Lirry Stayne One Shots

Highschool

Liam is the new kid and Harry is a flirt.

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"Li it'll be fine." Karen, the mother of the seventeen year old boy, consoled as she adjusted his tie. She held on to his shoulder and inspected his torso, seeing if every button was intact, if there were creases in his shirt or if the tie was crooked.

Liam let out a long sigh and twisted his mouth to the side. His mother looked up at him seeing his tensed face and cupped his chin.

"Babe there's nothing to be worried about." She tipped slightly, tilting his face down so she could kiss his forehead.

He bit his bottom lip and nodded, even though he knew it didn't quite stick with him.

He didn't like starting new schools, but with his dad being in the army they had to move practically every year since he was eleven, give or take a few months. Since it's been so many times you'd expect him to be used to it but he wasn't. He would never adapt to the new feeling of starting a new school. He was deemed as shy and awkward, he barely talked and that made him automatically weird.

"C'mon you can't be late." His mother said. She pat his cheek and grabbed his hand pulling him out of the room. At the last second he took his book bag off the door hanger and allowed his mother to pull him out the small apartment.

He took a final sigh before opening the car door which he was more or less dragged to.

The thought of going to new school yet again was considered rubbish to Liam, he wished he was homeschooled instead, that way he wouldn't have to socialize. Socializing for him was a no-no and going to school and being socially awkward isn't something that someone looks forward to. Due to him and this "awkwardness" he got bullied constantly, no matter where he went. The bullying however was worst when he moved to America.

He found the kids at his school in America to be more aggressive and judgmental than the other students at his previous school. It got so bad he had to pick up boxing. Physically he was able to fit of the bullies but emotionally......? It was brutal, he got picked on severely and no amount of boxing could mend how his heart ache and how his cheek flush with embarrassment whenever they slurred an insult at him.

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The stares. He felt them, he didn't have to look, he just knew he was being watched. He held onto the straps of his bag and looked at his mother's feet, making them lead him to the principals office because he didn't want to take the chance to look ahead so he could see the beholder(s) of the stares.

"C'mon baby it's......this one." His mother said, taking one last glance at door to the main office seeing if she was correct or if she was going to the guidance counsellor's office like when she came for registration.

He followed his mother through the door, hearing the click of it indicating that it closed before daring to take his eyes off the ground to look around the room.

He stood next to his mother as she spoke to the secretary, silently inspecting the room. The walls were beginning to chip and the paint was becoming brown with dirt, it was in need of a new coat. There were diplomas, trophies, certificates, pictures and events that were going to happen splayed all over the room.

Halloween dance in two weeks? That's something that Liam can put on his list of things he's not going to.

"Babe, look here." Karen called, breaking him from observing the seemingly satisfactory room. She thrusted a couple papers in his hands. "This," she held up a single sheet "is your schedule, it has your locker number and combination and these," she pointed to the rest of the papers "are some of the upcoming events." She looked at him and began wiggling her eyebrows, pushing one paper in particular towards him. He looked down at the paper.