Harry's POV
Each class seemed to drag on and on. It's only lunch right now but I had to stay after with my English teacher. She was explaining what I missed yesterday. I sighed once she finally let me go and walked to my locker to dump all my crap. "Styles!" I flinched hearing the voice. Now is not the time for his shit. I get a hand roughly grab my shoulder. Ugh where's Liam. No no I need to handle shit on my own. My back hitting a locker interrupted my internal battle. "Leave me alone!" I said pushing him off me. "Ah the fags getting a little angry huh. But what you gonna do you don't have your fag friends here to save you." Sam snickered. "Don't talk about me or my friends that way!" I yelled pushing him hard. I watched as he stumbled and fell to the floor. He stood up fuming. Shit. "Your gonna regret that styles!" His fist came in contact with my face. Then another. Then another. I fell to the floor holding my stomach so tight. "Now look how tough you are!" He snickered walking away. I was so grateful for no punches to the stomach.
I layed on the floor for what felt like a while,but in reality a few minutes, before gaining enough strength to walk to the bathroom. The person in the mirror didn't look like me. They had bags under their eyes from not sleeping but bruises and blood from Sam. Tears poured from my eyes. I looked like shit. I should've just ignored him. I'm tired of people treating me like shit when I didn't do anything to them.
I grabbed a paper towel and wiped the blood off my face. I had a busted lip and a cut above my eye. I saw the skin around my eyes turning a dark color. There was no way I could hide this. I debated on whether to go to lunch or not but I knew if I skipped Liam would come looking for me. He's so protective over his friends and family.
I saw my Liam and Niall at our usual table so I slowly walked over, keeping my head down. "Hey mate what did the English teacher want? It took you forever." Niall asked as I sat down, still my head stayed down. "Oh nothing just catching up on what I missed yesterday." I mumbled quietly. I didn't feel like talking. Nothing ever goes right when I do. I sighed and took a bite of the sandwich in front of me. If it weren't for this baby I would be starving.
I knew Liam and Niall were whispering about me. I could hear them and I could feel their eyes burning holes through me. "Harry what's going on?" Liam asked. I just shook my head. I honestly don't want to talk. I just want to go see Lou. I felt Liam come sit beside me and Niall on the other. "Harry it's gonna be okay. Everything is gonna be okay. Louis is strong. He's fighting and he would never leave you alone! He loves you too much to let you go!" Niall said rubbing my back. I flinched at the contact, must be a bruise from Sam again. I really hope they didn't notice. "Harry. Look at me!" Liam said sternly and honestly it scared me when he did this. I know he knows what's going on. I kept my head down. "Harry!" He snapped. "Liam calm down! Your scarin him!" Niall yelled back. I grabbed my things quickly before rushing out of the cafeteria.
I sat down in front of my locker and put my head in my hands. Everything is going wrong again. Louis being in a coma and Sam being himself. I can't do this anymore! I let out a frustrated cry. "H-Harry?" I looked up to see Niall, liam standing behind him looking at the ground. "Oh my god Harry!" Niall said rushing toward me. "Who did this!?" Liam said calmly. "I-I can't T-take this!" I cried. Liam sat down beside me pulling me into his lap while Niall sat beside us. "Hey Haz calm down." Niall tried. "I can't. I can't take it! I need Louis! I need him to be okay. Why is this happening. What did I do wrong? Why am I a human punching bag?" I sobbed. "Listen to me Harry! Louis is going to be okay! And you have to stay strong! Your baby needs you to be strong! He or she is depending on you-" Liam started but I cut him off. "She..." Liam looked confused but Niall smiled brightly pulling me up and into a hug. "Congratulations!" Niall said. I laughed looking at Liam's face. "You dumb ass he's having a girl!" Niall said to Liam. Liam's eyes widened before hugging me tightly.
"Thank you guys!" I said after having my breakdown and calming down. "You guys haven't left my side since I came here and I can't thank you enough! I love you guys!" I smiled happily I had them in my life! "Aww Haz we love you too!" Niall laughed.
The day went by a little quicker after lunch but I had lots of homework and studying to do for finals. But first I need to see Louis. Liam drove with Niall and let me borrow his car since I had gotten my license but didn't have a car. I pulled into the hospital and walked to Louis room.
I noticed no one was there so I plopped down in the empty chair and sat my bookbag on the floor. I noticed Louis didn't have the tube sticking out of his throat so he wasn't in the venalator anymore. That's improvement. "Hey Lou. I miss you! It's only been 3 days but it's so hard without you! I need you back! I love you! I love you so much!" I croaked kissing his hand.
"Ah Harry. How are you?" The doctor asked walking in. "Been better." I sighed looking up at him. I saw him eye my face, which I totally forgot about, but thankfully he said nothing but sent a sympathetic smile my way. "How is he?" I asked. "He's doing a lot better actually. He's definitely fighting. He's breathing on his own now. Now it's all up to him." The doctor said. I nodded and thanked him.
I looked at the time and saw it was 8pm already. I really didn't wanna leave but Jay texted me and I needed to do homework, which I knew Louis would kill me if I didn't do. "Bye Louis. I love you so much babe! I'll see you tomorrow!" I said letting a single tear fall before kissing his head.
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You Found Me (COMPLETED)
FanfictionCompleted May be triggering!!! Harry Styles is a 16 year old highschool student with a not so great home life or social life for that matter. Everything is going down hill until he meets a certain teacher who changes everything. #Wattys2016