Psychotic (Narry AU) [ o.h ]

Chapter 3

~Harry~

I followed a brown haired boy down to the main hall (i had forgotten his name, but that wasnt my concern at the moment), my eyes lingering on the blonde boy laughing at something one of the girls had said. I looked him up and down for the umpteenth time, slowly trailing from his shoes (which I can see are supras) all the way to the blonde quiff, the brown roots showing. I couldn't help but admire the beautiful boy before me. Everything about him was beautiful, the way his jeans were baggy yet tight, the jumper he was wearing was a blue color and read 'skool sucks' matching his white supras. There was no denying it, he was gorgeous.

I watched as he sat down next to the girl from earlier, I chose to sit opposite him (hoping to look at and admire him more) as he said something that made the girl giggle. Soon, I felt the gears start to turn as I realized that they must have something going on between them. They never really separated, and she kept laughing. I remembered her name, it was something like Mallory. I don't like her, that hot-boy-stealing bitch.

"Harry, you may want to stop staring, didn't your mother tell you it's rude to stare?" The same brown haired boy said smiling, sitting down next to me. I gave him a blank look, I felt bad, not remembering his name, but it didn't seem to bother him as he stuck his hand out for me to shake and said "Louis".

I smiled (vaguely) and shook his hand. We were in the dinning hall, students were filing in for dinner. Checking my watch, it read 6:30. That's an early dinner...

I listened to the groups conversations, occasionally nodding. Feeling a tug on the sleeve of my jumper, I looked up to see Louis pointing towards the line of students getting their dinner. Getting up, I followed him and observed the students in the line. Most looked normal. Normal may sound rude, but I was expecting there to be significant differences not for them all to look like kids from my school. I looked to the front of the line just in time to see Niall turning away with his tray mountained with food.

I got a tray and a piece of lasagna was placed on a plate and onto my tray including a bowl of salad and a bottle of water. I followed Louis back to the table and sat opposite Niall and Mallory again. Niall, I noticed had already almost finished his food, even though his tray was full when he sat down. I picked at my food, eating most of the lasagna and salad, doing the same as before and nodding my head occasionally to make it look like I was participating in conversation.

After a while I realized everyone at the table had gone silent and I suddenly became very self conscious as I looked up to see 9 pairs of eyes staring right at me. "S-sorry, what was that?" I asked trying not to sound awkward but failing miserably. "Louis, as a joke asked if you'd kiss any of us here in the group and you nodded" Liam informed me.

Well, that's just great isn't it? I looked at Niall to see him fiddling with his fork, staring at his empty tray. "Who is it then?" asked Ed, who was sitting on the other side of me. "Um.." I coughed awkwardly and mumbled the first name that came to mind, "Sarah?" It came out as more of a question, but it got everyone's eyes off of me.

Well, not everyone's, Niall's eyes met mine for the second time today. I looked into his bright blue eyes, only to be met with something that looked like hurt. Why would he be hurt though? He's with Mallory, isn't he? And anyway, if by some chance he was gay, he sure as hell wouldn't go for a screwed up person like me!

I got up after dinner and followed Ed back to our room. Walking down the hallway, I heard muffled talking coming from the floor below. Sticking my head over the railway, I saw Niall standing outsider room knocking on the door repeatedly. "Niall buddy, you locked yourself out again?" Ed said laughing as he leant his head over the railing like me. Niall turned at the sound of his voice and shrugged. His blue eyes found mine and he turned around to look back at his door, which hadnt been opened for him.