Chapter five.
Louis’ p.o.v-
I wake up to my mom shaking my shoulder and yelling for me to get up. I really am not looking forward to today, I have to actually go to HARRY STYLES house just pray that he doesn’t kill me. I mean he did tell me that his mother works late at night and that he has no siblings so it will be just me and him. Wish me luck. After telling my mom that I was up I hopped in the shower to wash my hair and body. I got out of the shower and put on my black skinny jeans and a white low cut T-shirt that shows off my chest tattoo. I head downstairs, grab an apple and head out to my car.
Once I get to school I head to my locker still expecting a hit or shove or harsh words at least but nothing comes. I once again look over to Harry and his friends and he gives me a little smile. The bell rings and I head to first period with the intent on getting this stupid project over with and maybe we can do enough work in class so that I don’t have to go over to his house.
I get inside the classroom and head to the back where I always sit. Harry comes over and sits down right next to me and just smiles. Why is he being so god damn nice to me lately? It’s freaking me out to no end.
“So I kinda need your number so I can text you where I live and everything.”
Oh my god why did he have to talk to me and why does he have this hopeful look in his eye like he wants me to start fresh with me.
I want to just ask him all these questions but instead I just pass him my number and say, “Sure, here.”
We work on little things during class such as what way we want to present our project and decided to make a short film. We also get some of the basic information about Langston Hughes and print off articles about him and the Harlem Renaissance to add to our film.
At the end of class when the bell rings he get up wishes me a good day and a smile then leaves the room.
I head to my second class and just wait for one of my daily beatings from Niall, Zayn, or Liam. I sit down in my seat and then Liam walks in. He’s by himself in this class because this is advanced honors trigonometry and well Zayn and Niall aren’t really smart and Harry is in Advanced honors English so I assume he is pretty good at that but just wanted to take it east his senior year and decided not to take advanced in all his classes like he usually does (I only know because last year he was in all my classes and I took (and still do take) all honors or advanced honors classes.) Anyways, Liam usually doesn’t physically hurt me, it’s all just mental from him, which I just block out completely so he doesn’t really bother me.
“Hey faggot.” He whispers in my ear then sits down at his desk. I just roll my eyes and ignore it like always.
I blank out what the teacher was saying for the whole class and just look out the window like I do in most of my other classes. The bell suddenly rings and I rush out the door and towards music, my favorite class, and am almost there when suddenly someone pushes me against the wall. Shit its Niall. He’s is almost as bad as Harry used to be and well he can throw a pretty damn good punch. He gets all close to my face and sneers at me “Harry may be laying off from you for right now but don’t think I’m going to do the same.” And with that he punches me in the face three times and knees me once in the stomach.
I make my way the rest of the way to music and sit in my chair and sigh. It’s the one class I don’t have with any of my bullies and I’m thankful for that. If I did they would probably ruin music for me by telling me I can’t sing or play the piano (which I think I’m pretty good at and Mr. Evans agrees.) If like he heard my thought about him, Mr. Evans comes into the room apologizing for being late and giving us details on our project.
“I want you to either get in a group or work by yourself and write a song. You will be presenting to the class so please make sure your song is school appropriate.”
Everyone laughs and heads into groups while I just go to the piano room and start playing while trying to think of something to write about.
I still come up blank by the end of the class so I just stay in here thinking about everything during lunch. I’m not too hungry right now anyways.
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After the final bell rings to get out of this hell I rush out of school trying to avoid my bullies. I make it to my car safe and as soon as I’m about to pull out and leave my phone buzzes. I pick it up and groan
From: Unknown Number
My houses address is 325 chestwood rd. See you soon Louis. :)
Harry xx
Oh my god I forgot I had to go over to his house. Maybe it won’t be so bad, I mean he has been trying to be at least a little nicer to me lately.
I am about to go to Harry Styles house when there is no one around. FUCK.
A/N- Oh my god I'm sorry to the like eight people who read this. School started back and in one class I have four essays to write (he's lucky I like writing) and I've been really overwhelmed looking for a job and getting college stuff ready and everything. SORRY! I promise I will go faster. And as a I'm sorry gift I wrote something longer or I think this is longer than most other chapters. Well I'm going to write the two essays I have left and more grade recovery (I slacked first semester obviously.) You guys probably don't care anyways hahah. Anyways, Bye lovelies. (:
