Harold

Harold and you were friends since kindergarten, you practically spent your entire lives together. Harold was a very famous boy at school, he was the typical pretty boy who didn't care about anything and in every fight he had, he won. Luckily for you, you were the only person he cared about, Harold had an impressive affection for you, unlike him, you weren't that famous, they only knew you for being Harold's best friend. You had fought with your parents and they had kicked you out of the house, you had nowhere to go, so you decided to call Harold. "Hey, Harold... Do you think I can go to your house? It's kind of hard to explain now." you said with your nervous voice, Harold allowed you to go to his house, so you walked in the rain to his home with just a coat and your bag.