Harry felt different. He thought maybe it was his hair cut- or maybe it was because of Louis? He wasn't sure really. He did know that he felt more confident though.
That was until his coach confiscated his promise ring.
"Wait coach no please!" He begged walking behind his teacher as he put Harry's ring in his desk- threw it more or less.
"I'm sorry Harry but you know how I feel about wearing jewelry during practice. You could hurt someone." The coach stated as Harry stated devastated at his precious ring locked away.
"Let's go." The coach patted Harry's back as they walked back towards the changing rooms.
Harry's heart burned as when he walked by people they patted his shoulder, telling him a late happy birthday or ruffles his curls saying they liked his haircut.
"Harry?" A voice called but it sounded distant and almost underwater like.
"Harry- babe?"
Blinking a couple times Harry realized Louis had been calling him and now they were face to face.
"Babe what's wrong? I've been calling your name and you haven't even flinched." Louis recalled, eyeing over Harry to make sure he was okay.
"He looks a little pale." Oli noted, poking the taller boys cheek.
"He- he took it." Harry mumbled.
"Who took what?" Louis asked a little upset.
Harry tried to say it but he couldn't find the words until finally he spit it out.
"My ring- coach took it." He said, showing off his empty hand.
"Oh shit." Zayn muttered.
"That fucker-" Louis gasped before he started to walk outside to where their coach was.
"Louis- wait- no don't! You'll only get me in more trouble!" Harry stated as he grabbed Louis's arm.
"I don't fucking care. I proposed to you not him." Louis spat.
"He's right mate. Coach won't have that... but you know- we can steal it. He always forgets to give shit back anyways." Zayn offered.
"He took my yo yo and never gave it back." Shawn pipped in which got a weird look from the boys.
"He took my phone- I had to get a new one." Oli agreed.
"Right then- let's steal some shit back." Louis decided.
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Awkwardly Harry stood outside of their coach's office, rocking on his feet.
"Hey Harry!" Niall waved as he ran up to the curly haired boy who's eyes went wide.
"Hi Niall..." he coughed, glancing into the office hoping that the boys were almost done.
"Heard about your ring- sorry mate. I don't think coach meant it in a mean way- he just doesn't like boys wearing jewelry and shit." Niall shrugged, obviously to what was going on.
"You know... wearing that ring has made me wanna wear more jewelry myself." Harry admitted, trying to distract Niall from why he was standing where he was.
"Really? Sick mate. I've always wanted earrings myself." Niall shared.
"You'd look badass with earrings. I just wanna wear like- necklaces and more rings maybe." Harry shrugged.
"You should. I see no reason why you shouldn't."
"Coach might take it." Harry reminded him.
"I mean outside from practice! Do whatever the hell you want." Niall smiled, patting Harry's shoulder.
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What The F*ck {L.S.}
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Harry decided to close his eyes again until after a bit something came over and blocked the sun from his face. "I wanna say something but I genuinely don't know what to say." Louis truthfully shared as he stared down at Harry. "This...
