Black & White (A Larry Stylinson Story)

Chapter 1.

Chapter 1:

HARRYS P.O.V.

I sat at the small rounded table in the large cafeteria at my shitty high school. Like every high school we have the different type of people.

Jocks.

Preps.

Horny bastards.

Nerds.

I shoved my rather large glasses up my nose as i felt them begin to slightly fall down the crown of my nose.

I know what you must be thinking, who are you and why are you telling me about your shitty highschool life. Well thats simple... I have nobody else to talk to so i tend to talk to myself and my self conscious alot.

I know it sounds like i proper belong at the "nerds" table of the highschool lunch area right? Wrong. I guess the nerds even think im not cool enough to sit with them every day so i sit at the looser table.

Everyone hates me for one simple reason. Im gay.

According to all these homophobic people being gay is a bad thing. I don't understand it myself to be honest but if I'm truthful with you, i don't really care about others opinions of me. I mean sure sometimes it can hurt but i try to just stick to my reading and ignore all the nasty things i hear people saying about me on a daily basis.

I stand up to throw my juice box and sandwich crusts in the garbage can before i sit back down at the looser table and open my 500 page novel to page 367 and begin reading.

After what I'm guessing is about 15 minutes i almost jump from my uncomfortable seat when i feel a forceful hand land upon my shoulder.

I turn around slowly with fear already grazing in my own eyes as i meet the person i dread the most but love with all my heart. Louis Tomlinson.

I can tell you must be slightly confused right now right? You see, Louis Tomlinson has been my bully since we were about 14 years old. Whats even more confusing is that we were best friend up until that time ! When i cam out three years ago louis was the first person i choose to tell because i thought he would

support me the most. I was wrong. Throughout these past three years it has been his personal mission to make my life a living hell.

"Hey Fag!" I heard him whisper in my ear. I felt shivers run up my spine. Oh by the way, did i mention I'm completely in love my my bully. No matter how hard i try the feelings only continue to grow for the lip piercing guy.

"I said how's your mom!" I could feel the smirk on his perfect lips as he continues to whisper into my ear. Wait what...was i really day dreaming about him that much to not realize he was talking to me? Oops.

"S-Shes f-fine..." Fuck harry you cant help but stutter when your always near him! "S-s-studdering again h-h-harry!" I felt him finally move away from me and earn laughs and high fives from his group of friends. I only sink down in my chair farther as i hear them talking about how much of a worthless piece of shit i am.

"Whats this!" Louis mumbles with an obvious grin on his lips. I watch closely as he picks up my book. I try my hardest to stand up and reach for the book but all i feel is louis large foot step in front of me causing me to fall and land flat on my face.

I groan loudly as i feel my glasses shatter all over the cafeteria floor and i look up hopelessly as the pages from my brand new book float down like feathers on top of me. I let a few single tears roll down my cheeks as i search the ground aimlessly for my broken glasses.

I suddenly hear a rather louis "crunch" sound come from only centimetres away from me and i squint my hazel eyes to see what it was. I saw louis large foot stepping on my frames and lenses over and over again. My mom worked hard to pay for those! "L-Louis please s-stop!" I felt my voice crack over the sound of the crunching beneath his foot.

"Nah this is just to much fun H-H-Harry!" He laughs loudly again before he picks my glasses up and throws them at my head. I groan again but don't react to much to everything that is happening since he has given me much , much worse of a "punishment" for my choice in genders. I feel a kick to my stomach right as I'm struggling to get back up on my own two legs and i double over in a large pain shooting through my gut. "L-Louis your hurting me s-stop!" I cry. "Yeah, thats the whole fucking point gay boy!" He kicks me a few more times before heading out of the cafeteria like nothing had even happened. That goes to show you the type of people that go to this hell hole. They all saw me being abused but didn't even bother to say a word about it. I harry styles. Just want to die. I want all the pain to end.

I rush out of the cafeteria trying my best not to hobble past any of the teachers and make my way to the boys bathroom. As i enter i see the coast is clear and none of the hardcore druggies are in here right now secretly taking a joint or something like that. I glance in the mirror and look at myself in shame. I do the only thing that helps to comfort me at this point. I place my old bag down onto the counter and take out my sharp blade.

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