i do adore you.

Harry didn't know how long it had been since they had been on the road. It all started after they collectively decided that university just wasn't for them, which turned them all to imagining the open road. They all didn't have much money, but what they did have, they saved up until it became a reality. He was the one who bought an old Volkswagen, as much as Louis had groaned once he drove it into the driveway. They weren't as amused by his car choices, but they didn't deny him the ability to keep a hold of the white van. Shortly after, they collected enough money to last on the road for a few months with all the expenses that came with that lifestyle. Harry was glad to be able to leave London, just like he left Cheshire a few years prior. They all had said goodbye to their families, knowing Zayn had the hardest time just letting go of his family for that long, before they started on the road. The first few weeks were easy, but by now he was huddled into the passenger seat, staring at the open road ahead of them. He wasn't necessarily moody, but he didn't want to partake in Louis' yelling and throwing of gummies he purchased at the last stop. Sighing, he pulled his hood up over his head, the A/C in the van working far too well even though it was scorching hot outside.

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Casper woke up with a start, his palms sweating as he looked cautiously around the shitty motel room Kit and him had managed to purchase for the night. He could deal with loosing twenty pounds, especially to keep the other on the other side of the bed safe. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed, getting up and putting back on the dirty tee and sweat pants he had on without looking back at the boy who was probably still asleep in the bed. He walked over to the foot of the bed, tapping Kit's foot as he sighed. "Up, we're going to France," he said, Swedish accent thick from sleep. There wasn't really a reason why they were going to France, he didn't even know how they'd manage to get to France, but what was important was their destination. To him, having a destination to go to meant having a purpose to live. He ran a hand through his potentially too long hair, looking at the length as he sighed, wondering when he'd actually be able to get it cut. "The motel is just off a highway, we're going to wait out there and see if we can hitch a ride with someone," he said. He knew that in it of itself was dangerous, but he wouldn't let anything happen to Kit if it came down to that. He grew fond and protective of the boy, looking over at him with a small smile on his face.

Liam was behind the steering wheel, having taken it over after Niall because he knew the other was getting tired and irked with Louis for continuously throwing food at him and not being able to retaliate. Liam had much more patience and didn't really care if Louis was throwing food at his head, so it was best that he was the one behind the wheel, at least till they got to their next destination which if he was honest he didn't really know since Louis spilled his coffee over the paper they had written their location plans on like a week ago, but it was France, what part no one knew. Glancing to his side Liam smiled softly as he used his elbow to nudge at Harry,"You alright mate?" He asks, pulling off onto the high way smoothly, very such an old looking car it rode much smoother, nor did it have as many issues as Liam had thought when Harry had shown them the giant hunk of metal. "We've only got a couple of hours till we reach Barcelona mate, get excited, there are some cool museum there for your inner hipster to see"

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Kit groaned as he tucked his leg up closer to his chest, and his foot away from Casper. He felt groggy and tired still, his bones ached and his head felt like it was filled with damp cotton."How about we not?" Kit mumbled just loud enough for the other to hear him before he pulled the blanket over his head in hopes that he could fall back asleep. He knew it wasn't likely since the time to sign out was ten am and it was nearing every second Kit stayed in the not so comfortable bed. "The motel is just off a highway, we're gonna wait out there and possibly get into a car that is driven by a murderer" Kit starts off mimicking Casper's accent to the best of his abilities before getting stressed out in his own, far different Colombian accent. He wasn't very fond of hitchhiking, he would go as far as saying it scared the crap out of him but he hasn't died yet and he had Casper with him. "What time is it Cas?"

@ zayn.

Harry groaned as soon as Liam elbowed him in the side. "I'm going to smother him with a pillow," he said as he moved his hair off the back of his neck and into a bun, "If I murder him, do you promise to help me bury the body?" He was joking, obviously, because Louis was their brother as much as he was an annoyance. It was probably because of all the pent up energy that came from being stuck in a car for so long. He perked slightly at the idea of them venturing to Barcelona, knowing that he could probably convince Liam or Zayn to go to some of the museums that were scattered around. "Do you remember if we still have my camera?" He asked, going to look inside the glove compartment. He was sure that it wasn't going to be in there, but he wanted to pretend that it wasn't in the back with the rest of the food throwing children. When his small search turned out to be in vain, he looked pathetically over his shoulder at his bag that was far too close to Louis for his liking. Things had ended up going missing the entire ride, misplacement or forgetting them in random hotel rooms they stopped by every so often, but Harry was sure that it was inside his bag. He closed the glove compartment, paying attention instead to Liam.

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Casper shook his head. "You know that there is nothing left for us around here," he said, looking through his bag and retrieving a breakfast bar. He threw it at Kit, smirking once it landed on top of his head. "By the way, Kit, that is a horrid impression of me. Regardless, we won't get into a car with a murderer," he muttered, knowing that he couldn't say anything for sure. It was a concern, for sure, but he didn't know how they were going to go great distances without hitchhiking. He searched for more food in his bag, humming when he didn't find anything. He decided that they would find more food wherever they got dropped off. There was a vague idea that this wasn't fair for Kit, but he refused to ask if the boy could continue going on because he feared the answer he would get. He knew that Kit could be vocal if he wanted to be, which was why he decided that the boy was fine if there was no complaining about this. Glancing at the clock, he squinted his eyes, "says fifteen til ten." There was a sigh, knowing that they had to get going relatively soon. "Go shower, you smell," he said, walking over to the boy and tapping his head, "come on, liten fågel, shower time." There was a small smile of adoration as he looked at the other boy, waiting for him to wake up fully.

Liam held in the laugh bubbling up his chest because he knew that if he did laugh, all the food will be thrown at him and Harry instead of Niall who was currently distracting the other well enough that the others, including Zayn could go on in peace, or as much as peace as they could. "We could dump him out at night, by the highway, down some rocks you know," Liam kept his voice hush, glancing to the side to see Harry looking through the glove compartment for his camera. He was pretty sure they haven't lost it, they had a small checklist of things they could not forget at any place, and Harry's camera along with the car keys was on it. "Think it might be in your bag mate," he says uselessly because he sure as hell can't get into the back and get it, and he doubts Harry really wants to when Louis is being a early morning menace. "Zayn mate, could you get Harry's back, need something important from there" he calls out, knowing that Louis rarely messes with Zayn, especially in the mornings when the lad is still a bit groggy and sleepy.

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'There's nothing left for us anywhere' Kit thought to himself, and kept it in his head as he didn't want to say anything depressive or upsetting to Casper because he knew it wouldn't get them anywhere. Groaning he pulled the blanket down and grabbed the breakfast bar, glancing down at it before giving a full body yawn, stretching out his arms above his head and relaxing once he heard that satisfying cracking sound in his bones. "If I do say so myself I think it was pretty good, and your accent is hard alright" Kit said cheekily as he rolled onto his back and smiled up at Casper once he was hovering over him. "Lifen fågel" He hummed, sitting up in the messy bed and smiling contently at Casper because he was happy, even in the shitty situation they were in Kit could honestly say that he was happy and it had all to do with having Casper. "Leave me half of it yeah" He said, grabbing the bar and handing it over to Casper because Kit knew better. Climbing out of bed he went over to his beaten up bag and grabbed his shit tooth brush with the frizzy bristles and the toothpaste he stole from some store some cities away,"How do you say 'you're a loser' in Swedish? Asking for scientific purposes"

@ zayn.

Harry quietly chuckled himself, shaking his head. "Thinking about it, if he died and came back as a ghost, we may be annoyed for eternity versus just until he is old enough to be put in a nursing home far away from us," he said. Suddenly he remembered exactly why he enjoyed Liam, making grabby hands at his bag that Zayn tiredly handed him. "We'll get you coffee soon, mate," he said, looking back at Zayn with a large smile. The older man nodded slowly before he went to duck his head back down into his pillow. He shuffled through his bag, happily retrieving out his camera. He kicked his bag down into the floor of the passenger's seat, ignoring everything else in favour of making sure that his camera didn't receive any damage from Louis' food fight in the back. The clouds moving above them, radiating white off the gleaming sun, made him want nothing more than for them to pull over and allow him to snap a few shots of the area around them. "Barcelona, though?" He asked, looking back over to pay attention once more. He hardly knew what was on the list since he was there for the journey instead of needing an agenda of where they are going and what they will see.

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Casper was glad to see Kit up and awake once more, even let out a small laugh. It was always the mornings when he reflected on his choices, wondering if this was the best option for Kit or if he was just dragging him around like a rag doll. Once he grabbed the bar from the other, he nodded slightly. He wasn't going to eat half, potentially only taking a few bites before giving the rest off to the other. "I have forgotten my native tongue, suddenly," he said offhandedly. He opened the bar and took a few bites of it, setting it down on the side table of the bed, deciding to skip out on a shower. He turned on the news, wanting to know the weather forecast to be aware of if he should be getting them another night due to poor weather. Casper pulled on his ratty Timberland's, the last present he got from his parents before he decided to skip out on town. He shook his head slightly, deciding to forget about his past as best as he could. "Remember to wash behind your ears," he called, not bothering to look at the bathroom as he impatiently waited for the weather forecast to appear on the television.

Liam didn't want to imagine Louis pestering them for eternity, it was a terrifying thought if he was honest. He couldn't imagine a ghost version of Louis just drifting around grabbing solid object and throwing it at them, tripping them when they don't notice, and possible trying to start a water fight at the middle of the night. Yeah, it didn't sound like so much fun especially when Liam's old and wrinkly and slow. "You're the best " Liam says, receiving just a groan from the lad who Liam knew was cuddled back up on one of the bed just trying to rest up as much as possible. Liam wasn't sure how someone could sleep through the early hours of the day, if he woke up after nine then he felt like he was wasting his day. "Yeah, Barcelona Harry, it's really close to France so it wont hurt to make a stop there." He informs the other, having tried to memorize some parts of Europe so they wouldn't be completely lost if something happened to their maps or devices. "It'll be sick, imagine the food there, Spain has such good food."

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"Oi, I hope you hadn't called me something mean Casper" Kit calls out from the bathroom, not bothering to close the door because it was easier for them to chat without it blocking their voices. Going to the sink he quickly brushed his teeth and then undressed, thanking everything in the world for motels having small bathroom items like soap and shampoo which he knew so many people took advantage of when these items were luxuries to him and Casper. Kit was definitely going to take any of the extra stuff from here. Turning the water on he washed himself without patience, knowing that it was quick time for them to leave. "Yes mama, I know" he calls out with a grin, washing his hair with a little of the tiny shampoo and then washing it out before he got out the shower and took one of the motel towels and dried himself. "Do you not want a quick shower Cas?" Kit questions, walking out of the bathroom and going into his small duffel and pulling out a pair of black sweats and a white wide neck t-shirt and pulling it all on.

@ zayn.

Harry nodded his head, looking out the window once again. "I forgot we were even in Spain," he said honestly, looking around their surroundings. He liked the feeling of not knowing exactly where they were, like he could get lost but he was still surrounded by people who he loved and trusted with everything. Once a gummy hit him in the back of the head, he turned around and groaned before laughing, deciding to climb into the back as he honestly forgot his conversation he was trying to have with Liam. He went to tackle Louis playfully, moving to take him down even though he was only bombarded with more gummies flying into his face. "Liam," Harry cried as he was being taken down by Niall and Louis, "I am going down, tell my mum I love her." Zayn was heard groaning, curling closer into himself as the three lads laughed as they playfully fought in the back of the van. It was easy like this, Harry knew, that they had no where they were suppose to be and he could spend his days travelling and having a good time.

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Casper playfully gasped, "Why, I would never call you a mean thing in my entire life." He focused mostly on the news, though he was more worried about the hitchhiking. Maybe he should discuss it with Kit, make sure that everything was fine and that they didn't have to leave this place if he didn't want to. They could settle down, Casper knew that vaguely, but he wasn't exactly ready to stop running away from his own mind. He might settle down if Kit needed that, though. This train of thought was disrupted by the boy walking into the room, rolling his eyes as he saw the other dressing in front of him. "Nah, I took a shower a while ago. Might play up the dirty and starving ruse when we get picked up," he said, though he was feeling like he was certainly both those things. He went to pick up the breakfast bar, pressing it into the boy's hands. "Now, eat it and we can get going," he instructed before he collected all his things, turning off the television, and getting the key to the motel. They wouldn't be returning, he was sure of it.

Liam rolled his eyes fondly at the other, was he the only one who even remembered which country they were in? He had a feeling like he was, he was blaming the long car rides that made everyone tired."I hope you are going down Haz, you left my alone at the front" Liam had a feeling like he ought to tell the boys to be careful in the back but he didn't want to baby them, they were all grown here and he was sure they had enough of that from their mothers. "Guys be careful" he said, sighing as he hadn't been able to hold his tongue. It was Louis who was the first to react, pushing a hand against Harry's face and pushing him away before he climbed up to the front,"Sure thing Daddy Payno," Louis says, hitting Liam in the temple with a gummy bear before he gets pulled back by Niall who argues 'What if he swerves and crashes Lou, what if we die'. Louis waves gently swats Niall away before he climbs into the seat that Harry had left vacant,"Thanks for the seat curly" Liam just groans.

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Kit playfully huffed, slipping on a battered pair of vans that have certainly seen better days on,'We'll see about that, one day I'll learn some Swedish so I could tell if you're being an ass" he jokes, taking the breakfast bar and frowning because there was way more than half left and he knew that Casper just took maybe a bite or two, small ones at that. Rolling his eyes he broke the bar in half and shoved part of it to Casper,"Eat it, being hungry doesn't feel good, I know it doesn't," he pushes. Kit knows Casper tries to take care of him, often lets him sleep longer and lets him eat more too but he doesn't like it, it doesn't make him feel so good knowing that Casper is just as starved as he is. Kit quickly took some items from the bathroom, just so they'd have some stuff on their travels and the nights they can't afford a motel. "Vamos, this place is dingy"

@ zayn.

Harry sent a sympathetic look to Liam. "Lou, come here and wake up Zayn, it'll be fun," he said, trying to coax the other into the back of the van once more. It seemed to interest the man who took his seat, crawling back to where Zayn groaned and snuggled more into the blankets. "Zaynie," Louis whined, getting close to the other's face and blowing in his ear. Harry took the opportunity to steal his seat back, trying not to notice the sound of Zayn hitting Louis. "I am back," Harry said, with a grin as he ruffled the man's hair. Niall seemed to become disinterested in what Zayn and Louis were doing, instead managing to stuff his upper torso between the driver and passenger seat. "When are we getting food, Li? I am hungry," he complained. Harry looked over at Liam as well, wondering when they were going to get food, he also wanted to get Zayn some coffee or something to apologise for sicking Louis on him.

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"I think you should learn that I would never say anything so harsh to you, Kit," Casper said as he shrugged. He almost refused to accept the bar, but knew that it would probably cause more problems than he was willing to accept. He took a few extra bites, still wanting to offer Kit all of what he was eating. He watched the other collect everything before he wrapped an arm around the boy's neck. "Let's get going," he said as he went to the front desk and turned in the key for the both of them. It was time to leave and he knew that the motel was just off the highway. It was going to be easy enough for them to get back on the road. "If you'd like, I might be able to get us some food, maybe at a little restaurant. McDonald's," he said, almost cringing at the idea that was the best he could do for the boy he decided to take care of himself.

"Good, everyone knows Louis at the passenger seat is never a good idea" Liam jokes, earning a gummy bear being throw at it though it misses and hits the glass in front of him. Huffing Liam grabs the little red gummy bear and throws it behind him without looking, hoping it hit Louis. Getting both of his hands back on the wheel Liam tries to not look at the side view mirror so he could see what Louis is up too. "I don't know" Liam admits, looking at the signs on the road before one comes up with the words Motel, and food on it, and then how far it is,"Alright we could go to McDonalds? Apparently it's just a mile away, how does that sound lads?" Liam asked, feeling hungry himself since the last stop they didn't really eat, just got some gas and quick snacks that wouldn't fill any of their stomach up.

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Kit didn't say anything, just smiled because he knew it was true. Casper wasn't the type to be an ass to him. "Eat it Cas, what if you die from starvation, who will I travel with then?" Kit asked rhetorically, pushing the others hand away in hopes that he would fucking listen. Wrapping his arm around Casper's waist Kit walked along with the other, keeping pressed close as they returned the keys to the room at the front and exiting the motel,"There's a McDonalds to the right, come on, I'm pretty sure I have like three euros and some coins in my bag" Kit agrees, having remembered that he left the money in one of his socks and it spilled out to the bottom of his bag. The euro saver was their best fucking friends, he was sure they could each get a apple pie or sugar donuts, sure it wasn't the healthiest but really what options did they have?

@ zayn.

Harry laughed as he nodded. "It's almost as good of an idea as letting Zayn drive in the morning," he continued on, peeking over his shoulder at the now awake man. He was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he sent a glare Harry's way. Niall nodded his head, Harry guessing he got all the information he needed as he went back to messing around in the back with Louis. "I think they've decided collectively they'd eat anything at this point," he said, deciding to focus attention back to Liam. He couldn't help but think that he had the best group of people here, making his smile only grow wider. "How long have you been driving, though?" He asked, rolling down his window as he stared at the sky that was in front of them. He decided to grab his camera and angle it up to the sky, taking a picture of it despite the slightly shaky way the van tended to move. It was an old van, Harry got it for a fairly cheap price due to the engine being short of shit, but he had managed to get someone to fix it for him for roughly free. That didn't stop him from trying to occasionally convince a few people that he had done it all himself.

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Casper sighed before he nodded, finishing it off quickly before he thought hard about it. It wasn't that he didn't love food, of course he did, but he just wanted to make sure that Kit wasn't hungry if he could help it. "You could find someone, but none of them would be as nice as me," he said, grinning as he kept the other close to him. It was easy enough for them to stay close, especially because of them spending so much time around each other since they had no one else. There were times where he wondered if they ever would need someone else, especially when their money was dwindling down like it was recently. He didn't know how they were going to get more money, but he found himself nodding at Kit's request to go to McDonald's. "Yeah, let's go," he said, "I think I have four or five euros, we might be able to get a real meal." He didn't want to waste their money supply, but decided that it was okay if it meant staying full for a while. This wasn't actual food, but it was much better than just eating breakfast bars and chips every day.

Liam couldn't agree more, he was ready to eat anything at this point. Nothing could compare to home cooked meals so fast food restaurants and some ideas fancy upscale places were their best friends. Liam knew that once he got back home he was going to need to work out for days on end to get rid of the weight he had been gaining over the past couple of weeks. But for now the extra pounds weren't even on his mind. "Alright lads, we'll dine in. I think we all need a break from this van" he could hear Niall in the back let out a cheer, probably tired of Louis and he was sure they'd all like to walk a bit beside Zayn that is. "Careful Haz" Liam warned off handedly as he drove, being able to see the fast food restaurant just ahead of them.
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Kit wasn't going to bother with finding someone, he couldn't wrap his mind around the thought of doing this with anyone else but Casper. They were practically attached to the hip at this point and if anything happens Kit is going down with Casper. He wasn't going to be able to manage without the other, he knows it because before he meet him Kit was in a absolute rut, in a continent he didn't even fucking know scrap about. "Let's not get too crazy here" Kit jokes, squeezing the others waist. Kit would be happy with the bare cheese burger they had on the euro saver. He nearly forgot about the breakfast bar, unwrapping what was left of it and eating, it didn't taste the best, just a basic bat but it calmed the pain of an empty stomach well enough to fool Kit into thinking he could make it.

@ zayn.

Harry smiled over at Liam when he heard the other discuss the idea of getting out of the van, happy with the idea of going inside to eat. He was definitely going to go on a cleanse of some sort diet wise when he got home, the grease and oil from the foods they decided to eat were really getting to him. He would probably kill a man for a kale smoothie, he thought amused. When Liam gave out the warning, he rolled down the window further, going to hang out the window and sat on the ledge that it gave him. "I can't hear you, Liam, I am sorry," he yelled over the rushing wind. He let go of his hold on the roof for a split second, his other hand occupied by the camera, before he even spooked himself out a bit, grasping it for dear life. He heard Louis give off a cheer, demanding that he do it next. Harry only laughed once he decided that Liam's reaction was enough, slipping back in after a few minutes. "I am all in one piece, maybe I'll be the next member of jackass, do you think I'll do good?" He asked, looking behind him at Niall who was simply laughing while Louis was smiling and nodding. Zayn was still curled up in his blanket, staring sleepily at the blankets that littered the floor of the van. It was easy, living like this, though it was funny to freak Liam out sometimes. He placed his camera on the dashboard, smiling in victory since he had long ago got the shot he wanted.

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Casper laughed before he pressed a small kiss to Kit's temple. It was a nice gesture, one that his mother always use to give him when he was being silly or sweet. Sometimes he missed his mamma, but he knew that she was much better off without him. He learned enough from her, at least enough to be a semi responsible parental figure for Kit. They were roughly the same age, but he still took responsibility over him and swore to protect him and do what was right. There was a pang of guilt that struck him as they started walking toward the McDonald's, the realisation that he was keeping Kit from being safe with the risk he took by asking people to give them rides. "We can get a few hamburgers for the rode, especially since they're so inexpensive, you know," he said. It was the most logical idea he had, though they would easily grow stale. They had ate worse, he was sure, though he didn't know exactly how bad they'd go to get nutrition - what little nutrition hamburgers could hold, at least. He thought if they could start a life together, maybe in France. They could rent out a nice cottage in the rural area, maybe spend time gardening. Casper always enjoyed gardening as a child, it helped calm him down, he even went as far to name ever pansy and petunia in his mamma's flower bed. The memory brought a small smile on his lips as he nudged Kit's head with his own. "One day we'll get a garden, yeah?" He asked, his voice pleasant yet distant as he was reminiscing the past.

Liam could definitely feel his heart beat increase, thudding in his chest rapidly as his left arm swung to the side and he clutched tight to Harry's thigh, praying that the other wasn't going to tilt too far to the side and fall, hit his face against the concrete and die. God, Liam could not imagine having to tell Anne that her son died because he was basically out of a window with his fucking camera being a damn hipster at the maximum level. "Harry please" Liam says, his voice strained as he tried to not slow down a bit in case Harry did fall out. "Lou, shut up, you're not trying next, if so god helps me" Liam feels exasperated, not being able to believe he was dealing with these fucking children. Once Harry was back in his seat in one piece Liam hits him on the arm, trying to be stern when he could feel a laugh bubbling in his chest. His fucking boys were ridiculous and were always trying to give him heart attacks but he wouldn't have them any other way. "No I don't, you'd suck and probably die at the tender age of 21" Putting on his signal Liam slowed down and took the turn, finding a spot in the lot and parking."Alright lads, get out, there's a three hour ride after this to Barcelona, and then France" he tells the other, unbuckling his seat belt and taking the keys out.

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Kit closed his eyes for a second and turned his face into Casper's cheek, chuckling softly at the sign of affection. It had first felt weird, having someone hug him, kiss him, run their hands through his hair, he wasn't used to someone being so comfortable and affectionate with him, not since he left home years and years ago, it had even felt foreign before. But now it left a warm puddle in his stomach because Casper was always gentle and kind and amazing, he made this struggle of theirs not feel so fucking rough as it actually was. Kit wouldn't make it alone."Sounds fine with me" Kit told the other, he wasn't fussy about that. He knew the food would get old and a little stale but he's gone days without anything in his stomach, he could eat a two day old hamburger just fine and happily at that. "A garden?" Kit asks, smiling at the thought,"That'd be nice, you could plant pretty flores" He could see it, Casper planting flowers while Kit made some lemonade for them to drink and then just lay about watching the other make something beautiful."Could you imagine it, if we had a kitchen, all the food we could cook"

@ zayn.

Harry laughed ridiculously loud, arms wrapped around his stomach as it started to ache from how much laughing he was producing. He didn't even know why he found it so funny, it was more idiotic and dangerous - probably something that Louis would do more than himself. But that was probably what made it so great, the fact that he did something that he doubted he'd ever do. It was the small things that made this trip so great, the ability to do whatever he wanted without thinking too hard about the consequences since they were too far away from him. "I don't think I would die. Though I would love to get mouth to mouth from you," he said, winking dramatically at Liam which sent him into another fit of laughter. Eventually the rest of the three lads joined in, laughing loudly and patting Harry on the back. When they stopped, everyone practically tumbled out of the van in a fit of giggles. Zayn was taking the rear, sluggish still from having just woken up while Louis seemed to be helping him stay more a less upright. Harry held the door opened for the other four, smiling as he allowed them in, only trying to shut the door once Niall was about to walk through the door. It turned into an almost fight, Niall laughing as he was close to chasing Harry through the fast food restaurant with his fist clenched.

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"Mamma would buy these beautiful red and yellow flowers and plant them in the flowerbed. She would let me water them and I would pick them and we would make these wonderful flower bracelets," Casper said, still thinking about the past. He sometimes missed his mother, but he knew it was best that he left. He wondered if she'd take him back home, but there was no way he'd even set foot again in Sweden if he had anything to say about it. Kit brought him out of him, smiling as he nodded. "I know how to make some mean pancakes, you know," he said with a wink. They came to the entrance of the McDonald's just in time to see a trail of lads going inside as well, he tilted his head to the side. "We are gonna be surrounded by idiots, sound the alarms," he said with a wide grin before he held the door open to allow Kit in first. He kept pressed against his side, as if someone would try to steal the other boy from him. It was his worst dream, thinking about being left without Kit in his life. It wasn't even a thought that he wanted to decide was okay.

Liam was used to the trouble the boys could cause, and that's not to say that he doesn't sometimes partake in it too but often than not he tries to not get reeled into it. Biting down of his full bottom lip Liam watches Harry and Niall run about the restaurant, it wasn't really crowded, just an old couple to the side, a dad and his two kids and two guys who walked in just after Niall and Harry's little game. "Guys watch it, you might bump into people" he warns giving the two boys a sheepish smile because sometimes it was embarrassing that the group of young twenty year olds carry themselves like they were still fourteen and fifteen and on a footy field. Zayn went off to take a seat at one of the big tables for large groups, and Louis stood with Liam looking tempted to join in on the chase. None of the workers really looked like they cared, if anything this could be the most exciting thing that happened in the day for a McDonald's locate in the middle of who the hell knows where.

Kit chuckled as he entered the McDonald's to see a group of boys, looking so where around their age causing a ruckus, well at least two of them were, running about the store. "At least they're cute" Kit offers as he slides his hand down Casper's arm and grabs a hold of his hand because if he was honest Kit didn't do well in crowded places, especially young people or young adults. He wasn't sure where the fear came from but they made him nervous, especially if they were cute. "Could I sit while you order? " He asks the other, watching his step in case the two guys came around and collided with either Cas or himself like the cute one with the arms was saying. "You can get me anything, I'll eat it"

@ zayn.

Harry and Niall eventually gave up on the chase, instead, Niall went and sat with Zayn at the table. Harry went next to Liam, standing at the counter just before either of them ordered. "Hey, can you order for us?" He asked, Louis seeming to agree as he looked over to where Zayn was. It was almost like a magnet effect, Louis and Zayn being attached to the hip since they knew each other, a few years before university. Harry nodded his head and went to go back and sit down with the other four, simply happy to be out and walking again. They made small talk, Zayn being the least to say anything as he just inserted the occasional one liner. "You know, we should go play some footie after this. You still got the ball, Lou?" He asked, looking at Louis who grinned devilishly and nodded. "Yeah, I will beat all your asses, too. I should've quit uni so that I could have become a professional footie player. I could be in the World Cup right now," he said, wiggling his eyebrows. The group erupted into laughter, Louis included, before they continued chatting.

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Casper wrinkled his nose. "No one is as cute as you, min älskade," he said as he laughed anyways. He was quick to connect their fingers, happily keeping Kit close to him. He thought maybe they could get some chicken nuggets, switch it up, since a hamburger was cheap and they could easily afford to buy something different if that was all they were going to have to eat. He looked over at the man nearest to them, catching his eyes as he quickly looked away in fear of what would happen if they continued to look at each other. When he heard that Kit wanted to leave, he scanned the room for an empty place before he decided that there was plenty of seats and no real threats there. "Yeah, go find us a seat, thank you," he said as he watched the other leave. He stood awkwardly, running a hand through his hair as he looked at the menu he already had memorised, it hardly changed from place to place they went to. He looked up again, only to catch the man's eyes again and quickly look down, embarrassment turning his face red.

Kit had no clue what Casper said in Swedish but it sounded sweet and so he chuckled, nudging the other in the side and rolling his eyes,"Oh I know that already, don't need to tell me" Kit says cheekily, pressing his cheek against Cas' shoulder and looking up at the menu though he wasn't really searching for anything to eat on it, he really would be okay with eating with anything. Once he got the yes from Casper Kit took a step away from the other and scanned the area, thinking of a place to sit before he decided that the seats off to the far right corner of the group of boys was best since it was farther from the windows, it being just three tables away from the four boys. "Over there" he signals to Casper before he lets go of his hand and takes off to the seats. Sitting with his back against the wall so he could keep Casper in his view Kit placed his bag down between his feet securely and then crossed his arms over the table, keeping his eyes low and tried to keep himself unnoticeable. He felt paranoid, like the group of lads to the side would start talking crap about his dingy shirt and worn shoes, his messy unkempt wavy hair or the clearly tired look on his face.

Liam wasn't at all shocked that the boys didn't want to order for themselves, he was used to it anyways and it didn't even bother him, it was better anyways that he just did it since he knew all of their orders and god knows that if someone like Louis was to order he wouldn't even bother getting the right orders like Niall's number one without pickles or Zayn's chicken wrap with extra ranch sauce. Looking up at the menu he checkedot see if what all the boys liked to eat was there first before he looked back down, catching eyes with the other guy, watching him quickly look away and blush? Liam wasn't sure what it was but he was cute and it wouldn't hurt to start a little conversation between the two right? Smiling Liam clears his throat a bit to get the others attention,"Sorry about my boys, they're a little too lively" he jokes, a smile on his lips. Liam just hopes he doesn't seem creepy but instead friendly, he's pretty good at making friends and small talk but sometimes he knows he can come off as weird or nosey or just plain talkative. "Nice weather we're having?" he tries again.

@ zayn.

Harry stopped listening to Louis go on and on about his amazing football skills as he saw one of the boys sit down. He couldn't help the smile that came across his face. He almost wanted to walk over to him and try to make him smile, already knowing that he'd have a beautiful smile. It didn't take long of him looking at the other before he excused himself from the table, taking the hair tie out of his hair and letting his curls fall freely down to his shoulders. He slipped over to sit across from the boy, unsure of it he should have really done this in retrospect. An easy grin came over his lips as he leaned on the table, elbows on the surface as he looked at the other. "I tried to think of a pickup line to tell you, but you're so beautiful I can hardly think," he tried, only finding himself laughing at his own joke. He hardly even noticed the way the boy looked far too tired, scrawny, and that his clothing may have been a bit dingy. He only saw the way that his eyes still seemed to sparkle some and the pink of his lips that Harry was sure he could press his own lips against. He didn't notice when or why, but suddenly he was very taken by the boy.

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Casper didn't realise the man was talking to him at first, almost ignoring him completely until no one answered. It suddenly became known that the man was talking to him, which made him look up at him and try a smile. "It's okay, I am sure your boys are just fine. I almost didn't notice them, really," he said, which was a complete lie since Kit had brought it to his attention just how attractive they were. It was the truth, they all were attractive in their own way. He noticed the man's accent was English, making him wonder why he was so far away from home. He decided the same could be said about his own home, but it wasn't usual to find someone in such a small area that didn't sound like they were from around it. Casper smiled back regardless of himself, shrugging his shoulders a little. "It's hot, I walked from the motel down the road and I about melted, you know," he said, laughing slightly as he ran a hand through his greasy hair. He wished he had taken Kit's offer to taking a shower, though he didn't know that he was going to meet someone like this man before him.