Yours Sincerely, Harry

Grimshaw

For a second there, Harry thought he was going to pass out. PE was Harry's least favourite lesson of the week, and more worse it's on a Wednesday, mid-week madness. Luckily, his in the lower set with Niall who is also just as crap at PE while Liam is in the middle set. Harry is also with Nick Grimshaw who he has a troubled rocky relationship with so his kind of grateful that Nick has broke his leg. Or has he? Walking through the gym doors in full Doncaster Comprehensive PE kit is Grimshaw and Harry is seething. His legs are flawless with no distinct patches or thick layers of hair, has he waxed? His black-haired quiff is slicked up like a toothbrush and he seems happy to be back, too happy.

They were playing Dodge ball, Harry's worst. Niall, Calum and Luke were on his team while Nick and some other douchebags were the other. Nick had a violent look on his face and when the fat coach blew the whistle Calum and Luke were instantly hit so it was just Niall and Harry. They hit someone out on the opposing team and it seemed Niall was next to be destroyed. With a double back hit, Niall was hit and so was someone on Nick's team. Which meant, it was Harry vs. Nick.

Nick was probably still pissed that Harry used him to get closer to Louis, which wasn't totally the case (ok maybe it was) so Harry didn't think Nick was going to let him off that easy. Grabbing the rubber red sphere, Nick grasped and threw it straight at Harry's face which smacked Harry square in the face with such a force that ended up to destroy both Harry's face and dignity. Harry was left blinded by the ball and with a throbbing black left eye, he was in pain. Like a lot of pain.

In the emergency room Harry waited for the school nurse, Ida who seemed to be eight months heavily pregnant. A pulsing knock came from the door and it was the person Harry didn't want to see, Nick.

"Nick, what the fuck?!" Harry shouted

"You deserved it" Nick smirked

"For what? I haven't seen you in weeks and you come back to just hit me"

"Stop playing victim Styles, you know exactly what you did. Thought you could embarrass me and then get me punched by your lover and all is forgiven? Well, you got another thing coming?"

"Wait, lover? Who?" Harry asked then Nick gave a quick glance "Louis? Your having a laugh, his not my lover"

"Then what is he? Your friend with benefits? Look I don't really care what you two having go on but just leave me out of it" Nick explained

Harry then thought of the text, was it Nick? How else would he know?

"Nick, could you give me your phone for a sec? I need to text my mom"

"Sure"

Nick rifled through his pockets to find what Harry had been asking for, a Nokia Lumia? But, where's the iPhone? Harry's heart dropped. No iPhone meant Nick not being the sender of that text, Harry needs to crack this before Eleanor's supposed 'birth'. Harry decided to keep the Stan being the father secret to himself because at the end of the day, nobody knows he knows and Eleanor plans to tell Louis anyway so Harry's just going to pretend he doesn't know a thing.

Harry walked through the corridor with a throbbing black eye and a frozen cold ice pack held over the damaged eye. He was getting looks like if he'd been in a fight which is a situation Harry never wants to get into. Harry went into the canteen to try and find Niall and Liam instead, he found the whole group of popular people looking at his broken eyeball and guess who was centre stage for a full 360 degrees view? Louis. If he knew what Nick did, he'd go mental so Harry would just have to keep it to himself. With one quick glance he found Liam, Niall and Zayn?

"Hey" Harry said weirdly

"Hi Haz, okay if they come sit with us?" Niall asks as he carries on kissing Amy