Falling (H.S. X L.T.)

Chapter Fourteen

Summary of last chapter: Louis drops Harry off at his home the morning after they stayed at Niall's. Harry gets home and his mom is mad because he didn't tell her we was going out, Harry gets grounded and his pone taken. He can't go to any friends houses for a week. He ends up self harming that night in the shower.

Harry's Pov.
Monday morning I stared at myself in the mirror. There were seven cuts going horizontally across my left wrist. I knew for now I could cover them up with long sleeves, but how long would that work? I sighed. I wasn't proud of myself for starting again, but I needed it. I walked over to my closet and grabbed a pair of blue skinny jeans and a grey sweatshirt. I got dressed and walked into the kitchen. I decided not to eat breakfast, I didn't feel like eating. I knocked on Gemma's door softly, hearing a small 'come in'.

"Hey Gem, just letting you know I'm off to school." I said quietly. She was sitting at her desk, it looked like she was doing Uni work.

"Alright, see you later," she started, "and.... Harry if you ever need to talk... About anything at all, just come to me." Gemma pleaded, giving me a puppy dog look. I'm assuming this had to do with last night.

"I will Gem, but I got to go now. Bye bye." I rushed out, leaving her room and slipping my shoes on at the doorway. The routine was the same as usual, I got on the bus, Ed and his friends hassled me on it a bit, then we got to the school and all hopped off. I felt a grip on my book bag, yanking me back harshly when I was near the school doors. I turned to see Ed.

"What do you want?" I asked dully.

"Well, I just wanted to talk. Buddy." I could hear the sinister tone in his voice.

"About What?" I asked, I was starting to get anxious.

He stepped A little closer to me, breathing in my face.

"You think I didn't see you making out with that guy at the party? You really are a fucking fag aren't you?" Ed sneered, his breath didn't smell that great. My eyes began to water at the mention of Nick. I didn't let any of my tears fall, I couldn't.

Ed started talking again.

"I bet you guys went upstairs and he probably made a women out you, huh? Fucking faggot." He spat, my eyes threatened to spill their feelings as he spoke. Before he could say anything else I pushed past him and into the school building. I felt a few tears trickle down my cheeks, but I wiped them away before anyone noticed. When I arrived at my locker I was, as always, greeted by Niall, Liam, and Zayn. They all gave me small smiles they were still being cautious around me, unaware of how to act. It was kind of annoying honestly, they act like someone tried to murder me. I rolled my eyes at the awkward demeanor of all the lads.

"Guys you can stop acting like I'm going to break the second one of you speak. I'm fine, I just want you guys to act normal." I sighed in frustration, giving them all an annoyed look.

"Sorry Hazza. We just- we didn't know what to expect." Niall said, giving an apologetic smile.

"It's alright, but I'm okay, really." I assured, giving him a small smile. He nodded in response. After that they went back to normal, talking and laughing amongst each other. I looked across the hall to see Ed and Nick talking, they glanced at me and smirked devilishly. That can't be good. I gulped and eventually me and Niall walked to our first period class.

During the whole class Ed kept throwing balled up pieces of paper at me again, they had things like 'slut' or 'fag' written on them. I sighed and tried my best to ignore it, the last one he threw at me made my blood run cold though.

'Watch your back Styles'.
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It was now lunch time, me and Louis were sitting beside each other. The rest of the lads were across from us. Niall was talking about a concert that was coming up in about a month, he wanted us all to buy tickets and go with him. My and Louis were sitting a little closer than usual, our sides were touching even though there was plenty of room. I didn't mind though. Niall continued on talking about the concert.