Magic (Larry Stylinson)✔️

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Harry:

I smile at the boy and say a little goodbye before leaving. I have seen him sometimes in the cafeteria, he usually sit together with Liam Payne and sometimes Zayn Malik. I have never really talked to him because I am pretty shy and he is one of the most beautiful people in the whole world.

I walk on the bus that’s going to my street and put my headphones in. I let a smile cover my lips when the first song I hear is Decode with Paramore, they are a great band but I usually don’t listen to their music that much, bit Decode is a song that I have found myself listening to more and more lately. I would love to dance to it but Miss. Hills thinks that you should only dance ballet to classic music, how the hell will you ever get a challenge if you do the same thing over and over again?

I let the music drown my thought and just get lost in it. I always get lost in the music because it feels like my only way out from this world is to listen to music, I know it sounds crazy but I feel so alive listening to music and don’t need to listen to anything bad in my head.

I walk of the bus and see my mum in the garden when I come home, she loves her garden and I love her for that because we have a really beautiful garden.

“Hallo Honey how was your day?” She asks and I smile and tell her about how Miss. Hills want me to stand in the background. My mum and I can talk about anything and that is a thing that makes it so much easier with school and everything. She understood me when I said I wanted to dance ballet and not play football. Not like my dad who left a year later.

I don’t talk to my dad because he left us and I don’t need him, I have mum and Robin. Robin is mums new husband and I love him like he would be my dad, he acts more like a dad than my real dad ever did.

“I think Robin is in the kitchen making some food if you’re hungry.” Mum says and I give her a kiss on the cheek before walking in to the house. When I open the door I am met with the smell of food and I can feel how hungry I really am. I didn’t eat much in school because it was fish and I don’t like fish.

“Hello Harry, had a good day in school?”

“Hey Robin, yeah it was okay. What are you making?”

“Some chicken I hope you are hungry.” He says and gives me a smile. I smile back at him.

“Starving.”

“It will be ready in 30 minutes why don’t you go and do your homework?” He asks and I nod and walk out from the kitchen and up to my room. It’s not a big room and I wish it was bigger because I can’t really dance in it without falling over.

I put my books on my desk and sit down, I open my first book and realize that I have no idea about anything that I am supposed to do. I know that I need to pass math but the thing is I can’t understand math it’s like some different languish I don’t talk!

I look at all the numbers but don’t understand anything, how the hell am I supposed to pass this class if I have no fucking clue what I am doing?

Louis:

I sit down on my bed looking at my wall that is dressed with pictures. I like my wall because it’s personal with all my picture with all my friends. I love my friend and family.

I just wish there was one more face on that wall, but I know I can’t put a picture of him on my wall without seem like a creep so I better not. It’s creepy enough that I film him while he dances. Why the hell am I even doing that? It sounds so damn creepy.

But there is just something about him that makes me want to know every part of his life from the way he dances to everything else that I don’t know… I would like to start with his last name because all I know is that his name is Harry because the teacher said it to him.

“Louis mum wants you to help her with the food.” Lottie comes in to my room saying. I look at her and then down to the camera in my hand. Why do I depend on a dead thing so much that I don’t want to leave it in my room when my sisters are home? Aren’t you supposed to trust your family?

“Tell her I am doing my homework and can’t right now.” I say and Lottie looks at me like I am crazy.

“But you aren’t?” She says and looks at me like I am stupid.

“It’s a media thing” I say and show her my camera, she nods and leaves. I do know that I am done with all my homework and that I don’t actually have any, but I just don’t feel like helping with food. I kind of feel like putting this video to my computer and edit it together with the other once I have of him dancing. Those are a lot better than this because here he isn’t like he usually is, here he have to listen to whatever the teacher tells him.

I usually just film him when he is alone and dancing to some cool music. I don’t know how many times I have found him dancing to Sleeping with Sirens and I find that so freaking cool because he is dancing like ballet is what’s supposed to dance to that. I do not understand why his teacher wants him to dance classic music when he does so much better with different music.

He put so much emotions in what he does that words can’t describe it.

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Dedicated to : @Maria_LarryStylinson for being awesome