Boots and Lipstick

Chapter 1

Harry's POV

I hate normal.

How do you expect me to be normal? Wear the same clothes, shoes and hair as everyone else? No! Everyone in this town is either bright, too bright, or super bright. In clothing terms that is. Nothing wrong with it, it just isn't my way to roll.

Just because I wear black everything doesn't mean I'm depressed or anxious?! I may just like black.

And that's where everyone goes wrong, they think just cause I wear all black and may wear girl boots and lipgloss, means I'm pyscho. That's why I don't have friends and I eat alone. People THINK I'm going to give them my 'disease' if I come close to them.

Its honestly their problem, not mine.

And this is also why I am SO excited to be going to university in London where I'm sure there are more hypocritical, judgementel people. But as long as I'm different, I'm ok.

I'm definitely not going to be sharing a room with someone, I will be a 'loner' you could say. But I'm not taking risks of being paired with a judging mean person to criticize everything I do. I would rather spend half my day in silence, beautiful silence.

So far I have been dreading today, not because of the people I meet, but the people I will miss. Like my mom, sister and step dad. They are all supportive sweet people and are the only ones I can talk to when I feel lonely. It may sound weird, but they are my only friends and I will miss them most.

"Have you got everything packed, Sweetie?" My mom asked joyfully, though I could hear the tad bit of worry and sadness in her voice, she has been worrying a lot lately about how I will be without her and how the people at the university are.

"Yes mum, I think I have everything." I say, trying to ignore the worry in my moms voice. Putting the heavy suitcase with my belongings into the car was a struggle, since I'm not the fittist. I hoped I didn't show it off too much, but I was dying inside as I tried to keep my heavy breathing a secret from my mum.

"I'm going to miss you so so much, I honestly don't know what I will do with myself while your gone, love." My mum says with tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, but she quickly dismissed them with her hand, hoping that I didn't see her being a bit overdromatic.

"Nah mum, I'm sure you will survive, I'm gonna miss you too, but we can always phone or Skype." I said, hoping to see the positive side of things. Never have I been a negative person, but it is hard to see positives with the lump of sadness in my stomach.

"Please call my when you are there, I don't want anything happening to you." She said with a sturn motherly tone, which soon wore off when I hugged her tightly, smelling her mother-like smell which helped calm down my nerves.

"I will mum, have to start heading out, I want to have a early night so I can wake up early for classes." I said quickly, sighing when I felt my mum let go, nodding her head and pointing to the car.

I moved slowly around to the drivers seat and jumped in the car, checking for all the things I would need, phone, keys, license, money.

As I got everything together I turned the car on, waving to my mum and just before leaving I blew a kiss, making sure she saw. When she was out of sight, I instantly sighed, keeping my eyes on the road.

Another two hours, great.

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As I got closer to the university, the butterflies in my stomach got worse. I felt like I was starting school all over again. As I pulled up to the smart, big gray building, I found myself gaping at the huge building in front of me. Was this where I would stay for all my studies? Wow.

I quickly got out after I few moments of taking the place in. It felt unreal to be here, and as I took all my stuff out, I realized I would have to take my heavy suitcase all the way to my room. I decided to do that after I check in my room and find out where it is. I nodded at my idea and locked the car but quickly taking a glance at my appearance in the car window, I checked if my lip gloss was still in check and wondered off to the front of the building.

I walked into the glass doors that detected my presence and opened immediately. It was a stunning white room with a front desk on the left of the large room, on the right there was a glass table with comfy looking grey sofas surronding it. Plants were also scattered in different places along the room.

I almost ran up to the front desk when I noticed the women staring at me. I moved in long strides over to the front desk and awkwardly stood there waiting for the women to say something.

"May I help you, Sir?" The women asked nicely but you could see the boredom on her face.

I nodded before answering, "Um... Yes. I am new here and need to get the number of my room. My names Harry...., Harry Styles."

The women quickly typed something into her computer before answering, "Your room is number 18, it should be down the hall here then up the stairs then, straight down." She says out of her head, pointing to the hall that splits the room. She gave me keys and turned back to her computer nonchalantly.

I nodded and mumbled a 'thanks,' before walking down the hall and took the directions of the women. Before long I was in front of the room and pulling out the keys to the door, I pushed the door open and before I could go in, I heard a new loud voice say,

"Excuse me, did you miss something?"

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