Wanna play Curly?

Chapter 9

-next day-
"Harry wake up!" Louis yells shaking me.

"Urgh.." I groan rolling over. He laughs and I hear little feet come in. All of a sudden two little people are on my bed jumping.

"Harry!" The twins scream. I sit up quickly at the shock.

"Oh my goodness.." I say. I grab them and tickle them. They burst out laughing and scramble away. Louis' just standing there with a smirk.

"Get up." He says throwing a pillow at me. It hits me making my hair sprawl across my face. I glare at him and he scurries away laughing. I smirk and get up. I shower quickly and get dressed. I grab my books and phone heading downstairs.

Me and Louis travel to college together in my land rover.

"I'll see you in psychology haz." Louis chuckles and heads off in the other direction.

I go to my locker and open it up swapping and grabbing books I need. I turn around after closing my locker and get pushed into them. I close my eyes in shock. I open my eyes after controlling my anger and see Niall.

"Hi faggot." Niall growls.

"What the fuck do you want?" I snap at the smaller boy. He's taller than Louis but he's still shorter than I am.

"Heard you're staying at Louis'." He says.

"Yeh? So?" I ask.

"All I want to know is why?" He asks angrily still pinning my shoulders to the lockers.

"Why?" I ask quietly.

"Yeh fag, why." He states gripping my shoulders harder.

"My parents are out of town." I say.

"Why do you live with Louis then?"

"Because I'd be alone in my house for ages so Dan and Jay offered to have me." I say pushing him off of me into someone else. I walk off in the other direction.

"Okay." I hear him say angrily before grabbing my arm and turning me round. He punches me hard in the face. I feel my nose start to bleed for the third time in two days.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I yell pushing him off of me.

"You deserved it faggot." He growls.

"Stop calling me that! So what if I'm gay!? It's not a fucking disease! God your best friend is gay! How inconsiderate can you be you fucking prick!" I yell walking away from him.

"Don't you dare bring Louis into this!" He yells grabbing my hair.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I yell.

"Okay! Boys!" Mr Davis (our head) yells separating us.
"My office! Now!" He yells. We groan and walk to the office.
"Sit." He snaps. We sit down.
"Right. What happened?" He asks.

"I was getting stuff from my locker and this dipshit pushed me into the locker and asked why I am staying at Louis'."

"Louis who?" Sir asks.

"Tomlinson, one of MY best friends. Not this idiots." Niall says. I roll my eyes and shake my head.

"Anyway, I pushed him off of me and started to walk away, he pulled me back and punched me in the face." I say.

"You deserved it faggot."

"I yelled at him for calling me that and went to walk away from him but he grabbed my hair and then you arrived." I explain.

"Well, seems to me, that you're the one in the wrong here Mr Horan. But why you got so angry why Mr Styles is staying with Mr Tomlinson I'll never understand." Mr Davis says. Niall groans and starts explaining.