The Nerdy Harry (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Ms. Allens POV:

I write my name on the smart board and turn around. I see him. The kid I met last year. When he was put in detention. I try not to stare but he's just so cute! And not little brother cute. There was something about him that made him attractive. It could be his amazing green eyes or his dimples. Or even his sweet smile. This crush could be bad.. I THINK he's 18. Which means hes legal. But then there's the principal. If she knew I liked a student, she'd call the cops and fire me. "Alright class. I'm going to hand out a paper. It's to be signed by your parents and turned in by tomorrow." I scoped the room to find no one but that curly haired kid and a few girls paying attention. I handed him the paper smiling. He seemed really nervous. Maybe because everyone was making rude remarks about him and laughing. It felt like one of those romantic movies when my hand accidentally glided against his. I didn't even say sorry, I just kept walking. I heard one guy say "That kid's such a faggot. Haha, He should just hang himself or something." That bothered me. No one should ever talk to anyone that way. "Excuse me" I pointed to the kid who said the rude stuff. "Would you like to share to the class what you said?" I had an angry tone to my voice. I was getting angry. Telling someone they should kill themselves should be illegal.

Harrys POV:

I looked behind me to see who she was talking to. Oh great. It was Jeydon. I wasn't surprised at all. He's always hated me, especially since when I was "popular" I stole his girlfriend. But I did not know they were dating!! He can't blame me!

"So, want to share to the class or not?!" She asks in a stricter tone.

"Yeah," he says standing up, "that stupid Harry kid should die!" He says laughing!

She stands there looking sad. Why would she care? He's just like everyone else!

"That's- that's- GO TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE NOW!!" She screams which really

surprised me, none of the other teachers cared. I was kind of turned on by that. But I couldn't show that. So I just sat there and looked at the paper on my desk.

"Does anyone ELSE have something to say?" She asked with anger. Everyone went silent. Not a word spoken or even a whisper.

"Good. Now flip to the second pa-" I zoned out. I was tired and my day was completely ruined.

Mrs.Allens POV:

As everyone is reading I sit at my desk and fake read. I look at the beautiful boy. He looks so much older then he is...he looks 20...I stare at him and watch every move me makes, the way he hold his pen, the way his leg jumps up and down nervously. Why do the kids pick on him? What did he do? I wonder to myself. BEEP BEEP BEEP!! the speaker goes off before the principal speaks "Good Morning students and welcome to Brownwood Highschool, during lunch please stop at the back table to sign up to get your school t-shirt and if your new to the school, a bag. You only required wear the t-shirt when we have a meeting. Thank you very much and have a great day." the speaker goes off and everyone gathers their stuff for their next class. "Harry, come here." I say. He walks over to me and I stare at curls flopping on his forehead. "Yes Mrs.Allen?" he asks. I forget what I was going to say so I make up something quickly "I hope people in your next class are nicer." He doesn't answer me instead he turns to leave. I watch him curiously. Im actually kind of excited for period 4. Harry's in this classroom again. I just pray that no one bothers him.

The day went by slow. Students misbehaving in every period, kids talking outloud and boys bothering the girls. It was like middle school all over again. Finally, that bell. All the kids walked in, talking and laughing. Behind all of them was the curly haired boy with glasses. I smiled and gave him a reasuring nod. His hair flopped over his eyes, trying to hide his embarresment. He sat in the same seat he did First Period. The 8th seat in the first row. Turning around, kids laughed. I quickly turned back and frowned. I wish they'd stop making him feel the way he does. I turn around and they laugh again and hear a very quiet voice calling my name. I turn to see who it was. It was Harry. "Yes Harry?" The room went quiet. Not a sound except the occasional steps in the long hallway. "U-Uh" He stuttered. I looked at him, waiting for him to speak. "Th-theres a note on y-your b-back" He spoke in the quietest tone ever. I searched the parts of my back I could reach, finding it and looking at it. The kids laugh. "Okay who did this!?" I shout, the room silent again. "Do you think that this is funny!!? What if this was on YOUR back? Lets get this cleared. I am not a cougar. If you did this, get your ASS out of this room and onto the office" People exchanged expressions, surprised by my language. A boy rises out of his seat "I'm sorry Mrs.Allen. I'm sorry your a cougar!!" He laughs and high fives his friends. I hold back tears, picking the phone up and walking out of the classroom. Security walks in and takes the smart mouthed kid. Everyone looks scared now. "I want you ALL to write an appology. It must be 9 pages and be done by the end of this period" I demand. Everyone groaned and takes out their notebook and begin writing. I walk to Harry, rubbing his back. "Thank you" I smile "You dont have to do the essay. Put your notebook away and you can just relax" He has a small smile on his face which makes me smile again. I sit on my desk and wait for the bell to ring

Harrys POV:

The bell finally rang and I got up before anyone else, leaving the room. My name was called loudly. "Hey Styles!" Four boys approuch me in the hallway. "Real smooth move you did in class today" I was pushed against the locker. I wasnt able to say anything. I just looked down. "You gave my friend an expolsion. What do you have to say?" I gulp, trying to move my lips and make words. I was pushed against the locker again. "Nothing huh? Well I'll make sure you don't ever talk again" Before I could process what was spoken, I was kneed in the stomach. I winced in pain. The boy held me by my hair against the locker as one of his friends punched me in the face. I felt like a train was hitting me every blow in the face I recieved. Kids surrounded us laughing and betting money. There was too much going on. "You're a real fucking prick aren't you Styles?" He knees me in the stomach again. I couldn't breathe. Was this the end? I was trying to help a lady out and I get this? He throws me to the ground. One of his friends ontop of me, punching while he kicks my face. I felt like every limb was broken. I cried but couldn't scream. "That's right. Cry you little pussy!" He continuously kicked my face until a voice came out, telling them to stop. The boys looked where the voice came from and flew the scene. I was left broken and bloody. I couldn't feel my face. I was gasping for air. "CLEAR THE HALLS!!!" The voice called out. By the time the person came over, I was passed out.