Our Secret. (Larry)

Chapter 1 "Mr.Popular"

Harry

I walked up to my locker and shoved my text books inside, i stood there blankly staring at the now full locker. I sighed and shut my locker door. "Hey cutie" As soon as i shut my locker door i saw Amanda leaning against the locker next to mine.

"Oh hey" I forced a smile as i noticed her skirt was shorter than the one she wore yesterday. Her shirt hand a 'V' going down her chest, showing up her cleavage being pushed up with her mega push up bras.

Her hair was curled and stiff from how much hairspray she had sprayed in it, her face was covered in makeup to the point that she looked almost like a different person.

"You know you look beautiful without any makeup on" I gave her a small grin and she just rolled her eyes.

"Whatever."

I furrowed my brows "Did i say something wrong?"

"Just shut up and hold my hand" She hissed. I let out a sigh and grabbed her hand. People smiled and cooed over how cute we were together, if only they knew how we really were. "Harry!"

Zayn, my bestfriend ran over and threw a arm around my shoulder "Hey man you up for a party tonight?"

No.

"Sure" I smiled.

"That's my man" He patted my back and screamed loudly down the crowded hallway "Party at my place!"

People cheered and followed Zayn out of the buidling, at least it's friday. I could feel the bags under my eyes getting heavier and heavier. I justed wanted to go home and sleep.

"Come on baby, let's go to Zaynies" Amanda blinked her fake eyelashes up at me as she clung onto my arm.

"Sure" I breathed out. She cheered and began talking about some drama her and other girls were having. I ended up tuning her out as a guy walked down the hall with two teachers side by side him. He had light brown hair that sat nicely on his head and glasses resting on his nose. His eyes were a light blue and his skin was pale. He clung onto some textbooks as he kept nodding up at the teachers as they talked.

Amanda scoffed "That's the new kid"

I looked over at her as she slitted her eyes at him "Do you have some bad history with him?"

"Nah i don't even know him. But Zayn says that he's a dork, so ya know just pleasing Zayn"

Now i slitted my eyes at her "Why have you been so attached to Zayn lately?"

She bit her lip and averted her eyes from mine. "Because he's so important to you babe"

I rolled my eyes and snatched my arm away from her grip. "What the hell?"

She placed a hand on her hip as i began to walk away "Where do you think your going?" She snapped.

"Home" I said flatly.

"But what about the party?"

"You can go for the both of us, go have fun with Zaynie" I hissed.

I tucked my hand sinto my pockets and walked out of the school doors. I headed for my truck and drove home. As i drove up the road i saw the house that was next door had been rented out. "Finally" I mumbled.

I pulled into the driveway behind my mothers charger.

I hopped out and looked over the fence, the fence that seperated me from the new niebor was to my hip and painted red.

A lady spotted me and hustled her way over to the fence "Howdy!" She cheered. 

I smiled "Hello"

She held her hand out "Linda Tomlinson"

I firmly took her hand "Harry Styles"

She looked over my shoulder "Is this your house?"

I shook my head "I'm a senior at Highland prep, this is my mom's"

She clapped her hands together "Oh my , my son just got inlisted in your school. He's a senior too. I'm gonna be heartbroken when he moves out"

I chuckled, she seemed to have a load of energy.

"Well i better be getting back, my husband Richard tends to break stuff. It was nice meeting you Harry"

"You too" I turned and began walking towards my front door when i heard "Richard!" Then a loud glass being hit against the pavement "You broke it"  She scolded. I laughed as i walked through the front door.

My step dad sat in the recliner with a newspaper stuffed in his face and my mom pacing around the living room on the phone.

"Hey"

No one looked up, no one even nodded. I bit my lip and walked into the kitchen grabbing a water bottle then bolted up the stairs. I tossed my bag on my bed and turned my laptop on.

There were pictures of Zayns party and on Amanda's twitter she was telling everyone i was feeling ill. I chuckled to myself, and then wrote her back.

@Amanda_WovesU : My poor harry! He could barely make it to his car, he was so ill, sadly i had to go to the party alone. :'( I hope he feels better. #Worried

HarryStylesX: Oh yeah. I'm totally sick. I hope your having fun with your Zaynie. It's a real shame i didn't get to see..your face tonight. #Darn

I shut the  lap top off and crawled into bed, before i did i was about to clsoe the window, but when i looked up I saw the new kid sitting on the window sill. His window was open making the wind mess his hair up, there was scetche book in one hand and a pen in the other.

Headphones were jammed into his ears and i felt my heart skip a beat when he smiled to himself.

As if knowing i was watching him he looked up, our eyes met and then his slowly widened. I awkwardly waved, and he returned one with a small grin. I  closed the window and buried myself in my blanket. 

My thoughts took over and it took me awhile to sleep.

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