feminine || larry

7

"Why do you wear skirts? I don't like it."

"I wear skirts to be pretty not to impress you."

"Boys aren't supposed to wear skirts. I don't like seeing boys in skirts."

"Oh, well lucky for you there's something called turning around and never talking to me again."

Louis looks offended but covers it up quickly not wanting Harry to see he had a better comeback than his.

"Did you know that the bibl-"

"Yes I know you tell me every time! How God hates people like me but you know what I think? I think that God loves everyone no matter what; something you should do!"

"Well I'm sorry that some people - you - are a big disgrace to the town because you shouldn't be dressing like that!"

Harry felt the tears coming but he didn't want to cry.

Louis went too far telling Harry he was a disgrace and Louis knew that too.

Louis felt bad telling Harry he was a disgrace to the town. He didn't mean it. If he could turn back time, he wouldn't say that because he knows how bad it affects people; how bad it affects Harry.

"You are such a mean person!"

Harry ran around Louis and towards the bathrooms.

Louis ran after Harry but then stopped.

Why was he running after someone he doesn't even like?

He was questioning himself while Harry was crying his eyes out in the bathroom.

"Harry?!"

Harry unlocks the stall and let's Niall engulf him in one of his famous hugs.

"What happened bub?"

"H-he called m-me a disgrace!"

"That bitch!"

"Niall, don't cuss! But I know! He's so mean to me and i don't even know why! No one else is this bothered by how I'm dressed!"

"Sorry Haz, you know you look beautiful right? Whatever Louis says shouldn't affect you alright? Louis and his opinion are irrelevant."

Harry nodded and hugged Niall once more. He wiped his face and fixed his posture and walked out of the bathroom with confidence.

Harry made it to history with, thankfully, two minutes to spare. He walks, more like trudged, his way to his seat and sat down with a huff.

"I thought you went to call your mum to get you actual boy clothes to dress in."

"Well I didn't so oh well."

"I don't like your style, styles."

"I don't like you at all, Tomlinson."

Louis and Harry hated each other.

And that's what they both thought.

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You're probably thinking "nayeska why is this so shitty?????"

Well let me tell you

I have no idea why this is so shitty

Maybe it's because I'm a shitty writer and my writing skills are so bad

Oh welllllll

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-N xx