ theyaremysons ]
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I think about the people I know everyday and wonder if they ever think about me. I wonder if they wonder whether I or anyone else is wondering about them too.
I wonder if the whole of human race knows that they're in someone's thoughts at some point of time.
Humans are so complicated, they say no body cares but there's always someone who does. It might be a loving friend or a partner if not that then their siblings or parents.
There's always just someone and it blows my mind when I see just how cynical some people are.
I know sometimes it's their instinct, the only answer to their problem, but I wonder do they always stay like that? Always so cynical?
I'd never figure that out, I know, not even a genius can figure out why a person does something, unless it's the person. Yes the genius could be somewhere near the explanation , close enough to make the person feel stupid about himself, but he'll never figure it all out.
But there are people in this world that accept you. For your cynical thoughts. And I think that's a good enough reason to not give up on life.
Harry closes his eyes for a brief second and breathes in. He re-opens his eyes and closes the app on his phone on which he was reading yet another of Louis's stories. He then turns towards Niall who was building a big thing out of cards.
He goes ahead and hugs Niall, making him shriek and the thing he was building to fall.
"You asshole it took me two hours to make that! I didn't even get a picture!" Niall shouts but hugs his friend back anyways.
"I just read stuff and I got so emotional." Harry mumbled into Niall's shirt.
"Oh wait hold on!" Niall says, pulling out his phone and clicking a picture with Harry attached to him.
"I'm going to caption this as 'your friend after he reads a Louis Tomlinson story.' " Niall says, snickering and uploading the picture on Instagram.
"Here I am being all emotion and you're making fun of me?" Harry says, pulling back.
"You asked for it." Niall says, shrugging.
Harry shook his head as he went back to his reading and Niall went back to re-build whatever he was building.
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"Louis look at this ha!" Zayn calls out showing the picture Niall uploaded to Louis.
Louis pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he saw the picture of Harry hugging the blonde lad.
He was jealous, yes, Louis was someone who accepted the things he feels. Because he thought it was a waste of time to deny your feelings.
But then he saw the caption and smiled.
'I'm not the only one who's smitten.' He thought to himself.
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