Bambi // Larry Stylinson

Chapter Six ~ Take Two

Harry wanted to cry as his alarm clock began to ring; he was tired, confused and maybe even a little scared.

Tired; it was seven in the morning, what normal person wouldn't be tired at that time of day?

Confused; his Skype call with Nick had invaded his dreams making him wonder who Daniel was and why he was so important that he couldn't of spoken to Harry for five minutes!

And scared; he'd seen what happens to nerds at his new school. He didn't want that to be him today; he was weak (and he knew it) and very clumsy meaning he would most likely already be in pain from falling over multiple times.

Harry threw himself out of bed before getting changed; taking as long as possible. When he opened his bed room door he was expecting to smell bacon, eggs, sausages, toast (etc.) but instead could only hear the sound of a silent house. He walked towards his mums room, popping his head around the door; seeing his mums petit figure wrapped around the covers. He sighed before closing the door slowly and quietly; he wasn't sure what time she got back from work so he didn't want to wake her.

Harry was rather disappointed he hadn't had any breakfast to wake up to, he could make it himself but --honestly -- he was to lazy. So instead he just shrugged, grabbed his stuff and walked to school...

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Mid-way through second lesson Harry's stomach began to make frequent rumbles; everyone would look at him strangely when he faked a cough to hide the sound. Harry hadn't been paying attention in the lesson; his mind on Nick and his friend Daniel. Harry wasn't to sure what to make of it; he was sure Nick wouldn't cheat so that was out of the question but Harry would frown and try to think of who Daniel was.

'Mr. Styles!' The teacher growled, causing Harry's head to snap up.

'Yes, ma'am?' He asked, she sighed before shaking her head.

'What's the answer?' Harry looked around to see everyone looking at him with smirks plastered on their faces. Harry bit his lip before looking at the board; seeing the question written out.

'It's...' Harry paused for a second, quickly checking in his mind that what he was about to say was right, '4A over 16D multiplied by 37.' Harry sighed, resting his back on the back of the chair.

'Correct!' The teacher announced; clearly amazed that Harry had gotten the question. Everyone began to mutter nerd making Harry want to sink down in his seat and disappear...

* * * *

Harry was contemplating weather or not he should go and get some food. He wanted to because he was starving however he didn't want to risk getting into trouble and by trouble he meant beat up! Harry knew it was most likely better to go get something to eat but his fears over came him and he ended up walking towards the field; the same place he went to yesterday.

'Nerd!' People would mumble or scream as he walked past; he tried to ignore it; he didn't want to tolerate to anything. Especially because he didn't have any friends to back him up. Harry slid down, against a tree before shutting his eyes; trying to think of a better place.

Cheshire he thought almost instantly.

Cheshire was one of his favourite places; it was his birth town; home town! It was where his best friends were; his boyfriend! His dad.

He missed his dad; more than he missed Nick. Although he barley saw his dad anyway he still knew he could just appear at his door step whenever he wanted to. If it was to relax, sleep or just talk his dad was always there for him but he couldn't do that anymore.

His dad was three hours away; his boyfriend, his friends; his whole life was three hours.

'Hey, it's the new kid!' Harry heard someone laugh. He opened his eyes and looked forward; seeing a boy with brown hair walking towards him. 'A little birdy told me you're a nerd.' He chanted as he walked closer. Harry swallowed before opening his mouth to respond. 'Shut up; stand up!' The boy snapped, Harry bit his lip before following orders.