Smokescreen (mpreg)

CH 3

I made random drawings in my notebook as the teacher spoke about what we would be covering in this this year; doing my best to not look to my right where Harry was sitting. "Hey do you have a pen? I forgot mine in my locker" Harry asked, looking at me. Before I could answer a girl in front of him giggled and said "Hey new kid, you can't just walk into this school and ask Louis Tomlinson for a pen; but here you can borrow mine".

Harry grabbed the offered pen "Thank you, I'll give it back after class" Harry said to the girl. I watched Harry out of the corner of my eye for most of the class but I was careful to not make it obvious; I had an image and reputation to uphold after all.

Harry and I made eye contact several times and whenever we did, he gave the biggest smile I've ever seen on a person; I was thankful we sat in the back of class so almost no one could see what he was doing. When the bell finally rang I nearly sprinted from the class as Harry started saying "So Louis I-". I needed to get away from him

I made an appearance in my second class so I wouldn't be marked absent and then made an excuse that I was having stomach issues that excuse me from the rest of the session. Using a key that I borrow years ago and never returned; I sat on the roof of the school, a cig between my lips. I liked to come up here and think.

This Harry Styles guy was going to give me issues; reputations took life times to build up and maintain, but took minutes to crumble and fall apart. No one knew that I was attracted to guys, not even Zayn, Liam or Niall. I couldn't let him near me, I had to protect myself; but oh my god his smile...and those dimples.

Looking down at the school grounds I watched as a group of bullies picked on Danny, the only gay kid at our school, by playing keep away with his backpack. He was tormented and bullied daily because of his sexuality, and rumor has it that he tried to commit suicide last year; but that only made the bulling worse since now everyone saw him as gay and weak, it was sickening. The bell signaling the end of the 2nd session rung and I gathered my stuff to head to my third class.

"Longest. Day. Ever!" Zayn complained as we finally were finished for the day. "Oh it wasn't that bad, at least you're not Niall who has to stay an extra two hours after school to practice football" Liam said as he walked with us "So anyway what are you guys going to do this afternoon?" I shrugged "I'm just going to chill at home". Zayn said "I got nothing planned to be honest, let's do something Liam". Liam nodded "Zayn you should totally come over to my house this afternoon, my parents aren't home and there is this show on Netflix called "The Walking Dead" that looks totally interesting". Zayn nodded "Sure, that sounds like fun".

I watched the two of them leave together as I took my sweet time putting on my helmet; I had nowhere else to go for the day so I wasn't in a rush. Looking over I saw Harry sitting on a low wall by himself in front of the school, probably waiting for a ride home or something.

I stared at him for a long moment, taking full advantage that the visor of my motorcycle helmet was tinted so you really wouldn't see my eyes. It was actually the first time I got a good look at him, and he was absolutely breath taking.

This was going to be a rough year.