Harry's P.O.V
I woke up to a cold windy air coming in my room. I pulled the blanket over my head to cover the wind. How the heck is the wind coming in my room?
"Faggot get the fuck up" I heard Damien yell as he past my room. I groaned and pulled the blanket off my face. I smiled as I was suprised Damien didnt come in and beat the living hell out of me. I looked towards my window and saw that it was cloudy as it was about to rain. I swinged on leg to the side of my bed and went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and undressed myself. I tried my best not to look at the mirrors in the bathrooms but I failed. I looked at my half naked body and pinched my fat. Im so fat! No one will ever want me! Who will want a fatass like me...no one! Im not just a fatass im enormous im so fat! I should stop eating the last time I ate a full meal was 1 month ago but im still fat! My pale ugly fat stomach was begging for food last night but i didnt force myself to get up. I kept pinching my fat from my body. I slide to the floor and stared at the bathroom wall. No tears. Just pain. The bathroom started to get foggy and I started coughing. I opened the bathroom window and a cold wind came in sending me a shiver. I took off my underwear and walked into the warm shower. I relaxed as the the warm droplets came down hitting my back. I got the shampoo and rubbed it on my curly messy hair. I cleaned my whole body and I winced when soap would hit my cuts. The last time I cut was 3 days ago, but i took off the dried skin and it started bleeding again. I turned off the water and got the towel that was sitting on the toilet. I dried myself with one towel and the other wrapped around my torso. I opened the door and made my way straight to my closet taking out my plain grey jumper with some black skinny jeans with my beanie on. I got my phone from the charger and unlocked it when I saw that I got a new message from an unkown number. I opened the message and read it.
Unkown: Hey there Harry. I was wondering if you can come over someday and show my sister how to eat because clearly my sister doesnt eat but I texted you since you know you eat alot and thats why your so fat.?
I closed my eyes and turned off my phone. I walked down stairs and saw the kitchen empty. I went to the fridge looking for something to eat. Your fat how are you gonna eat! I closed the fridge and got a bananna from the fruit holder. I unpeeled it while going to the livingroom to find my bag. I heard a loud 'thump' coming from upstairs, I found my bag and ignored the soumd its probably my mum or Damien. I opened the door and walked to prison and by prision I mean school. I made it to school all soaken wet, if i knew it was gonna rain I would have asked my mum to bring me. I walked to my locker and and heard someone clear their throat. I turned around and saw Zayn.
"Well hello there Harry" He smirked and Louis was next to him staring at the ground, he was wearing a black sweater with black tight skinny jeans. I didnt notice I was staring until Zayn got in front of him.
"He's taken, plus he wouldnt date a fag like you. Also he's not one of you Styles!" He growled and I tear my eyes away from his glare. I turned around and Zayn grabbed my curls making me fall backwards. Everyone around started laughing and I just sat there sitying on the cold dirty floor.
"Get the fuck up Styles! Your just exagerating!" He pulled me up from my backpack and I winced making Louis move foward just one step, but then he took the step back. I got up on my feet and started walking away. I folded my arms across my chest lowering my head. I started shivering because I was soaken wet. If I dont change soon i'll get sick. I made my way to my locker and opened it putting my bag in and taking out my text book. I heard the bell ring and I was still at my locker just staring out into space.
"Hey?" I turned around to see if they were talking to me. I back away when I saw Louis standing in front of me.
"H-Hi" I said turning back around getting my textbook and closing my locker behind me.
"Arent you cold?" Louis asked his blue eyes staring into my green ones. I bit my lip Why is he talking to me? Is this some kind of joke? I shivered and he smiled. He took off his bag and and unzipped his sweater taking it off.
"Here" He extended his hand out with his sweater in his hand. He was wearing a white t-shirt. I nodded and his smile faded.
"Harry your gonna get sick" Louis shook his hand with his sweater in it. I nodded again. The late bell rang and I was about to walk away but Louis grabbed my wrist.
"Harry? here just take it, you wouldnt want to loose your voice for music class would you" he was right but i didnt want to use something that belonged to him. I sighed and turned around looking at him. He image of the night when I went over his place to do some lyrics popped up my head. I smile to myself as I remember we were gonna kiss but his phone disturb us. Harry dont get your hopes up Louis is straight plus Zayn said Louis was taken. I took the sweater from hand and his smile appeared on his beautiful face. I gave him my book to hold and he did, I put on the sweater zipping it up. I got my book from his hand and he walked away.
Louis P.O.V
Okay what the actual fuck did I do! I just offered Harry my sweater. I mean he looked cold when Zayn and I were with him. I walked to my first class and got a text from Ed.
Ed: Hey Louis imma be at your house today i gotta talk to you okay. You better be there mate
Me: Of course ill be there, what do you have yo talk to me about though.?
Ed: Shit man just wait till i see you arse okay i have to go call me when you get out of class.
Me: Okay
And with that i put my phone in my pocket. I opened the classroom door and saw Zayn sitting down at the same spot as always. I sat down at the behind Zayn ever since i came to this school in this classroom I sat next to Harry and in behind Zayn. The spot next to me was empty. Where the hell is Harry? Zayn turned aroumd in his seat looking at me.
"What the hell were you doing with the fag!?" Zayn growled looking mad. My eyes widen Shit he saw me talking to him.
"Nothing" I said quickly
"Really then where is your sweater?" He asked
"My locker" I said. Zayn started smirking and I looked at him confused.
"Oh really then why did we find this on a queer?" He took out my sweater from his desk. And I nearly gasped.
"Exactly, next time tell me the truth" He threw my sweater at my face and turned back around facing the teacher that was writting some shit on the white board. Oh... If he found my sweater on Harry.. Shit did he beat him up? Just as I was gonna walk out the door and look for him the door opened. I saw Zayn smirk from the back of his head. My eyes widen as Harry appeared in front of the classroom with his face all beaten up. I stood up and looked at Zayn. He laughed as Harry winced when he walked towards his seat. I calmed myself taking deep breaths. I saw Zayn take his leg out from the corner of my eyes tripping Harry. I lost it there I got in front of Zayn anx punched him right on his nose.
"What the fuck!" Zayn yelled making the teacher turn around. He grabbed his nose as blood bursted out his nose. He stood up and swinged his fist, i stepped away making him miss. The whole class stood up and made crowd around us.
"Separate you two now!" The teacher yelled making her way towards us. Zayn and I swinging punches around in the air. I felt a pair of arms grab my torso and pulling me away. I stopped swinging when the same hands grabbed my fists slamming me to the floor. I groaned and I saw Zayn on the floor with a security on top of him. Shit!
Hello my gorgeous beautiful amzaing people! So I was in the mood to update today. I have to go to summer school tomorrow and it sucks. But aye i get to see some cute boys ha anyway hope you like this chapter! Love You Byeee! My Birthday Tomorrow Yay (06.25)

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FanfictionLouis Tomlinson is a new student. Harry Styles is a victim of bullying. ¡Triggering! (Self-harm, suicidal thoughts, physical and mental abuse, rape, bad language) Cover by the one and only @fireproof_stylinson