Identity || Larry Stylinson (A.U)

t h i r t y - s i x

Despite me absolutely not wanting to, I go to school the next day. Not because I want to, because it's the last week and I'm not going to sacrifice my last week of school because Harry thinks he can take it away from me.

On the way into the school gates, I see him. He's facing away from me, brown curls covering his face.

I walk as quickly as I can past him so he won't notice me. I'm even wearing a plain black adidas hoodie so he won't recognise me.

"Louis!" Harry says and I turn around instinctively.

I take his phone from my hands, throwing it at him and to my disappointment, he catches it. "See you later Styles1993!" I scowl and run off before he can get me.

I turn around and see him, standing with a look of horror planted on his face as I run around the corner towards my roll call room.

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The whole day moves in slow motion. I'm thankful that Harry isn't in any of my classes until last period, which I am dreading. The lunch bell rings, dismissing us and I don't bother running to secure a table in the cafeteria.

What's the point when all that's going to do is attract Harry to sit there?

I make my way slowly to the cafeteria, seeing that Niall and Liam are already there, but with Harry. They turn around and signal for me to walk over but I put my head down and walk away to sit alone.

Great, he's taken my friends now too.

I sigh and find a small brick ledge outside under a tree to sit on. Alone.

All alone.

I take the food out of my backpack, unwrapping the sandwich from its cling wrap. I pick at it, not actually feeling hungry at all.

I really haven't eaten since yesterday lunch. I just haven't felt up to it.

"Louis." A familiar voice says, which I really don't want to hear. I look up and glare at him. "I saw the texts."

"Fuck off Harry." I say packing up my sandwich back into my bag. I push him lightly away so that I have room to try and get up and move but he grabs my arm when I try to walk away. I try and struggle out of his grip and remind myself to start doing weights or something. "Can you let go of me freak?"

"Louis, come on!" Harry says, not letting go. "I didn't lie about anything else. Trust me."

I stop trying to struggle out of his grip because I know it's not going to work. "When were you going to tell me?"

"I don't know, I didn't want to ruin what we had." He says, staring at the floor.

What the fuck does that mean? Doesn't he realise that he's already done that.

"Well, congrats, you just did. You could have told me when we first met and none of this would have happened!" I am now yelling and Harry looks like he's trying to not as well.

"I wasn't thinking of that at the time was I?" Harry half yells.

"That's your problem!" I yell louder and try to take his hand off mine again, making him grip my arm harder. "Let me go Harry!"

"I love you Louis! Don't you see?" I can see his tears at the brim of his eyes, but he's not letting them fall down. "I can't have you walk out of my life like my da..." He stops himself

"Who Harry? Who now?!" Now, pretty much everyone outside is looking at us weirdly as if we're some sort of TV drama in real life but I don't really care right now.

"It's not important. All that's important is that I love you and you love me and we are made for each other!" Harry starts to yell now.

Who is he hiding now?

"It's fucking important Harry. How do I know you're not lying about loving me?" I say, half hoping he's going to say it's all just a prank and none of this is real. I just want to wake up, please wake me up, I can't do this.

"Do you really think I'm that shallow?"

I laugh sarcastically. "Yeah, of course you are. If you're shallow enough to lie about being someone else, then yes you are!" He finally lets his grip on me go, which I take as an opportunity to leave. "You see that path?"

I point to the path next to where he's standing, leading to a trashcan and the back of the school. He lifts and eyebrow and nods.

"Follow it the fuck away from me and see where you end up." I say, taking one last breath before running out of the school.

I don't pay attention to the teachers yelling at me to come back. I don't pay attention to the fact that I will have to stay for a detention to catch up tomorrow. I don't pay attention to the kids calling me names such as 'fag' and 'drama queen.'

All I pay attention to is getting out of here.

Getting away from Harry, away from the drama. Somewhere where I won't be judged and played with for people's amusement. I can't even go home to family without being judged for my sexuality.

People would probably say I over-reacted, but they don't know. They don't know how much trust I put into Harry. I've never been in love with anyone before and I gave my love to him but he betrayed me. This is why I promised myself all those years ago that I'd never fall in love.

Never.

And I broke that promise and I now have to suffer the consequences.

I have nowhere to go and I have to learn to accept it.

I thought it would have been with Harry, before he lied to me.

There's nowhere in this world where I'd be treated properly.

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double update coz i felt bad for u guys :/