5.

1K 44 51
                                    

PLEASE READ:

IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EAISLY, THEN I SUGGEST NOT TO READ THIS. THERE ARE FORMS OF SELF HARM AND I FORGOT TO ADD THIS... I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO GET HURT.

Harry's POV

"Harry... Did Louis Tomlinson really stay at your house last night?" Liam asked me worried.

"Yes he did... I'm surprised I survived." I said seriously. I fixed my flower crown on my head.

Liam chuckled.

"WHAT? ITS NOT FUNNY!!" I scream.

"It kind of is H..." Liam says.

"Whatever. Everything's funny to yo-"

"HEY!! FAG!!" Someone calls. No doubt they were calling to me.

I try to finish what I was saying and pretended I didn't hear whoever called for me, hoping that they would leave me alone.

But, living my life, I never get what I want.

"STYLES! I'M TRYING TO FUCKING TALK TO YOU!!" The same person shouts again, and before I can turn around, I felt a sharp pain in my back and fall on the ground.

"Leave him alone" Liam trys to help me, but gets shoved to a locker.

I don't even know who this is!

"Please d-don't hurt L-Liam..." I plead.

"We just need him out of the way sweet cheeks." Someone said.

I look up to see the schools second biggest bully.

Nick Gremshaw.

(I have nothing against Nick... It's just the first name that popped into my head...)

Right behind Louis. Usually they beat me up together, but Louis is no where to be seen.

But, not to Harry's surprise, Nick's best friend, Jack Robinson, is pinning Liam to the locker. (I got Jack Robinson from the concert thing in June... He's Harry's old friend and he stole Harry's girlfriend when they were fourteen xD again, I have nothing against Jack or Nick)

"Leave Harry alone!! I swear if you touch him-" He was cut off by Jack punching him in the nose.

"NO!" I scream. "DON'T FUCKING HURT LIAM!! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!"

"It's okay Haz.... Neither did you" Liam says with blood dripping down his face.

"NO! ITS NOT OKAY!! HE'S HURTING YOU LIAM" I scream and try to run over to Liam to help him.

Nick stops me.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Nick asks sounding pissed off.

"I'm going to help my friend you jackass!" I yell in his face.

"How can you stick up for your worthless friend and you can't stick up for yourself?" When I don't answer, he screams, "ANSWER ME WHEN I ASK YOU A FUCKING QUESTION"

"I d-don't know..."

Nick grinds his teeth together when he sees my purple and blue flower crown, then my bright green jumper, and my black skinny jeans.

"Why the fuck are you wearing long sleeves? It's so fucking hot!" Nick asks.

"I-I'm cold." I answer back simply. This ticks Nick off.

"HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU COLD?!ANSWER MY QUESTION TRUTHFULLY!!" He screams.

I'm really scared at that point, and much to my disappointment, he can tell.

Falling Hard For The Bully (Larry Stylinson)Where stories live. Discover now