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Chapter 2: Laughter is the Best Medicine

Harry strolled down his school hallway. He twirled around and leaned against a locker. He turned to the girl beside him.

"Hello, gorgeous. How was your day?" He grinned at her. She slammed her locker.

"Obviously not good." Harry noted.

"Just," She sighed. "Never mind,"

"Oh, come off it, Sage." Harry grabbed her wrist. She snatched it away and gave him a stern look.

"I'll talk to you later." She snapped and stalked off. Harry sighed and turned the corner.

"Hi, Addie," He went up to the year 9 student.

"Hi, Harry," She said in monotone as she placed several heavy books into her locker.

"What is up with the Thompson sisters this afternoon?!" Harry stared at her. She just shrugged.

"Come on, Ads, tell me what's wrong." Harry said.

"Nothings wrong." She yelled as she slammed her locker. Harry jumped. Addie wasn't one to get violent or yell. She hardly ever yelled.

"Ok," Harry said quietly. "Tell Sage to text me." He said.

"She can't." Addie snapped.

"Will you text me then?" He asked.

"I can't, either," she rolled her eyes at him.

"Dad's house, then?" He asked. She nodded.

"I'm sorry. You didn't do anything wrong. I just-j-" She stopped. "Never mind."

"NO! Your sister did the same!" Harry yelled.

"Ok, fine, our mom's leaving us to go on vacation with Brad, so we're with our dad for the next two months and we don't like it. He takes away our phones and makes us study for five hours straight everyday." She said all in one breath. Harry took a few minutes to figure it out, but by the time he had a question formed the little girl had left.

"Well, then," Harry rolled his eyes and walked to his locker. He collected his things and went outside.

He caught up with his friends and they passed by Bridget.

"Hey, Bridge," Harry smiled maliciously at her. Bridget ignored him and continued walking.

"I said hey," Harry grabbed her wrist and jerked her back. She closed her eyes.

"Please, not today, Harry," Bridget begged.

"Not today, what? I just wanted a friendly conversation." Harry stared at her. His friends laughed at his sarcasm.

"Please leave me alone." She said calmly.

"Who said I'd ever harm you? Your judging me, then. Boys, she's judging me." He laughed along with his friends. He pushed her to the ground and stepped on her hand.

"Oops, sorry, an accident, just like you," He sneered before walking away to his car, his friends following behind him.

He drove home and did his homework. He then texted Sage whether she had her phone or not.

'What's the math homework?' He already did it, but he just wanted her to text him.

'Page 40 numbers 1-40 even. And you already did it in study hall, liar ;) Xx'

'I love you, always remember that Xx,' He texted her. He did love her.

Sage and Harry were the best of friends. They had known each other since they were born. They're moms were best friends therefore they were forced into friendship. They had somehow managed to stay friends throughout their school friends. Sage kept Harry's ego to a minimum and Harry kept Sage from feeling out of place.

They were always there for each other. For example, when Harry was holding his thirteenth birthday party, he invited Sage first. The night of the party, she got appendicitis. He cancelled the entire thing just to be with her in the hospital. Another time, Harry got super wasted at a party. Sage drove him to her house, let him sleep over, and told his mom that he wasn't feeling well so she took him to her house which was closest. Currently, Harry keeps Sage laughing and helps her with her problems like her dad. Sage tutors Harry, which is enough on its own.

Harry had noticed something different about Sage. She seemed angry or sad all the time. She usually laughed around him, but lately it was a fifty percent chance if he could get her to smile.

"Oh, Harry," Sage smiled at his last text. Her dad hadn't come home, yet so both girls had their I-Phones out. Addie grinned at her.

"Sage and Harry sittin' in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Addie sang.

"For a fourteen year old, you aren't very mature!" Sage glared at her sister.

"Age is but a number. Maturity is a choice!" Addie smiled.

"Finish your history homework, freak," Sage threw a pencil at her.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will NEVER hurt me!" Addie yelled, giggling causing her sister to giggle. So the two sisters laughed harder. That was one of the moments they each wanted to save. But one of them knew those moments would be cut short in a matter of days.

Author's Note!: So my first One Direction Fan fiction! I love how that rhymes! :) haha! So, is it good? Bad? EEEKKK! I gotat know!

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