chapter 21

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Louis' POV

Things with Harry seem to be getting awkward. We'll be hanging out normally but then the subject of coming out comes up and then he goes all quiet. I'm not ready and he needs to realize that. He hasn't brought it up yet but I feel he will. I came out to Zayn and Louis only because hey caught us red handed. I can't imagine the beatings I'd get for coming out. I can't go through that. My life is hard enough without a bunch of assholes beating on me.

Today is the day I've been dreading, friday. The day I must preform my song. I wrote it a week ago and I'm really nervous. My voice is horrible and I feel like everyone's going to laugh at me or judge me. Also my song choice was a love slow type song which is very different from what people are expecting. They expect some My chemical romance, black veil brides, Marianas trench type music but it's almost the exact opposite.

At this exact moment I am on route to school walking, wearing my new coat Harry insisted on buying me this Wednesday. I said no but he bought it while my back was turned. He really is amazing to me. I can't even afford to buy him a present for Christmas, which is in almost a month. I would never blame him for it but he makes me feel like shit whenever he buys me things and I can't buy him things. I show up a little late and a lot of people are already in their classes. I spot Liam and I wave him over.

"oi Payno what's up"  I greet.

"I've got a horrible Maths test to do" he groans

"you think you've got problems I've got to preform a song in music later"

"Ouch" he laughs.

"I've got to get to English" I tell him. He nods and walks off. I grab my book and head off the english just as the bell rings. I sit in my usual seat in the back near Zayn and right behind Harry.

"good morning everyone!" the teacher exclaims way to cheerily for 7:30 in the morning. We all mumble a short hi and he rolls his eyes.

"Well I will be picking up you're songs now so pass them to the person in front of you and up to me please." he tells us. I pass my shitty song to harry and my hand lingers a minute before pulling back. He smiles and turns back to face the front.

Mr. cumblescrunch let us practice our songs for the rest of the period. Some people reread their songs in their heads, others belted their songs as loud and obnoxiously as possible. I silently hummed and reread the song. I have never been more nervous for anything ever. I'm shaking in my seat.

"Louis you okay mate?" I hear Zayn ask.

"Um yeah I'm just nervous about the whole song thing." I confess.

"I'm skipping. you should come with" he offers. It's tempting but harry would be really disappointed in me if I skip.

"I can't I promised Harry I would do it and any way if we skip we would just have to do it later"

"Oh whatever I'll let you be'' He says. I'm kinda glad to be perfectly honest. I need my time to internally die. My stomach feels as if it's actually about to jump out of my ass.

"Lou you're shaking" I hear a husky voice whisper.

"Nervous that's all" I reassure. Harry smiles, nods the goes back to rereading his song. He's so sweet but I'm glad he's leaving me alone

right as I'm about to pass out from nerves Mr. cramblescrunch claps his hands  to get every ones attention  he announces that everyone will present their songs tomorrow and that we will go by seats so that means i will be around the last person presenting... awesome this means my song will be the freshest in everyone's mind 

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