🌻Sunflower volume 2🌻 (Larry Stylinson)

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September...

A new school year already.

Harry was nervous, it was a usual thing when it was a new school year.

New teachers. New classmates. New timetable. He didn't like new things. Changes. He liked routine and everything the same.

So getting him up and ready on his first day was stressful for Anne.

She eventually got him into the car and to school, thanks to lots of persuasion from Louis.

"Try not to worry." Louis told him as they waved Anne off. "Everything will be ok."

"Yeah. We'll see you at lunch." Gemma added.

Harry looked sadly at both of them.

Niall approached them, all smiles as usual.

"Niall's here now. You go with him and we'll all meet for lunch. OK?" Louis said. His heart was breaking because of Harry's sadness.

Harry nodded.

"Alright guys? All ready for a new year in hell?" He laughed. Louis shoved him, giving him a deadly glare.

"Shit. Sorry. Come on curly, let's go." He said, grabbing Harry's arm and walking away from the other two.

Harry looked behind him at Louis, who waved.

"Hope he'll be alright." Louis said.

"He's got Niall. He'll be fine. Don't worry." Gemma replied.

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"Harry? The teacher asked you a question." Niall whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry was staring at the empty page of his exercise book. He heard Niall and the teacher and the chatter going around the class.

It was all too much for him. Too much noise. Too many new people. New teacher. New classroom. New lessons.

Harry didn't reply. Didn't even acknowledge Niall or the teacher. The teacher gave up and went to someone else.

Harry's pulse was racing. He felt faint and panicky. His hands were shaking. He had tears in his eyes. He didn't want to be there.

"Are you ok Harry? You're shaking." Niall asked, looking at his friend.

Harry shook his head and stood up slowly.

He covered his ears and walked out of the classroom, tears now falling down his cheeks.

"Sir?" Niall said as the teacher saw what happened.

"Go with him." The teacher responded. He had read Harry's file and knew of his problems.

Niall rushed out of the door and caught up with Harry halfway down the corridor.

"Harry wait. What's wrong." He put his arm around Harry's waist and guided him to a bench in the hallway.

But Harry didn't want to sit there. They reached a door that lead outside and with a shaky hand, he opened it.

Harry took deep breaths as soon as they stepped out into the warm air. Niall lead him to a bench in the playground and they sat.

"Talk to me. Tell me how you're feeling." Niall said, his arm still around Harry's waist.

"T-Too m-much." He stuttered. His breathing was not quite right.

"Look at me. Breathe with me." Niall said.

Harry looked at Niall and copied him as he took deep breaths in and out. Soon he had calmed down.

"Tell me how you feel now."