Chapter 2

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~Niall's POV . 3 Years ago. ~

"I love you, Harry." I said quietly, nuzzling my face into his neck, my hand in his curls.

"I love you too, Niall." Harry said, kissing my forehead. I don't know how long we stayed in that position, but I wanted to stay like that forever.

"Niall?" Harry said, just above a whisper.

"Yes, Harry?"

"W-what happens when we go back to school? W-what happens t-to us?" Harry asked, tears dropping onto my head. We have been together since freshman year, even though we were bullied. Once I was put into the hospital because they hurt me so bad. I had a broken arm a fractured ribs, but I still stayed with Harry. But, I never knew he'd be the one leaving...

*PRESENT TIME*

My alarm went off, signaling it was time for school. I groaned. I hated school, and Liam probably wouldn't be there and if Louis and Zayn were I wouldn't see them until lunch, because they were seniors and Liam and I were juniors. I threw my duvet off my body, walking over to my closet. I picked out a black v-neck shirt and jeans, simple enough?

After I got out of the shower and changed I styled my hair into my usual quiff, my dark roots becoming very noticeable. I grabbed my black backpack, rushing out the door.

***1st period***

"Good morning, students."

"Good morning, Mrs. Gomez." We all said in sync. She was our history teacher, and she was in her late thirties.

"Well, I am glad to tell you we have a new student." She said gesturing to someone who stood out in the hallway, so we couldn't see them.

"Mr. Styles, please come in." She said calmly. It took a second for me to comprehend what she said, but as soon as I realized what she said, it felt like my heart was broken all over again. I looked up and a familiar eyes met my gaze. He looked different.

His old chocolate brown curls were now a darker shade of brown. They weren't all over the place, they were now tamed,I guess? His eyes had changed from bright green to a mossy green colour. His airplane necklace still hung on his neck.

But, I guess I looked different to. My hair wasn't extremely blonde anymore. My dark roots gave It more of a dirty blonde look. Also, it wasn't just on my head (if that makes sense) it was now in a quiff. My teeth weren't crooked, they were straight.

"Hello, I'm... Erm Harry Styles. I was here for Freshman and the beginning of soft-more year. So some of you might remember me." He spoke quietly, his voice deeper and more raspy then I remembered. Mrs. Gomez pointed to a seat for him to sit at, but I didn't know which seat because I was writing notes, which I knew she'd tell us to do.

I heard rattling next to me, and looked over. He had to fucking sit here? Of all places in this damned classroom. I wasn't completely over him. I was in the part were you're just angry, sad, and full of regret. I regret letting Harry walk away, but it would take a lot for me to take him back.

***LUNCH***

"Hey Lou, Zayn, Liam, H-" I was shocked to see Harry sitting with them. They acted like everything was fine, they acted like he didn't break my heart. I laughed bitterly and walked over to a different table, where my friend Josh was sitting.

"Aye, Mate." Josh said, lightly punching me in the arm.

"What's up, Josh?" I asked, sincerely. Josh was popular, so everyone was too scared to talk to him, the only people that weren't were the football (American Football, Sorry :/) team, the cheerleaders, And I.

Josh and I have been friends since grade school, he knew everything about me, and I knew everything about him.

"Nothing, really. I see Harry's back, trying to shove himself back into your old group of friends." He said, angrily.

"Yeah, I know. I haven't spoken to him. I hope he doesn't talk to me."

Josh and I continued to talk about anything random, because it was obvious that I didn't want to talk about Harry.

(A/N: Word Count: 715.

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