i'll be fine. ~larry stylinson

2

the next day, harry and his friends walked through the school gates, only to find people either giving him sympathetic looks, or looking at him weirdly. some of them even called him a freak.
as they walked further into the hallway, he found out why; there were pages of his journal stuck to the walls, with people piling up around them and reading them. he stopped walling abruptly, and felt tears well up in his eyes. all of his secrets were now revealed to the whole world. him questioning his sexuality, his eating disorder, what his dad did to him, panic attacks, his anxiety, his s-
"harry! thats the third time zayn's called your name are you okay?" he nodded, but he knew it wasn't believable. his breathing was starting to get heavy, and he knew he was going to have a panic attack. without thinking, he started running to the bathroom, with tears streaming down his face. he made his way into one of the stalls and sat on the closed toilet lid, he secretly wished someone would follow him in there, but he didn't wanna be a bother by calling anyone.

a knock on the stall shook him out of his thoughts. "harry?" he recognized the voice as niall's. "harry please let me in" the younger boy reluctantly stood up and unlocked the door, and niall immediately brought him in for a hug. "shh it's okay hazza, it's gonna be okay" niall tried to comfort him as he kept crying. "the whole school knows i'm a freak niall! nothing's gonna be 'fine'!" he sobbed, while niall continued to rub his back in a comforting way. to say harry was terrified was an understatement, as the whole school now knew about stuff that he's kept a secret since he was 13, and now maybe his friends won't wanna be friends with him anymore and-
"harry" niall called "the bell just rang, i'm sorry haz but you have to go to class" harry just nodded and wiped his tears away then made his way into class, letting his curls fall in his face in an attempt to try and hide himself. he walked into his english class, which he thankfully shared with liam and sat himself in the seat next to him.

***

about 30 minutes into the lesson, he felt something hit the back of his head and looked back, only to find his classmates giggling. he looked around for what could have hit him, and found a crumpled up piece of paper lying on the floor; he picked it up and opened it, only to find someone had written 'freak!!' on it. he felt his eyes well up with tears and he started doodling on his notebook, praying for this shitty day to come to an end.

the bell ran signaling the end of class, and harry immediately stood up and made his way out. he noticed that the pages of his journal were no longer on the walls, and he was thankful for that but he was still embarrassed that everyone knows about his shit now.

***

(tw: ed, bukimia)
at lunch, harry sat on his table with his friends as usual, while he tried to make up excuses as to why he wasn't eating, but this time, they had read his journal, they knew why he wasn't eating, so they tried to force him to eat, and they did, but little did they know that he was now kneeled in front of the toilet, two of his fingers stuck down his throat, trying to bring up the fries he ate.
tw over
***

the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and harry had never been more relieved. he took his stuff and made his way outside the school to wait for niall to drive them both home.

"hey haz" he heard louis' voice say from behind him.

"hi" he said, turning around.

"harry can i talk to you?" the blue eyed boy says with a smile.

"yeah, sure. what is it?" harry didn't even have to ask. he already knew what this was about.

"can you come over to my house?" he asked nervously.

"yeah, sure"

"k cmon then" louis smiled at harry. green met blue and the younger lad felt his heart stop beating.

***

"so" louis said

"so" harry giggled and louis felt his heart swell. how could such beautiful person go through the horrible things harry went through.

"um- i- oh gosh. basically, i read a few um- pages of your journal, but i didn't let any of the boys read anything and i um- i skipped english to take everything off the walls. and basically i- i know about your self harm, and your eating disorder, and your uh- anxiety. i also read something about suicide but uhm i stopped reading because i felt like i was intruding." the older boy said nervously. "so uhm i- like- i- ugh" he stuttered. "basically i want to know why? harry you're the most beautiful person i've ever-"

"m' not beautiful" he blushed

"yes you are. you have the kindest heart too. harry, i've known you since we were both in diapers, and you've never been anything other than kind to me, to zayn, to all of us. i know you won't believe me when i tell you this, but you're such an amazing person harry, inside and out, and i'll keep telling you it until one day, you see yourself the way i see you. and i promise to be by your side every step of the way. we'll take this one step at a time, but you'll get better. i promise. harry i know how lost and hopeless you feel right now, i know that you feel like there's no way out and you keep sinking deeper and deeper, but harry im begging let me be the one to help you out, it gets worse before it gets better, but nothing is temporary. it may take weeks, months, or maybe even years, but at the end of the day, im going to help you get better, and get out of this horrible darkness. i love you so much harry, we all do, and it hurts me to see you so broken, so please talk to me whenever you need, i promise i'll never judge you, and i won't tell anyone, not even niall" by the time louis finished speaking, harry was a sobbing mess. louis' heart broke, and he pulled him in for a hug.

***
"IM HOMEE" zayn yelled as he returned from volleyball practice. "zayn shut the fuck up" louis glared at him, then pointed to harry, who was asleep on his shoulder. "ooooo is loulou finally getting with hazzaaaa" zayn said in a teasing tone, and louis flipped him off "nope, we're just friends" he said, looking fondly at harry.

***
"look who's finally up" zayn said as harry woke up and rubbed his eyes with his fists. louis internally cooed, because how can anyone be this cute. "morning" harry said groggily. him falling asleep on louis' shoulder wasn't weird, in fact, it's happened between the lads many times before, so it was just a normal occurrence for them. "what time is it" he asked, his voice hoarse from sleep. "8:30" harry's eyes widened. "shit my mum's probably worried. i gotta go! see you lot tomorrow" he said. "bye haz" both boys said in unison.

as harry stepped out of the house, he saw that it was pouring rain. he contemplated asking louis to drive him but quickly shook the thought away as he didn't wanna bother him.

second chapterrr
i hope y'all like this

fun fact the thingys louis said to harry were originally a paragraph i sent to my bsf and i couldn't be assed to write smtn so i decided to use it.

also i miss lebanon. (when do i not)

anyways

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