Completely Invisible (Zianourry) (Harry Centric) (B1)

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I was walking through the school doors a week after that party and I didn't know how I should go about it. Like I remember having some rather amazing sex with the four most popular boys in this school and I'm sure that they remember it too. It just makes this whole thing a bit awkward for me. Because I know that they didn't mean anything by it, but I couldn't stop thinking about it since it happened. I know that I should. I shouldn't really have one drunken hook-up effect on me this much. I still have classes to pass after all. I just need to go back to my old routes and be that invisible boy that everyone knows and ignores.

I looked at the little paper in my hands and I walked to where my new locker should be. I approached it and put in the combination. I opened the little metal door and I placed my bag inside. I opened my bag and I looked for what would be necessary for homeroom.

"Hey, Styles!" I turned my head to see Niall walking towards me. Which had me freak out a little. I quickly took out my binder and closed my locker. I then turned and hurried to where my homeroom would be. "Hey! Wait!" I heard him shout from behind me and that just made me hurry up even more. I turned the corner and made contact with a rather hard chest. The collision had me fall back on my bum and I winced at the feeling. I looked up and saw Liam looking down at me. I stood up, said a quick 'sorry' and continued to practically run to homeroom.

When I finally got to the class, I walked in with a deep sigh of relief. "Your id is where your assigned seat is at," the teacher said without looking at me. I nodded and looked around to see only a few students in attendance. None of them were...them, so that made me even more relieved. I walked around and looked at each desk till I found it. I picked it up and hung it around my neck before I took my seat. I opened my binder and waited for my schedule to be handed to me. While I waited, I pulled out my phone and my earbuds. I only put one in so that I could listen to the teacher. I opened Spotify and played my liked playlist. I then went on my Instagram for the remainder of the wait time.

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Right when the final bell went off, someone rushed into the room with a smile. "Mr. Tomlinson, there was no need to rush. It's your first day after all," the teacher tells Louis and I wanted to scream. I don't want to interact with them at all! Is that that too much to ask?! I watched them talk and soon, Louis was walking around to look for his ID. It had me looking at the ID next to me and I wanted to die. Of course his assigned seat would be right next to mine.

"God dammit..." I swore under my breath as Louis walked around me and placed his bag down. He pulled his seat back and sat down. He didn't say anything to me, so I'm assuming that he forgot about what happened at his house a week ago. I didn't care. I'm actually glad that he isn't saying anything. I'm guessing we just came to a silent agreement to never speak of that ever again.

"Hey mate," Louis whispered and I didn't think that he was talking to me, so I continued to stare at my phone. Then he spoke again. "Harry." I took a sharp breath in and I slowly turned my head to look at Louis. "I'm sorry the party wasn't as you expected. I'm glad that you showed up though." "I'm sure you were..." "What was that?" "Nothing." "You said something Harry, what was it?" He asked again and I shook my head. "The party wasn't that bad," I told him instead and looked ahead. The teacher was speaking already and I was happy, because I can tune Louis out completely.

The teacher passed me my schedule and I thanked him. I looked at my schedule for my third year here and I was pleased to see that my Culinary class was the first class of the day. I could tell that this was going to be a good year already. I know the teacher too! She's really nice and we talk almost everyday. She sees me as her favorite student and she was like a counselor to me. Because she always knows if something is wrong and she always gives me after school time to relieve that tension. Last time I talked to her, she left to give birth to her baby girl, and she promised to share the baby pictures with me, so that's another thing that I can't wait for.