*2 years ago*
(A/N:this is from the beginning, before everything happened, i’m not telling what happened but there you go!)
“Styles! are you paying attention!?”
“yes ms. owens”
“good now answer number two”
“the square root of pi is 1.77245385091”
“correct”
i set my head back on my arms, that i was using as a pillow and returned to sleep , i was having a wonderful dream about my house... i miss my bed ok!
“okay guys, thats it for today, for homework read chapter 18 and answer the questions and fill out the worksheet on page 182”
about everyone in the class groaned, i don’t mind doing homework, unless its something stupid...
the bell rang, i was the first out the door, i don’t mind doing schoolwork but i HATE sitting in the classroom i mean what’s the point? your bum ends up numb and the slightest movement brings peoples attention on you!
I plugged in my black headphones to my phone and put them in my ears as i went outside for break, time to be alone, I felt myself relaxing as the loud notes of never too late hit my ears, i have quite a mix of music...
i sat in front of a tree, in the corner of the courtyard, then i saw Louis Tomlinson and the football team coming, oh no,
i turned up my music and focused on the text from my sister, Gemma, asking how my day is going
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
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Forbidden mistakes (Larry Stylinson)
Hayran KurguHarry Styles, the school Geek, bullied since year nine , Always alone , with his music, Louis tomlinson , the school jock, The one who bullied him, so he didn't lose his status, his popularity What will happen when the two used to be best friends r...
