Where it all began [Larry Stylinston]

Chapter 9

[Louis]

The bell rings at the end of lunch, the cafeteria starts to empty quite quickly. Niall and Liam were the first to leave the table, saying their goodbyes and walking to their next class. Harry and Zayn were next, and I was left alone at the table. I get up soon after and heading down the hallway and to my locker. As I walk down the hallway I see a familiar face walking not too far ahead of me, I quicken my steps and keep my head down trying not to let them see my face. 

Right as I pass them I feel the collar of my shirt being pulled. I get pulled into the bathroom.

"So you think I wouldn't be able to find you if you had your head down, well you are wrong." They are still holding onto my collar, I try to move away from their grip but it only tightens.

"Don't try to get away," With that said they kneed me in the stomach. I collapse, they let go of my shirt's collar and I fall to the ground clenching my stomach. They kick me one more time in the ribs and then leave the room with a laugh, leaving me on the floor of the bathroom.

I try to get up but fail, my stomach hurts like hell, what was the reason for them kick me. I know they already hate me and they bully me but I never thought they would physically hurt me. 

I try to get up once more, my hand on the wall for support, I made my way to a standing position. I keep a grip around my stomach but push through the pain and walk out of the bathroom with a bit of a limp.

 As I walk down the hallway I see that there is no one there. It's just me. I make my way to my locker and grab my books before heading to my class. When I arrive at class the lesson has already started. The teacher quickly turns their head when they hear me enter the class.

"Your late Mr. Tomlinson" I keep my head down and walk into the class.

"Sorry it won't happen again"

"Take a seat" I look up and head to the back of the class, I take my seat in the far back of the class. I can feel my ribs throbbing in the side of me, my stomach feels like it's being twisted inside out. Damn, they can kick really hard. 

I don't pay too much attention to what the lesson was about, I doodle in my notebook, drawing random lines from one side to the page to the other side. I try to focus on anything else other than the pain. 

The bell rings and everyone starts to pack up, I am one of the last students out of the class, as I walk to the door I feel someone grab on my shoulder, I quickly turn around and see Nick standing right behind me. His grip on my shoulder tightens. 

He smirks and lowers his voice to a whisper "Trust me that was the lightest kick I could've given you, next time it will be a lot harder so you better suck it up." He lets go of my shoulder and walks out of the class leaving me standing in the middle of the class.

"Mr. Tomlinson you need to get to your next class" I look over at the teacher and nod my head, I walk out of the class and Harry is standing there waiting for me.

"What took you so long?" He pushes himself off of the wall and stands in front of me.

"Oh it was nothing, I just had to finish something." 

"Okay, well let's head to our next class" I throw my head back and sigh "What's wrong?"

"I just really don't want to go to any more classes" Mostly because Nick will be there and I don't want to see him, plus the class is two hours long.

"Alright then let's leave" I look at Harry and smile

"Okay, let's go" He smiles back. God, I could watch him smile forever. Harry moves beside me and we walk out the school's front doors and make our way through the parking lot to Harry's car.