Chapter 2-
Harry’s p.o.v-
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
God Damn I hate that fucking alarm clock. Usually I can’t wait to school and see Louis (even though the only time I see him is when I bully him, I genuinely like him.) Yes, I bully a kid I like but it’s because I was afraid if he saw me like I really am, he would hate me and honestly I would rather him hate the fake me and not the real me. Like I was saying before though, usually I can’t wait to get to school and see Louis but today I just woke up in a bad mood and really want to stay home. I have a different first period now and I could just see myself getting hurt today in some way.
Even though I have this bad feeling I get up and get ready anyways. I take a shower and put on my usual outfit, black skinnies and a white t-shirt, then head out the door without saying a word to my mom. It’s not like she cares anyways, she works too much to care about how I do in school and rather I even go to school or not. She is deluded and thinks I would be fine without school anyways, thinking I WANT to take over the family business (a toy company.) I mean I’m great at marketing and pretty much everything that has to do with a business but really I want to own my own little bakery and just be happy but I never have told her so it will be a surprise for her later on in my life. Plus like I mentioned I like school (mostly because of Louis but I also just LIKE school in general. Don’t judge me.)
I head inside the school and see Tomlinson at his locker so I put on an evil smirk and head up to him. Once I get there I slam him into his locker and turn him around forcefully. God, I hate myself. He is the definition of perfection and here I am ruining it just because of a stupid crush that won’t go away and I’m too much of a pussy to show him the real me just because I’m afraid he will hate the real me and really I would rather die than have that happen. So, I punch him and call him an ugly piece of shit. Not only do I do that to my crush but I also knee him! Why am I so stupid? Maybe I should just show him the real me I mean he already hates me. So I leave to get my new schedule.
I get the schedule and head to the classroom. It’s Advanced English, probably the worst possible subject ever, that I happen to be really good at. I open the door and see that the beautiful man is in this class. I mentally cheer when I realize there’s and empty seat right next to him so I head over to him and sit down. He seems to be in a daydream (and looks extremely adorable while he’s zoned out) so he doesn’t notice me until I whispered in his ear.
“Hey faggot.” I whispered to him.
“What do you want?” He sneered at me.
“Calm down, calm down I wasn’t going to do anything to you I mean I’m not stupid enough to do anything during a class. I just wanted to talk to you.”
“Why?”
“Well, I mean now that I have a class with you it mean I can torture you even more!” I say while acting happy about it.
He just turns his back to me to look out the window and ignores me for the rest of class. I am such a fucking idiot. That was my chance to apologize but I just couldn’t stop being mean. Why the fuck am I such a fuck up and why was I mean to him when really all I wanted to do was be nice and apologize. I’m just so used to being mean to him and still so scared of him hating the real me. The bell rang and I realize that he has ignored me for an hour. It pissed me off because I couldn’t quit thinking about him and he just so easily ignored me. It hurt okay? So, once he got out of the room I pushed him down. Hard.
“Who the fuck gave you the right to ignore me while I’m talking to you?!?”
He just ignores me and I walk away with my head down. Really, I’m extremely upset. He ignores me so easily and probably would never care if I was sat in the corner crying and seeing him completely ignore me twice just proved that he will never like me the way I like him. Why do I have to be such a dick? Okay, it’s decided I will never be mean to Louis Tomlinson EVER again. I WILL show him the real me and maybe just maybe he will like me. I know it seems farfetched but I just have to try, you know?
I go home and start thinking of the steps it will take me to get his forgiveness (and maybe love.) I was thinking that maybe I could just start off by not bullying him or talking to him for a week, that way he knows I’m being sincere when I apologize. Which leads to the second step, apologizing, which I will probably just tell him straight up during first period so he has to hear me out. Third step would be asking him to hang out and hopefully he says yes so we can start slow by being friends.
I look at my clock and realize its ten o’clock at night. Damn, I’ve been thinking about this plan for a LONG time. Time for bed I guess. I am so stoked for tomorrow so I can start my plan. Hopefully it all works out for both of us. I’m tired of acting like a complete dick when really all I want to do is kiss the living day lights out of him.
A/N- So I don't think I'll get many reads but I'm gonna write it anyway! hahah. To anyone who actually does read this, Comment if you think it's a good idea at least and......... I love you!
