Unexpected Stranger (EN)

*2*

*Harry*

The first tones of the song Two of us means, it's time to get up to school. I don't want to go there at all. I'd rather stay in bed all day. Although I don't like it, I turn off the noise coming from my cell phone and very reluctantly get out of bed. My first steps automatically lead to the bathroom, where I performed proper hygiene and returned to the room. I pulled some clothes out of the closet. Ready, along with the backpack, where I have stored all the things, I run down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning, honey," I heared as I steped into the kitchen. I looked around and saw my mother sitting at the table and Gemma sitting next to her. Oh, did I mentioned that I have a sister? I love her but sometimes I want to kill her. Like today. I have to go shopping for a prom dress with her. It'll be really fun.

"Hello, Mom, Gemm," I greeted them and sat down at the table myself. I throwed myself into those delicious pancakes without delay. There was silence during breakfast as well as on the way to school. Gemma has a car, so we were at school pretty early. I slamed the car door and headed for the entrance. I am ready for all the possible remarks that my classmates are able to make. And I'm not wrong. Access to the door is blocked by Nick and his group of idiots. I'm trying to get to school like an invisible mouse but it shouldn't be Nick not to grab my backpack and throw me to the ground. The whole group of stupid people laughed at it, as if he had done the funniest thing in the world.

"Hello bastard," Stan spat at me but I didn't answer. Suddenly he kicked me to my stomach. I wrapped my hands around my stomach and tried to cover any pain that he caused me. " Can't you speak?" Nick joined him. I just shook my head in disapproval because talking was too painful at the moment. Anyway if I spoke, I'd catch one for talking to him at all. I waited for another blow or swearing but there was some suspicious silence. I raised my head and saw that a blond boy was holding Nick's neck. I blink in surprise and absorb the fact that someone stood up for me.

"You will touch him one more time and I'll smash your mouth," the blond boy with the Irish accent growled at him. He let go of Nick and leaned over to see if I was okay. I just nod my head and take his helping hand. "You won't be on a side of a nasty bastard like him. Join us man, you really have strength," Nick said out of nowhere. The blond looked at me in surprise. I lowered my head quickly. At any moment I expected him to beat me as well. "Look, you dickhead, once again you say something disgusting about him or you reach out to him, I'll turn your face purple. By the way, I would not say something like that in the future if you don't want to have your face painted twice because you are insult me like that as well, "he said quite angrily. He really said that he is gay too infont of him here? Nick just rolled his eyes and he walked to school with his flock of sheeps.

"I'm Niall Horan, I'm new here," he shook my hand with a bright smile. "Uhm, I'm Harry. Harry Styles." I smiled and accepted the offered hand. "Nice to meet ya Harry. So could you show me where the fourth grade class is here? "He asked me with a glimmer of hope in his eyes." Yeah, I'm clearly heading there, "I smiled and walked toward the lockers. "Do you go there too? That's cool at least I'll know someone there, "he cheered and jumped slightly into the air. I just laughed at his gesture and pulled things out of the locker. As soon as we entered the classroom laughing, all the eyes stopped on us. I didn't show anything on myself. I sat down on my bench and Niall sat his ass right next to me. He pulled about 4 bags of food from his bag. I looked at him in amazement but he seemed to don't give a shit about it and started eating. I shook my head, laughing and turning my attention to the teacher, who had just entered the classroom. The teacher introduced the new student to everyone and started teaching. I devoted myself fully to the teacher's explanation but sometimes I glanced at Niall. Disgusted he layed on the bench, pretending to merge with the wooden surface beneath him. I couldn't hold a small chuckle and turned my gaze back to the teacher.

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"It's finally the end of this torture chamber," complained the voracious Irishman next to me. I had to laugh at his perception of school, which is exactly the same as my classmates. Today ran away faster than I expected and I couldn't be happier. I couldn't be more glad for Niall but nothing lasts forever. Niall waved furiously at a boy with a bicycle and a strange-looking helmet on his head, which meant we had to say goodbye and I noticed he had a backpack on his back. He's probably a student but from another school. I shook my head and headed for my sister's car. Of course it wouldn't be Gemma if she wasn't late. I sighed and leaned against the car. I shifted my attention to my phone, where I watched, what was going on in the world. And of course the world-breaking singer was being written about everywhere. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, preferring to hide my cell phone in my pocket. The boy is so lucky. No one condemns him for liking both sexes. He has everything he can think of and the person he loves. I would also like to know love. I want to experience all those beautiful things with the person I would love. I no longer want to fall asleep alone and wake up feeling like I'm useless. A laughing Gemma surrounded by a bunch of boys tore me out of my mind.

"Hello, Gemm," I greeted her, hiding my hands in my pockets. She just nodded and said goodbye to the crowd of people around her. She unlocked the car remotely and got into the car without a word. On the way, we talked about school, world news, and so on. My sister loves the "amazing" singer, so the conversation was mainly about him. She kept complaining about how much she wanted to go to the concert but she didn't have time to buy a ticket. I'm not surprised because a lot of girls love him and definitely a couple of boys too. I don't think that he is extra special or beautiful. I like his music but I don't need anything more. I'm not a crazy fan, who has to wear his T-shirts, go to concerts and ask for a signature or a photo. My sister is completely obsessed with it. My deliverance, not complete, was to stop the car at the store. We got out of the car and entered a really luxurious shop. I didn't even have to see the name of the store to know it was Gucci. I love the brand. My sister evaporated somewhere, so I went to look for Darcy. Darcy is perhaps the best saleswoman I've ever had the privilege of meeting. Not only was she beautiful, smart and talented but she was always able to advise which clothes are best suited for a given event.

"Grab the clouds, Darcy," I covered her eyes, waiting for her to recognize me. "Harry, is that you?" she asked with a slight nervousness in her voice. "Ringo," I laughed and hugged her from behind. "It's nice to see you, you haven't been here in a long time," she smiled and returned the hug. "You know, I didn't need new clothes but when my sister pulled me here, I'll look for a suit," I rolled my eyes at the fact that I'd have to listen to which dress suits her better. "Is Gemma here too?" " she asked, straightening some papers on the table. "Yes, unfortunately," I sighed. "Unfortunately, you said?," Gemma said behind me, slapping me lightly. "That's good, Harry, I'll take care of Gemma, you go look at that suit, "Darcy shook her head at me. I sighed. I didn't wait any longer and disappeared from the radar of the two women. My steps were directed to the men's part of the shop. I was like at home here, looking for the right suit to wear to the damn ball. Black suits seemed too ordinary to me, so I went around them. A white suit studded with black flowers caught my eye. I think I found the right one. I took it and went to the cabins so I could try it on. One of them was overcast, so someone was in it, so I took the other. The man muttered a song. His voice sounded very familiar to me, I just couldn't place it to the right person. 

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Yes another part of the story is here. I hope it's not that bad and you can really read that. I'll see you next time.

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