Beneath the Surface

2

Though I still wink at Harry, I am nervous as fuck to go back into school. I had never planned on coming out at school, I was going to wait until I was older and deal with adults. Being mad at Harry wasn’t really an option but I was still sickeningly nervous about what people would say. Kids are ferocious, stopping at nothing to put other people down; the world is pretty screwed up.  My stomach a brawling mess, I push open the back door to reveal a relatively normal school hallway. With sweaty hands I push my way through the crowded hall, letting my fringe cover my anxious face, to try and disguise my newly outed-self. I make it to first period unscathed and settle into my seat in the far back, I bend over to put my backpack on the side of my desk when I get a push. I whip my head around startled, finally resting on the culprit I am met with bright blue eyes framed by fluffy hair so blonde it almost looked white. She sticks her hand in mine and jiggles it vigorously, “Hello fellow stranger” this new girl whispers looking me in the eye with a quirky grin. I nod leaning back slightly, feeling a tad scared over her aggressiveness, “I’m Perrie, I saw you by the bell tower earlier.” I shrink back suddenly frightened, could she be here to make fun of me or point me out to the class? Suddenly a look of concern passes across the eccentric girls eyes, “Ma’am” she speaks up “Is it ok if I take him to the nurse he doesn’t look too good” indicating to me. The teacher doesn’t even turn around waving us out the door grunting a small yes. Perrie pulled me outside and sat me down against the hall wall. “You okay?” she whispered sympathetically. Sliding my hands down my face I sigh, “No, not really, you saw what happened ermm well earlier didn’t you?” Smiling gently Perrie just looks down at me and nods, “Quite a catch you got there, Harry Styles the man of every girls dreams.” I laugh suddenly “You had a crush on him didn’t you?” I accuse “I’m sorry I just like him so much and an..” A hand is pushed against my lips forcing me to shut up. “No dude, I just hear girls talk! Anyway he’s totally not my type I have Zayn, he is perfect.” I sigh in major relief “I thought you were gonna steal my man!” “Nope boo!” We laugh, I look around at the dirty hallway floor and smile realizing I have made a friend who supports me.  

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I stomp out of the principal’s office unsatisfied with the punishment dealt out to Tom. Tom was the bad one, Tom provoked me, he was supposed to be my friend. I want Louis, I need Louis, why don’t I know his classes. I pushed through the packed hallway to my locker to get my backpack because I was supposed to go home for the day, at least no other punishment. I could feel the harsh judging eyes on me, I wanted to shrink and crawl into a hole. I was hardly paying attention when I slammed into someone shorter than me. I was about to continue on my march towards to my locker, when I hear a soft “Harry.” I whip my head in the direction of the voice resting my eyes on Louis’s smiling face. I glance around nervously gently grabbing Louis’s arm pulling him into the men’s restroom. I smile at Louis holding his one hand in both of my larger ones, “Louis I just have to go home for today I’m not suspended beyond that, oh and a week of detention.” Louis grips my hands excitedly, “We’re in this together boo.” I look at him holding down a smile “Boo?” I ask. He blushes in the cutest way possible making me have to resist the urge to say aww. “Well I made a friend and she kept saying that and I guess it just slipped…” I shut him up with a quick kiss which he immediately responds to. I pull away laughing, looking at Louis I hatch a plan. I kiss him one more time than whisper against his lips “Let’s get outta here.” He just nods and I once again began dragging him across the large school campus.

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I follow Harry out towards the parking lot wordlessly, admiring the way the muscles in his back flex as he turns his head this way and that to look for administrators. I climb into the passenger seat of Harry’s car nervously; I haven’t been in it before. We both let out a collective sigh as we are seated, happy to be finally alone together. I watch as Harry extends his arm to turn on the radio, it softly plays Long live the Queen by Frank Turner. I look down at my wringing hands awkwardly realizing we have hardly spent any time together. Harry must have felt my unease because he gently turns my shoulder having me look at him. I put on a sad smile; Harry leans forward and softly kisses me on the cheek brushing my hair out of my face as he pulls away, wanting more I lean back towards him and capture his lips in mine. Happily complying with my sudden aggression Harry pulls me impossibly closer, I curl my fingers into the curls at the base of his neck gently tugging earning a small moan. I pull back taking a small breath and put my forehead against Harry’s staring deep into his eyes.  “Louis” he sexily whispers from his swollen lips, I don’t respond lost in thought from the way my name rolled of his tongue. I feel something wet against my nose, “EWW” I shout, Harry had licked my nose. I push Harry lightly on the shoulder, “Hey where we going?” I ask ready to spend the rest of the day with Harry.