There are no happy endings. There are only not ended (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Part 2

Harry POV

„ Come on, guys, who's first to come over to me?“ Lou turned her chair to me and Louis.

„ Him!“ We shouted as a duo, at the same time pointing to each other.

„ Louis, come here.“ Lou patted a chair and rolled her eyes, seeing as Louis had put his thumb in his mouth and shook his head.

„No, Jimmy protested!“ He cried and crossed his hands. Previously, maybe I would've watched all of this scene and laughed together, but now I had a computer in my hands, waiting for it to turn on.

„ Louis.“ Lou spoke warning him, so he stood up slowly and reluctantly, stumbling over my knee.

„ Next time, you will go without any talks. „ His finger touched my curl and he dropped to the chair. „ Oh no,not aga-“ He didn't finish his sentence and sneezed, blowing the powder off the brush.

 „ I'll be waiting at the door.“ I mumbled and got up from my space, opening the doors. The narrow corridor was empty, so I took a breath and slipped down, leaning my back against the wall, and placed the computer on my lap. This time, I wrote the name not hesitating and I have to agree, I got a little surprised when I saw that the number of readers increased.

"Chapter 2.

The fact scarier than, that the most popular gradiuate laughed at me in public, is that this will be recalled to me the whole year, as I'm finishing school next year.

„ Sweetheart!“ My mother stuck her head out of the door. „ The bus is coming in 5 minutes, don't be late!“ She reminded me and smiled widely.

„ How old am I? 5?“ I shot back rudely, walked past her and went down the stairs. Dad was looking at the morning newspaper in the kitchen.

„ Good morning, darling, don't forget your breakfast.“ He glanced at the plate that was on the table, with my so loved pancakes.

„ I'm late.“ I mumbled and ran out of the door. I started walking faster, hoping and praying not to be late for the bus, but my prayers weren't heard. I was at the stop, when the bus's doors closed and he moved away happily. Not knowing where to put my eyes, I let my face down, knowing that the bus is now laughing at my clumsiness. Without even thinking, I started running to the school, but it wasn't such a good idea. Never ran, never occupied on sports, I didn't have a lack of fresh breath in only a few minutes, so I had to stop. The rest of the way, I didn't try to not be late. Just how I imagined, the first lesson was already started, when I walked into the school building. Walking through the long, empty corridor, right to the end, I listened to my steps, which were equivalent to elephant walking. I opened my maths class' doors scarily and felt 31 pairs of eyes staring at me.

„Miss Mendez, how will you explain your delay?“ The teacher bowed her head, wanting to see me through her glasses' top. I didn't say a word. „I want an explanation.“ I didn't say a word. „ Miss?“ This time the teacher said it strickter, but I was still afraid to say anything. I stared at my trainers' rubbed off ends, with my head let down. „To the headteacher's office, immediately!“ She screamed when she lost her patience, and in the class, I could here an echo of a shameful "oh". „ Silence!“ She screamed again and looked at me. „ Let's go!“ She commanded and I, obediently, followed after her. „ Wait outside the door.“ She said as she showed to the chair that was next to the headteacher's office. I sat down and let my head down again, praying that these news wouldn't be told to my parents, but, as I saw today, God was on holidays, not trying to help me. The doors opened and someone walked out.

„ Wait outside the door.“ Said the imperative headtecher's voice, but I didn't put my head up. I stared at one pair of new "Converse" shoes, when I heard a chuckle.

„ So..“ I flinched when I understood who's voice it was. „I didn't expect to see you so quick and right at this place.“ He laughed mockingly. I wanted to stand up and hit his face, scream everything that I think about him, but i just sat there, taking deep breaths and looking at his shoes. –

„ Miss Mendez, come in.“  The teacher stuck her head out of the door. I stood up quickly and blinked, understanding that I am staring at this asshole's chest.

„ Was the cake nice?“ He laughed. Not loosing my temper, I started biting my lower lip and pushed the doors clumsily, but they didn't open. I pushed them again. „ You have to pull them.“ Harry couldn't hold back the laughter. I felt my cheeks go rosy pink, when I pulled the doors and walked into the office."

Harry POV

„Harry, it's your turn.“ Lou stuck her head out.

„Just a minute.“ I murmured still staring at the computer screen, not knowing if I should laugh or not. It wasn't funny, right?