Bambi // Larry Stylinson

Chapter Four - Strange

I told you I'd update again this week... Even if it did take 6 days >.<

But how are you guys? Good, I hope!

Harry was in the second to last lesson (the lesson just before lunch) and throughout the whole day he didn't seem the tiniest bit interested in what the teachers where saying. The lessons weren't the same without Nick; he would send Harry cute little messages or write little poems on a piece of paper and manage to get it to Harry in classes without getting caught by any of the teachers. Of course people where nice to him in lessons, he had someone to hang out with on the first break (the break in between lesson 2 and 3) so many people would think he had it good here; that he would be enjoying himself. But he wasn't.

He hated it at this school.

No; that was an understatement!

It didn't feel the same; he didn't have his friends or boyfriend so to Harry this place was hell. Harry groaned quietly to himself as the teacher began to ramble on about something that Harry had most likely learnt when he was eleven!

'You don't seem the tiniest bit interested in any of this.' Harry heard Ashlee whisper / giggle to him, Harry sighed before shaking his head.

'It's not that I'm not interested; I've just learnt all this stuff already... Like five years ago.' He told her, shrugging.

'What?! I don't understand any of this!' She complained, Harry sighed once again. 'So Harry?' She asked, Harry just hummed in reply. 'I was wondering if you had a girlfriend? I mean, I know we've only just met and everything but I feel like...'

'I'm gay.' Harry told her, 'I'm sorry but-' Before he could finish his sentence Ashlee got up and moved to a different seat (one closer to the back).

'Miss. Kel, is there something wrong?' The teacher asked,

'Erm, no. I just needed to see the board better.' People began snickering at her stupidity but the teacher just frowned and nodded. The lesson began to drag and Harry could feel Ashlee staring at him; it was like she was trying to murder someone with her eyes.

Well she's defiantly Homophobic - Harry thought to himself.

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When the bell rang Ashlee gathered all her things as quickly as she could and rushed off, not allowing Harry to even walk close to her; let alone talk to her. Harry sighed before gathering his stuff and finding his way to the lunch hall. Harry scanned the room for Ashlee but when he found her she just glared at him; making him feel uncomfortable and turn around.

I can go without food for today he sighed to himself before walking outside where people where gathered in there own little groups. Harry felt uncomfortable for the thousandth time today; he had no one to talk to and his tripping habits had started yet again!

Harry managed to make it to the back of the field; by a few trees (where nobody was); he wanted to be alone for this break. Not because he was upset; more frustrated. He rest his back and head against a tree, closing his eyes for a moment; trying to picture life in Cheshire.

Picture what Niall, Ed, Liam, Cara and Kendal where doing.

Picture what Nick was doing.

Was he as lost without Harry as Harry was with him?

'Hey, you alright mate?' He heard the same feminine voice from earlier ask. Harry opened his eyes to see the guy making his way over to him. Harry sighed,

'Yeah.' He mumbled,

'I would've thought a guy like you would've made at least a few friends by now!' The boy chuckled, taking a seat next to Harry.