That's My Boyfriend Dad! (Larry Stylinson fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Author's note. Sorry this chapter is alittle short but thought it was better to update rater then not at all. What do you think about the whole Zayn thing going on?
Thanks for the votes and comments :)
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I wake up to an empty bed. He's probably realized that he's made a huge mistake, that I am a huge mistake. I sit up and look around the room "H-harry?" I shout, but there is no answer. I decided to look around the house, I get out of Harry's bed and walk out of the bedroom. I walk slowly down the stairs and see a tall figure in the kitchen. I walk into the Kitchen and the figure turns around. He embraces me in a huge hug and kisses my head "I shouted you" I say to him

"I must of not heard you then" Harry frowns "You want a bacon sandwich?" He asks and I nod in response

"How l long have you been up for?" I ask Harry "you worried me. I thought that you had realized that I'm a mistake"

"You are not a mistake Lou. You are the best thing that has happened to me for a long time. I woke up about ten minutes ago, wanted to make you breakfast in bed before you go to school" Harry smiles

"Such a romantic" I laugh and he pulls me closer to him. Our lips collide against eachothers. He pushes me back against the door and then puts his hands in my hair. We are cut off by the fire alarm going off, Harry had almost burnt the bacon. He pulls away running over towards the grill and pulls the tray with bacon on out.

"Crispy bacon alright?" Harry asks with a synthetic smile on his face

"That's fine Haz. It's not that burnt" I say to try and make him feel better "shouldn't of got distracted Haz" I laugh

"Can't help but to get distracted my your beauty" Harry says, but I know he's lying I've looked at myself in the mirror I know I'm discussing.

Once he has made the bacon sandwiches and we have eaten them I quickly get changed and then go to school. Boring old school, olny got a few weeks left because of exams. Can't wait to get out of here.

I walk into the locker room to see my friends Niall and Zayn. "Alright buddy?" Niall asks "we heard about you, you know coming out" Niall smiles widely at me. But Zayn he just stares at me with eyes of hatred, I turn my attention back to Niall "we're happy for you, aren't we Zayn" Niall smiles

"Whatever" Zayn says walking off into the distance.

"Don't listen to him. He's been an absolute dick recently! I really don't know what's up with him. One minute he's hot then the next he's cool. He had ago at me this morning for nothing! I just don't know what to do anymore" Niall says almost bursting out in tears.

"I'm guessing it's because he's homophobic. He looked at me with nothing but hatred in his eye's. Don't worry Ni, it won't be anything that you've done" I say to Niall and he gives me a small smile. The bell rings signaling 1st lessons, maths - great, my favourite lesson of the day! - which should be interesting as I'm sat next to Zayn.

I take my seat once I'm in the class room. Zayn comes in a few minutes later and sits next to me "Why are you so off?" I ask him and shrugs his shoulders

"Will you just shut up" he says snapping alittle

"What's Niall done? He is upset that you are-" I'm cut off

"Niall ain't done nothing. You on the other hand. Your a disgrace! I mean look at you. Think your all this and that but really Tommo you are nothing. Nothing but a stupid little fag" Zayn says and that word 'fag' hit me like a thousand knives slicing through my heart. He is right though, I am nothing. My father even said I was nothing when he was hitting me the day I came out to my family. More then one person has said it so it must be true. I sit throughout the rest of class in silence, not bothering to try and answer any questions like I usually do, or making conversation with the people behind me. I just sit in hurtful silence. Because that's what I deserve, I deserve no one. Not even Harry. He's too good for me, he probably feels nothing but pitty for me.