His Silence.

His battle. Our battle?

Everyone we know is fighting a battle, some people are fighting easier battles than others.
But Louis. Louis battle was the worst battle you could ever imagine, and Harry & I where the only ones who could get him out of it.
There was a reason why he was rude.
There was a reason for everything.
There was a reason he didn't wanted a lot of friends.
In his battle, everyone who surrounded him, would get hurt.
And yes, we did. Several times, but he was worth it.

Louis is someone who keeps you trying, and doesn't let you give up. We learn that from him and that is how we got him out of his battle.

While i was busy taking Louis out, Harry had another battle a lil bit worst.
That battle changed the Harry i used to know. The Harry who was a nerd, but didn't care at all. We didn't needed anyone else when we had us three. Suddenly we were two.

That "Harry" wasn't Harry anymore.
It was Harold.

Louis & I continued as friends, not best friends because thing that joined us was Harry.
Now Harry was gone, it was like he was dead. No more laughs or bad jokes with him. And Louis barely talked to me. He was down again, and so did I.

Loosing Harry affected both of us, so bad.
I missed him. Louis missed him. We missed him on our own.

Harold wasn't a nice kid at all, with no one.
But, yeah, he was the hottest guy in the school, of course. From total nerd to perfect guy. So annoying, but hot, but annoying.

With everything I've already said , many girls wanted Harold, including me.

Harold was everything I wanted.
But nothing I needed.