Louis P.O.V.
A week passed by and I haven't been at school. I was embarrassed about the whole Harry thing that I faked being sick or I either just ditched. Ashton would call me and ask if I was alright and I would just say I was sick. I walked into the big building and looked around for my 'friends' I found Olivia laughing with Nick. I rolled my eyes not wanting to be seen by her. I turned the corner instead of walking straight. I kept my gaze towards me smiling or waving at some girls earning a giggle from them. I saw Drew that was on the soccer team putting his book in his bag. He was a pretty nice lad if you ask me. He wasn't quite but also he wasn't annoying. I walked towards him leaning into the locker next to him.
"Hello Drew" I smiled as he turned to look at me with widen eyes.
"Louis mate" He pats my back and I laughed. It was silence it it was making me uncomfortable I can tell Drew kinda got the memo because he started to speak up.
"When are you joining the team again?" He asked I sigh and started picking at my nails.
"I dunno, has the team played any games?" I asked. Drew closed his locker slowly before putting his bag on his shoulder.
"Yeah actually there's one tonight, you should come and watch" He gave me a ticket and I furrow my brows.
"You need a ticket to watch the game?" I asked pointing at it. Drew let out a small laugh nodding his head.
"No, that ticket just tells the securities that you can sit on the bleacher with us" Drew started to walk and I followed.
"I don't think coach Bass would want me there" I tired giving him the ticket and he denied it.
"Coach won't mind, he'll be happy to see one of his best players sitting with the rest of the team" Drew roughly elbowed my stomach and I groaned. The bell rang making me roll my eyes. I walked as slowly as I can not wanting to be in class since Harry was there. I was scanning through my old messages with Ed and I frowned. I miss Ed a lot he hasn't talked to me since I visited Caroline back in Doncaster in the hospital. I turned my phone off as I found myself in front of the classroom. I opened the door and the teacher raised a brow.
"Your finally back, yet your late Tomlinson" The teacher glared at me and I rolled my eyes.
"I had something important to do" I mumbled. The teacher huffed and laugh lowly.
"More important than your education?" the teacher put the ruler down slowly.
"Of course, education is nothing but a waste of time for me" I started to walk towards my desk that was next to Harry. He had his head down his hand was covering the upper hand of his face. I threw my bag on the desk making it slide and hit Harry on his arm. Harry whimpered and quickly moved making a louder noise.
"Is everything okay back there?" The teacher asked. I looked down at Harry and he just nodded not answering nor looking up. I sat on my chair slowly getting the bag from Harrys side of the desk. I took my phone out and started to randomly play a game that was downloaded. I looked to the corner of my eye and I see Harry wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. I pretended I was playing the game but my eyes were focused on Harry. He stood up with a groan grabbing his side. I let out a loud gasp that made everyone turn around and face me. I looked straight at Harrys bruised face. His ignored my gazed and started walking in front of the class with a limp. I grabbed a paper from the front desk as everyone was eyeing him. I was now standing up with my chair hitting the back if my legs and the desk in front of me. Harry walked slowly whimpering every time he moved. Once he got to his desk I sat down and leaned close to him.
"Who the fuck did this to you!" I growled and he flinched. I couldn't help but ask who did that my him. Harry didn't answer me and I tapped my finger on the desk trying to calm down.
"Was it fucking Damien! He is so dead! I fucking made it clear to him not to lay a single finger on you!" I stood up madly making the teacher gasp. My hands turned into fists hitting the desk hard enough to break my knuckles. Everyone gasped but Harry just flinched as a tear ran down his fragile cheek.
"Tomlinson get out of my classroom!" The teacher yelled and I turned around storming out. I made it clear to him that if he laid a finger on Harry I would kill him! He has no fucking right in touching him any way! I ran my hand through my hair next thing I knew I punched the locker beside me. I didn't feel the pain at first but then it started to come to me. I grabbed my hand and hissed in pain. Why I'm I caring so much about him! He's a fucking guy no one talks to! I shouldn't worry about who will hurt him! But he's.. He's so fragile and innocent. I slid down to the floor my arse on the floor and my back against the lockers, I closed my eyes hearing nothing in the empty hallway.
Harrys P.O.V
Everyone eyed me and I felt so small under their gaze. I looked at the teacher and she raised and eyebrow.
"C-can I go?" I pointed to the door and she nodded. I know this is a bad thing, going after Louis is just getting me more into trouble but I needed to see how he was. I grabbed my bag and Louis before walking out. I winced every time I walked it hurt so bad. I saw Louis sitting on the floor against the lockers and I walked slowly towards him. I guess he heard my footsteps because he opened his eyes and looked up at me. I sat down next to him covering my whimpers with coughs. I gave him his bag and he took it (not harshly).
"Harry please tell me who did this to you" He turned around so his body was faced me. I started to play with bag and Louis took the bag from my hand.
"Harry" he warned. I sigh and looked up, his dark blue eyes filled with worry. Wait.. Worry but why would he be worried?
"It was no one Louis" I mumbled putting my sleeve down.
"No one? Harry they could have killed you! Have you seen yourself!" Louis yelled. I nodded keeping my eyes glued to my lap. I couldn't tell him who it was I just couldn't. He's gonna despite him even more if I tell him who hurt me this bad.
"Harry please" Louis took my hand in his and I felt the stupid butterflies in my stomach. I nodded my head and Louis sigh.
"Why? Why can't you tell me? Did the person who did this to you threatened you!?" Louis let go of my hand so he wouldn't have to hurt me. I nodded my head not wanting to speak because I couldn't trust my words.
"Look Harry I just need you to tell me who this dick did this to you so I can-" I cut him off by letting out a cry.
"I- It was Josh okay, he's the one who did this to me"
I am finally fucking back! Happy New Years I'm sorry this is late. I'm finally back in California! Hell fucking yesss! So how was your new years? Mine was shitty af. Anyways I missed you cute adorable munchkins :) I love you all equally!
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FanfictionLouis Tomlinson is a new student. Harry Styles is a victim of bullying. ¡Triggering! (Self-harm, suicidal thoughts, physical and mental abuse, rape, bad language) Cover by the one and only @fireproof_stylinson