The Beginning

(1) School

"If I were you I'd never let me go."

Harry's Pov

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Ugh. I search for my phone with my eyes closed. Slamming my hand against it to shut it up.

I should tell you all about my self. My name is Harry Styles, I'm 15 years old. I have emerald green eyes with brown curly hair. I moved to England last year because of my mother getting a new job. I have been bullied because of my curls.

I slide out of bed and waltz my way to my closet picking out my tan khakis, a white short sleeved shirt, a maroon jumper, and my white converse. I change quickly and go to the kitchen.

I decide to skip breakfast considering what voices have to say. On my walk to school I listen to some music (A/N any music you would prefer.) I arrived at school. If you ever do come to my school you could easily see the jocks, populars, sluts, geeks, etc.

I walked to my locker putting in my combination. Seeing I have zero period this year. I don't understand why, I never signed up for it.

Period 0: Physical Education
Period 1: Science
Period 2: Free period
Period 3: World History
Period 4: English
Lunch
Period 5: Algebra
Period 6: Music

This is utter bullshit. I didn't ask for zero period. Oh well let's skip for today.

*-*Magical Time Skip to Music*-*

I arrived to Music a little late because my bullies decided to do a little taunting. I walked into class and all eyes avert to me.

"Mr. Styles? May I ask why your late?" My Music teacher, Ms. Moerl said.

"Um...Errm...The principal wanted to talk to me." I stuttered. She nodded so I walked to the only available desk in the back of class.

"Alright class there is going to be a project due November 1st so you will have to sing in front of the whole school. You will be working in groups that I already paired up." I zoned out until I heard my name being called. "Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, and Louis Tomlinson. Now get started."

I sat there waiting for my group to come over. I have written a couple of songs, but they aren't good and really gross in my opinion. If a song could be gross...

"Hey mate! I'm Zayn. These are my mates Niall, Liam, and Louis. " Zayn says.

"Well how about we get to know each other before we start thinking of songs." Liam said.

"Well im Harry Styles, I'm 15 and I lived in Cheshire before I moved here a year ago." I said.

"I'm Zayn, moved from Bradford this summer Im 16 and I like drawing. "

"I'm Liam, moved here from Wolverhampton and I'm 16 years old. "

"I'm Louis, I lived in Doncaster , I'm 17 years old and I like carrots. "

"I'm Niall. I came from Mullinger and I'm 16 and I like food. "

'Well they seem nice..' I thought. " Well, I have a song if you wanna check it out. " I say, containing my stutters.

"Sure!" Louis exclaimed.

"Well I can read it to you then we can figure out who has what parts." I said with a smile.

'..Girl I see it in your eyes your disappointed
'Cause I'm the foolish one that you anointed with your heart
I tore it apart
And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence
No woman in the world deserves this
But here I am asking you for one more chance

Can we fall
One more time
Stop the tape
And rewind
Oh and if you walk away, I know I failed
Cause there is nobody else

It's Gotta Be You
Only you
Its Gotta Be You..'

I looked up to see there mouths agape. I blushed. "It wasn't even that good.." I muttered.

"Are you kidding me!?!" Niall screeched. I laughed. "That was amazing! We are so preforming that song. "

"Are you sure? It isn't even finished." I said.

"Hell yeah we're doing it."

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Authors note

My first book no judge message me if you like. Oh and vote