Styles Boys

Not as planned...

WARNINGS: Bullying, self-harm, suicidal thoughts,

^ I know right, it's such a change from all the other chapters.

NO hate to these people really!!! \/

Harry's POV:

I'm walking to lunch in my favorite dark purple skirt when I get shoved into the lockers. I turn around to see two girls laughing at me.

The blonde smirks and starts speaking first, "Watch where you're going, queer!"

The brunette cackles and adds, "Yeah! And by the way, skirts are for girls!" They start their annoying giggles again.

The blonde pokes my chest with an ugly colored nail, "I don't know who you think you are, but you need to leave! Leave Louis alone! He's ours. You don't even have the right things to make him happy!"

She gestures to my flat chest before the brunette whispers harshly, "Why don't you go kill yourself, freak!" They skip off down the hall, laughing.

I haven't done anything to them, but they're right. I could never make Louis happy. I should go kill myself so I won't bother Louis anymore. I know Edward and Marcel would be much better as twins, mom would be happier too. She wouldn't have to work so hard for extra money. And Louis would be happier with just Edward and Marcel.

Instead of walking to the cafeteria, I head for the bathroom. When I enter, no one is in there luckily. I go into a stall and close the door.

I pull out my razor I keep in my backpack for times like this. I take a deep breath before gliding it across my wrist.

It felt so good, I would be stupid to stop.

I kept going, pressing harder each time. Blood was dripping off the blade and out of my cuts.

I only thought one word "pretty".

Once I decided there were enough, I put my razor back into my bag. I left the stall and stood in front of the sink.

After I watched a little bit more blood flow down my arm, I got a paper towel and cleaned the blood. I winced at the contact at first but finished.

I left the bathroom after wiping the tears from my cheeks. I went straight to the cafeteria since lunch was still going.

When I entered, I saw Marcel and Zayn doing an assignment together, Louis and Edward whispering and smiling at each other, Niall and Liam were laughing and chatting happily.
I guess I was right.
They don't need me, no one does...

"Harry, there you are! Come over here!" Niall yells after he spots me. They all look up and grin at me.

I hesitantly start walking over but someone runs into my shoulder aggressively. I almost fall but catch myself quickly.

I look at the person who bumped and see it's those girls from earlier, "Ew! I just touched the queer! I'm gonna turn gay now!" The brunette shrieks. The blonde gags and plugs her nose.

After seeing my eyes tear up, they laugh and start to walk off. I notice everybody in the room staring and laughing too. I turn back around to face my friends.

Niall is faking a grin and awkwardly laughing too, Liam is frowning and averting my gaze, Zayn is looking down at his lap shaking slightly.

When I observe my brothers, Marcel is looking helpless and sad while holding on to Edward's arm. Edward, however, is giving the girls a dirty look as they walk away and is struggling to break free of Marcel's grasp.

I don't want to look at Louis, but I kinda need to know his reaction.

It's definitely not what I expect.

He isn't even sitting anymore. He had got up and is now glaring at the girls.

"Excuse me?" His voice echoed in the cafeteria and everyone froze. They all turned in horror and stared at Louis. The girls stopped. They didn't move at all. "What did you just say to him?" The rooms seems to shake at his voice. His eyes hold so much anger. The girls are crying silently as they turn around. He walks past me, towards the girls, "What gives you the right to say that to him? Answer me, bitches!"

The blonde scowls but mumbles, "He ran into us!"

Louis rolls his eyes and looks to the brunette, "Is that true, Eleanor?"

She looks at me then Louis. She whispers out, "Please stop Louis!"

He gives an evil smirk and gives her a stare, "Just tell me the truth and I might not have you push Taylor off the roof."

The blonde gasps and yells, "Tell him the truth!"

Eleanor screeches, "Fine! We pushed him! Just please get out of my head! Please!"

Louis breathes in deeply and Eleanor sighs in relief. "Now get out of here before I rip off your fake ass nails!" They sprint out of the cafeteria and Louis looks around the room, "This isn't a fooking porn! Stop watching!" Everybody quickly looks away.

Louis' eyes fall on me. His beautiful blue eyes soften when he realizes I'm shaking and sobbing. He speed walks over to me and embraces me in a comforting hug.

It seems like it lasted forever. Just me in Louis' arms, breathing in his amazing smell. It was a combination of vanilla and warm laundry. It makes me feel safe and warm.

My arms are loosely around his waist. His arms around my shoulders, hands stroking my curls.

I calm down and look up. His bright blues meet my sparkling green once more. He breaks eye contact to stare at my lips. He cups my cheek and leans down.

Is he going in slow motion or is it just my mind?
I think it might be me.

He moves his eyes back to mine before he goes further. Our lips meet, sparks fly!

His thin lips are so soft against mine. He is not as dominating as he usually is. We're just enjoying the moment.

I forget about what happened in the last hour and just embrace the fact that I'm kissing... him.
Not moving our lips, no tongue.
This is a perfect first kiss!
My first kiss is with Louis Tomlinson!

I thought to myself 'My life can't get any better than this!'
Oh if I only knew what the future would hold...