Beautiful Sin

Chapter 1;

Harry's Pov :

School. The one thing i can always rely on to ruin my day. It's not that i'm disliked or discriminated against. I just don't see the point of putting myself through 7 hours of painstakingly dull torture a day. And what do i get out of it, nothing. I already have the grades to get into a high rated university at 14. Why must i go through 4 more years of things i already know when i could be getting on with my life. Now, you see i would try and explain this to my father, but i know for a fact there is no point. 

 You see in my father's eyes, i'm his last hope. Gemma is 21 now, and after years of arguing and fighting with my parents she has moved out and become a lingerie model, much to my father's dismay. He is the Priest of this religious town and  he was outraged at Gemma's disobedients, as was most of the town. I am, what my father likes to call me,  his last hope to redeem are family. And that is why i must live through 4 more years of school, so my father can parade me around, so he is seen as some sort of fatherly saint.

But he is not you know. My father, along with most of this town, are unfortunately some of the most narrow minded people today.  And although i try to keep an open mind and heart, it's hard. It's easy for me to think all these things, but would i ever have the confidence to say them? No.... no i would not. There is not much room for opinion in this town. When you're here you do as the bible / church / priest / my father  says and nothing else. If you stray from what's normal you are completely outcast and destroyed.

 I remember once, a couple years ago, a boy the year above me came out as a homosexual. His parents disowned him, and after 5 months of soul crushing bullying and mistreatment he committed suicide. The church even refused to give him a burial in the church graveyard, not that anyone would of gone. Unfortunately for this young lad, he was already dead in most people's minds when he "came out".

Beep Beep Beep. Arghh, time to get up. It's quite easy to lose myself in my mind sometimes if i'm not careful. But there is no more time for that now. I have to get ready for school before Niall arrives.  I hop out of bed and into the shower. Letting the scolding hot water cascade  down my body. I know i might be what some consider a good looking lad but i hate my body. I can find flaws in every curve and crease. There isn't anything i wouldn't do to change my body, because although my mother calls it baby fat i am not unaware of the pudge on my stomach and chub on my cheeks.

Stepping out the shower, i rub myself down and towel dry my mane of hair. I really need to get it cut, as my father keeps telling me. But if i'm honest i kinda like the long scraggly look. Think it suits me better. I finish tying my tie as the doorbell rings. "Harry, Niall's here, hurry up". "ok mum, i'm coming" i holla back down the stairs. I love my mother, even if she is really bossy.

I grab my bag as i leg it down the stairs, taking two steps at a time. Waiting by the door for me is my best mate Naill. "You a'right Haz? Ya seem a bit frazzled". I deep chuckle leaves my throat as i take in my little blond irish friends remark. He sure does know all the right things to say. "Yh, i'm alright, just woke up a bit late is all" i say as i kiss my mother on the cheek.

After my mum tells me she isn't going to be home till late, i grab my keys and head out the door with Niall. I watch him as he bounces along the street next to me as he tells me (i say that but he was practically shouting) about how his cousin from Ireland is coming down in the spring break and how he is gunna see if he wants to go busking with him. I wish i had Niall's confidence. It's almost like he has a switch in his head and he can just turn it off and just stop worrying about what people think. I could really do with one of those switches, i spend most of my life, making sure i'm pleasing people.

I completely zone out Niall's constant jibber jabber as we pass an old empty cafe. Well usually it's empty, it seems someone is doing it up again. Pretty good plan too, it used to make tons of money before the old lady who ran it died, I even used to do a saturday job sometimes. But it seems this time it isn't an old lady who is gonna run the place.

My stomach does a slip as a guy with strong arms and a black lip ring strolls out the shop holding a bag of rubbish. God, that was weird, that has never happened before.  I get whipped out of my thoughts as the guy from the shop suddenly appears in front of me saying something. "Oh, what sorry, um i er didn't hear you" i manage to stutter out  as a deep crimson blush appears on my cheeks. "I said, Can i help you with something? You have been standing out here, staring, for the past 3 minutes" the older guy says with a chuckle. It surprises me how high his voice is, its not like he sounds silly, it's just higher than you would have expected for a guy that age. "It's um, er it's nothing, sorry i didn't mean to stare.  Hi i'm um Harry." i mumble will sticking out my hand. He places his large hand around mine "i'm louis, its nice to meet you um Harry but you better get going, don't wanna be late for school now, do you" he said with a light laugh, before disappearing back into the threshold.

My mind slowly drifts back to Louis as me and Niall continue to walk the rest of the way to school. It's odd, i feel like there is something different about him. Something i'm yet to find out........

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Hello lovely's 

I know, i know, its been awhile since i last updated. I just didn't know what to write and i really wanted to make sure the first chapter was good for you guys. Well i hope you like it, it took me bloody ages to write. If you do like it be sure to give it a vote. 

Lots of Love and Larry hugs,

Little Miss Sunshine xxx