Smile for me (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 1 - New school new rules

Here's chapter 1 :)

Harry POV

I walked in school trying to look confident, knowing that in high school, bullies could practically smell fear. I walked up to the front desk and cleared my throat to get the secretary's attention.

"Can I help you young man?" She asked with a smile.

"Um, yes, my name's Harry Styles and I'm new here...and I need to see the principle." I answered a tad shyer than before.

"Of course dear, he's in his office, just knock and wait until he calls you in" she answered still smiling.

"Thank you." I smiled back.

I slowly walk to the principal's office and gently knock on the door and wait. A few seconds later a voice on the other door sounds.

"Come in."

I open the door and walk in, sitting down in one of the chairs positioned in front of the big wooden desk. The chair from across swivels around and I am faced with a man that seems to be 43 years old, around 6ft tall, with sea green eyes and black hair. " AH, you must be Harry Styles, am I right?" He grins widely at me and extends his hand across the desk.

"Yes sir, I am." I answer as I shake his hand.

"Ok so I'll let you your schedule and you're assigned a buddy. Just wait a second." He said as he stood up and opened the filing cabinet, taking out a few sheets of paper.

"Here's your schedule," he says as he hands me a piece of paper. " and your buddy should be here in a minute."

A few seconds later there is a knock on the door and a boy with dyed blond hair and blue eyes walked in the room.

"Ah, Niall, I thought the boy Louis Tomlinson was to be Harrys' buddy?" he asked in a confused tone.

"He was but he didn't show up to class today so I volunteered, hope that's ok." He responded.

"Of course, of course that's fine." He was grinning.

"great, so can I give Harry here the tour?" he asked pointing at me.

"Yes go on go on."

I picked up my bag and made my way out the door where... Niall...I think, was waiting. Niall extended his hand and I took it, shaking it slightly. " Hey, name's Niall, Niall Horan, and you must be Harry Styles." He says, smiling.

"Yeah." I smile back.

For half of the day Niall showed me around the school until lunch came. As soon as the lunch bell rang, Niall grabbed my wrist and pulled me along while he ran and yelled out FOOD. As soon as we arrived in the cafeteria we headed to the lunch line and Niall grabbed just about everything on display. I chuckled as Niall tried to balance all the food on his tray while he headed to an empty table with me in tow. We made it to the table without any food spilling, much to Nialls' relief, and while we ate Niall pointed out the cliques in school. They were the stereotypical groups you see in movies, the populars ; Jocks and Cheerleaders, the Nerds, the Outcasts etc. while he was going on about food, a boy with feathery caramel hair that looked soft to touch, walk in fast, head low, probably trying to go unnoticed, but failed. As soon as he walked in, everything quieted down and all eyes seem to be on him. He noticed this and he froze in his spot and looked up. And let me tell you, his eyes were the most beautiful blue I had ever seen. He looked out at the sea of people and I took a good look at his face. What I saw brought tears to my eyes. The poor boy had blue and purple-ish bruises covering most of his face, but nevertheless he looked beautiful to me. His eyes suddenly landed on me and we both stared at each other for a few seconds. But in those few seconds I felt something like small fireworks burst in my stomach. But it soon disappeared as I saw the broken look in his eyes. He looked so fragile and damaged. Not just on the outside though. The boy soon snapped out of his frozen state and tears started streaming down his face as he looked around to the crowd that had not stopped looking at him. He then quickly turned around and ran out of the cafeteria. People started whispering to each other and soon the cafeteria had resumed with its usual chatter.

I turned to Niall. " Who was that?"

"That, was Louis Tomlinson, he's been here since freshman year and he's a junior now. No-one knows where he gets his bruises but this time was way worse than before."

"Wait what do you mean than before" this happened already?" I asked, horrified.

"Yeah, every other day he has a new bruise or cut, sometimes two days in a row. People assume that he gets them at home, but no-one actually knows."

"Why doesn't anyone ask him then?" I almost yell at him.

"People have tries but whenever you get close to him he freezes and stares at you like he's waiting to be hit, and whenever someone tries to talk to him he runs away. The reason everyone is staring at him is because they are worried about him."

"Worried? I honestly doubt that."

"They're worried because he wasn't like this the first year, or the second. He used to be a fun, outgoing, and happy guy. Everybody loved him and wanted him to be around, he was the exception for everyone. The cliques never talk or interact together, but Louis was the exception. Everybody loved him, even the teachers. But ever since this year he comes to school with bruises and cuts. He doesn't talk to anybody, and it almost seems as if he's forgotten that we were his friends. He used to wear colorful pants and stripes, but now he wears black and dark colours. " Niall had tears in his eyes so I pulled him into a hug. He laid his head on my shoulder and cried. "He used to be my best mate. The thing that saddens everyone the most, is that he never smiles anymore" He whispered.

"Oh, Niall, I'm so sorry."

Niall cried on my shoulder for a few minutes and I started thinking. I came to a decision.

I was going to make Louis Tomlinson smile.