Lover of Mine - L.S

glitter bomb

Harry could smell the scent of boys deodorant and sweat as he walked down the hallway at school. You could say he was never much of a  "manly man" he liked art and reading, he didn't want to run around a field and play soccer all day, he wanted to cuddle up and watch movies and eat popcorn until his tummy hurt. He only had a few guy friends one of them being Niall, they had been best friends since pre school because Niall was the only one who stood up for Harry. The rest of the boys made fun of him and nicknamed him "fairy".

Harry dressed different and liked different things compared to the others and no one liked it. His only other friend was Sarah, sometimes Sarahs friends would talk to harry but they were never close. There was also Mitch, Sarahs boyfriend they were never close either he was nice though. 

Anyways, as Harry walked down the hallway in oversized baggy blue jeans, a pink fluffy knitted jumper and matching pink converse he heard the grumpy soccer players yelling "fairy" and as he opened his locker and bag of glitter fell out of it with a note reading "go live with the fairies". Niall turned around from his locker looking at Harry to see what the laughing was about. He slammed his locker shut making everyone go silent. 

while yes Niall did hang around Harry he was also very popular and if it wasn't for them meeting at such a young age he probably would've been one of the people that torments Harry. Niall lost it which he always does when someone does shit like this. "WHICHEVER FUCKER DID THIS IS GONNA FUCKEN PAY!" Niall screamed catching everyone off guard even Harry. "Niall it's okay I'm fine" Harry said quietly trying to stop Niall from getting in another fight for him. 

"was it you Payne? or you Mailk? nah let me guess Tomlinson right!?" Niall yelled going through all the soccer players trying to get at which one it was. "Niall seriously it's fine" Harry called out, "why don't you listen to the fairy" he heard one of them say but didn't see which one, Niall did though. "I told you that you were on ya last warning Malik, I told you what would happen if you did something" Niall yelled approaching the soccer player.

Malik, that was Zayn he was always the worst to Harry never sure why. "punch me I dare ya Horan I bet ya won-" Zayn really underestimated how much he pissed Niall off and with that Niall sent a hard punch into the side of his face. "oi cut it out Niall we need you to play this week" Tomlinsion yelled pulling Nialls had away before he had a chance to throw another punch. 

Tomlinson,  that was Louis he was short, shorter than harry he had brown hair and the most beautiful blue eyes you would ever see they sparkled even when he wasn't near sun. He wasn't always horrible to Harry, he had is moments of shoving him and calling him fairy but nothing like the other boys. 

"Pussy!" Zayn screamed trying to get a rise out of Niall but Louis had already dragged him far enough way. Niall stormed back to Harry "I am so sorry they keep doing this to you, I wish I could stop em' Haz. I'm sorry I had to do something" Niall said sadly knowing Harry hates when he makes a scene. "it only makes it worse when you react Nialler but it's okay" he smiled back trying to fight the tears. 

TW - mentions of su!c!de only touches on it 

Harry is so exsuasthed from the bullying, sometimes he thinks the world would be a better place without him but he loves his few friends and family so much he wouldn't ever go through with it.  He is just sick of feeling so hated and that he can't be himself. like why can't he just be who he wants to be?  Harry understands that sometimes people will put him down for being gay but why does it matter if sometimes he wants to wear some more "feminine" clothing why does that make him "fairy". 

Harry was sitting in English it was the only class he didn't have Niall and Sarah in so he sat by himself which he was happy to do, it meant he could listen to music and get his work done. He was quietly sitting by himself with is AirPods in listening to some old Fleetwood Mac when he felt the presence of someone sitting next to him.

A small tan boy with piercing blue eyes and chestnut brown scruffy hair with a white tee and black jeans was sitting down next to him. He smelt strong but didn't know what of. Harry took off his headphones out looking at the boy confused as to why he was sitting next to him. He didn't even realise Louis was in the class.

"Hello love" the boy smiled.