My dearest // a Larry Stylinson fan fiction

Chapter 1: Waking Up

Harry's POV:

"HARRY!! YOU'RE GOING TO MISS THE BUS AND BE LATE FOR SCHOOL IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF BED" Ugh I hate school I thought to myself.

"Okay I'll get up in 5 minutes just let me sleep in a little bit more and then I'll get dressed" I mumbled.

The first thing I saw as I opened my eyes was a blurry outline of my mom standing in the doorway, the only thing I could really make out properly was her dark brown hair that was shoulder length that didn't seem to be brushed yet and her light blue shirt that had white polka dots on it.

I rolled over and shoved my head into my pillow and huffed.

"Great another day of being pushed around and tripped in the hallways" I said into my pillow right before I sat up and stretched.

I stood up from my bed and rubbed my eyes so hard that I saw what looked like the black and white static dots on the telly, I scratched my arm and ruffled my curls that were hanging loosely over my eyes and then walked over to my closet and grabbed black skinny jeans and a plain black t-shirt and put them on.

I walked downstairs to the kitchen where my mom and sister were now sitting and eating cereal and toast.

I rolled my eyes at Gemma who seems to have ate the last of the Cheerios and then grabbed a banana and quickly ate that before I ran off to the bathroom where I washed my face and brushed my teeth and tried to fix my hair, "I really need a haircut" I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror.

Right as I put my purple trainers on I heard the bus pull up to the stop that was conveniently located right in front of my house. I opened the door and shouted a quick goodbye and love you to my mom and Gemma and then ran to the bus.

The bus ride to school was very quiet and took about 15 minutes. There were only three other people on it besides me.

One of the people was an old lady who seemed to be around 70, as her hair was quite grey and she had quite a bit of wrinkles.

She had brown eyes and was sitting a few rows back from me.

She seemed quite friendly and I could tell she was beautiful in high school, and I'm not saying she isn't beautiful anymore but I mean that she probably had boys all over her in high school.

A few rows ahead of me was a young boy who seemed to be around 10.

I only got a quick glimpse of his face since I usually sit in the middle area of the bus and he was in the front of the bus but from what I saw was he had really rosy cheeks and had bright blue eyes and had tons of freckles.

I could see just the top of his head which was layered with chocolate brown hair, just a little lighter than mine.

He was quite adorable, he sort of reminded me of a chocolate lab.

The other person on the bus was the driver.

I always had the same bus driver so I pretty much knew everything about her, well at least I think I do. I never really speak to her but from my judgement she seems to be in her mid 40's and is going through a midlife crisis, maybe a divorce from her husband or even wife.

I assume she has 3 kids, probably all around my age.

She had quite a large nose and she had jet black hair that is slowly turning to grey and she had brown eyes with dark bags under them.