Misery ~ Larry Stylinson

CHAPTER 1

I was dreading school never loved it or liked it and I probably never will, the reason being is all those teenagers who actually think that they will be as 'cool' as they are now, in the future. However that is not true. Most of them probably will end up being drug addicts and overdose one of these days, some will become criminals that don't have a heart which is warm and welcoming, instead a heart that is cold and not pleasant. To be quite honest I don't hate these kids when they don't speak to me but my mind changes instantly whenever I hear them talking crap about me. Yeah I know, I shouldn't care about what other people say or think about me because that stuff does not matter later on in life but I just can't help it but just to feel angry and a bit sad actually. I mean who would love to be a victim of the whole school.... and probably the whole city where everyone knew each other. The answer is NO ONE.

Today is Monday the first day of school after the summer holidays and as you probably know i don't want to attend there, but i have to.

The reason why people chat crap about me is mostly because i'm 'hanging' out with the most intelligent people in the school which are so called 'nerds'. Like wise the people who 'bully' me are so called 'popular'. I have never really understood why the 'popular' people have so much hate in them for those who really want to get somewhere in life by studying and gaining knowledge. I think i will never really know what they have in their minds.

Anyway every single week on Monday's I will wake up to the empty, quiet house where it was only me and the oxygen that I breath in. The reason for this being the way it is, is that my older sister always have work to go to at 5 am, and as to my parents I do not really care what they are doing. I love them yes, they are my parents who raised me and kept me out of any danger possible through my whole life, however that does not mean that I give a single fuck after what they have done to our family. Long story short they fucked up everything.

My morning routine was really simple.

•First I wake up at least seven then go to the bathroom have a shower, brush my teeth and style my hair as my hair was really curly, after this it leaves me hour and a half to do my last minute homework if I had any.

•Secondly I make my self some breakfast, no its not always cereal, surprisingly I can cook.

•Lastly, if I don't have any homework to finish then I just watch TV and get out of the house ten minutes before the school bell goes off this is because, unfortunately, my house is placed really close to the damn hellhole.

Now I was walking to school with my earbuds in listening to Take Me To Church by Hozier which was my favorite song of all times however as walking past the school gates my finger quickly changed the song to ones of Chris Brown's which I don't really like. (A/N i don't have anything against him, love some of his songs)

Suddenly my body was pushed from the back which made me fly straight forward and a leg made me trip face first. My phone and earphones were quickly snatched off me and the sound of could laughter with a proud high five meaning that they were happy in what they have done and the outcome.

"I see you listened to us looser. Now get on your fucking feet and get out of my sight!" Blake shouted frowning my phone at me and waited for me to move on.

So I did what I was told and scoped my self from the ground picking up the phone from the ground and quickly checking if it wasn't cracked, luckily it was not. Letting out a breath of reveal I started to move to my locker where I put my bag and all the worthless stuff before my first class, which was maths, starts.

See Blake is the most popular kid in this school. No wait in the whole city which we live in. Everyone knows him and he knows everyone regardless how old you are or how 'popular' you are. Here's a thing, when we were lids we, me and Blake, were inseparable, literally nothing could come between us not even when he moved away for about two moths due to his parent divorce. We used to call each other nonstop and meet on the weekends, but as we grew older and in the second year of high school he just stopped talking to me and for some stupid reason that I don't even know about, he started to hate on me and become my number one 'bully'. He was well known in school which only made more and more people who I don't know to bully me too just because he did.

When I stepped into my maths class Mr. Farr was already sat in his desk, turning my head to the right side I see a clock which reads the there's still have four minutes till the class starts. Turing around waling to my seat in the far back by the window, when I was about to sit a low voice stopped me.

"Oh hi Harry I haven't seen you. I just wanted to inform you that the principal wanted to talk to you before the class so he she told me to tell you since you are always early on Mondays." Mr Farr gave me a small and warm smile to which I replied with a fake one just to be nice.

"Ok sir. Thank you for telling me." With this my feet carried me to the principal office wondering what it was all about. As you probably figured out every single teacher knows what happens to me every day in here, however they do nothing.

Knocking on the doors to the office quite harshly, a small "Come in" could be heard from the other end, this was a signal for me to come in, so I did, putting on yet again, a fake smile.

The principal, Mrs Clarcson, was sat behind her desk which was neat and tidy apart from the papers that were in front of her. She was a small woman with brown short hair slightly reaching her shoulders, her glasses were on the bridge of her nose as she was looking down at whatever the papers contain.

Clearing my throat slightly, this brought her head up to look at me and put a really friendly smile on her face, she raised her right hand to show me to sit down onto the chair that was opposite her.

"Hello Harry."

"Um yeah Hello. May I ask why you wanted me here, not to be rude but I missed some classes of maths and I would like to catch up." This was a total lie, never have I ever missed any class in my life, I just don't want to be here because if the people find out that I was here for more than ten minutes they'll think that I finally broke down and told in detail about what is happening to me.

"Oh. Yes sure I'll make this quick...." thank god.

"... so the reason I have called you here is because I thought you'll be the best one out of all to do this.." she stopped and looked at me if I was listening or paying attention, she continued after a short pause.

"Well there is a new kid that will be attending this school today. I and the staff agreed to get someone to show the school to the new arrival. So what do you think?"

Even though I wanted to do it and get out from lunch I couldn't do it because if someone is seen around me they instantly louse their 'reputation' or 'popularity' whichever you want to call it. Apart from the nerdy kids.

"Mrs. I would love to bu-" my attempt to protest was cut by a squeaky voice.

"Yes I knew you would do it."

"No. Mrs you misunderstood. What I wanted to say that I would love to do this BUT-"

"No but's Harry. He will be here any minute and then you can start showing him around."

"He?" I said starting to get more anxious about this, what if he would do what everyone else is doing? Hating me without a reason and not even knowing me.

"Yes.Yes. His name is Louis Tomlinson."

FUCK.

//AN//
Cast:
Harry Styles - himself
Louis Tomlinson - himself
Shane Harper - Blake
Roshon Fegan - Jason
Bella Thome - Jessica
Brittney Alger - Sophia
Cameron Deane Stewart - Thomas

SO... what do you think about the first chapter? Do you have any suggestions on what is should change or improve in the next one?

Anyway I had fun writing this hope you have fun reading :) xxx

~Angela