Distant

CHAPTER 1

A/N:
So yes, I decided to write another story, hopefully this one wont be as cringey. Anyways let's try it out and maybe some people will actually like it! xoxo

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Louis' POV

Today is going to be a bad day, I can already tell. I woke up to mum yelling at one of her many boyfriends that she's gone through. Her trying to date has been affecting everything she does. She's been acting so different lately.

I slide out of bed and walk to my bathroom. I have my own bathroom instead of having to share with all the females in my house. I look at myself in the mirror and immediately look away. I hate the way I look.

First off, I'm way too short. My hair is a complete mess every day. I need to lose more weight also. I sigh as I walk back into my room and slip out of my clothes, putting on a sweater and some tore skinny jeans.

I know what you may be thinking, why wear a sweater when it's still summer? Well, to hide my scars of course. Nobody knows I cut and if they did it would only make everything worse. After putting on my shoes I run down the stairs and grab an apple so mum will think I'm going to eat on the way to school.

I almost miss the bus since I'm walking too slow. Gosh if I wasn't so fat maybe I wouldn't walk so slow. I get on the bus and sit in an empty seat in the front, hoping nobody will bother me there. I made a mistake thinking that though because right as I actually got kind of comfortable, I hear Rich's voice shouting at me. Rich is one of the guys that bullies me, except he's known me longer. He knows more about me, or he did until he told everyone that I'm gay.

I attempt to ignore him and I rest my head on the window. He shouts at me some more, but I just tune him out. Finally the bus stops as we arrive at school and I get off last. I walk as quickly as possible to my locker so that Rich or any of his friends wont see me. I get my textbooks out and close my locker. I practically run to class and take a seat close to the window in the back. Everyone else walks in a little after me, considering I got there first. Right as I was about to put my
head down, I notice a boy I don't necessarily recognize walk in.

"Okay class, we have a new student with us today. Everyone, this is Harry. Harry Styles." Mrs. Blackburn says.

Harry. Where do I know that name from? It sounds so familiar. My thoughts are interrupted by Harry tapping my arm.

"Erm, may I sit here?" He asks awkwardly.

It was adorable.

"Oh um, go ahead." I say and try my hardest to smile.

He smiles back at me and takes a seat. Wow. That's all I can think. Wow. How can somebody be so perfect? When his emerald eyes met mine I wanted to melt. Don't even get me started on that smile. He's just so beautiful. Then there's me, the complete opposite. It's not like anybody could love me, but anyone could love Harry. Harry Styles.

I look at Harry one more time before I come to realization.