No Warning (Larry Stylinson)

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I stares blankly at the girl standing in front of me talking. She has been standing there talking to me for the past ten minutes straight, without me responding. I don’t see how she could just go on and on without stopping. Is she breathing? Maybe she is one of those people that can hold their breath for long periods of time. I see her stare at me and wave her hand in front of my face. 

“Are you listening?” she asked

I just stared at her and blinked. Pursing my lips, I turn on my heel and head straight to the cafeteria to eat lunch. Walking down the halls their is students everywhere, that still, turn and look at me.

“Do you know his name?”

“I think it's Harry”

“Does he even have powers?”

“Does he talk?”

“What is he doing here anyway?”

Ignoring their stares and continue walking. I have been here for a week and everyday someone tries to talk to me but fail with me walking away from them. Can’t people see I just want to be left alone? I don’t want friends. I don’t want anyone near me. So just leave me the hell alone. It seems like they cannot get a hint. 

The cafeteria gose quiet when I step in. Everyone stops what they are doing to stare and watch me. Go on back to your lives people. Mind your own fucking business.

The food looks okay, I guess. I pick a hamburger and fries with a coke. Swiping my card when I am wrung up. Looking around the room for an empty space is hard when you are trying to not catch any eye contact. I don’t see any open tables, so I guess I'll go outside. Looking outside I see it’s starting to snow a bit. Openening the door there are snow flakes just starting to floating down. 

Breathing out and seeing the fog from my breath circle in front of me is very calming. I walk towards a table and sit down. There isn’t any snow on it or anything as it just started snowing this morning. The cold dose not bother me, well it never does. Looking around and see no one around. I grab the end of my gloves and take them off. Setting them next to me. I bite my lip when the air touches my fingers.

I bite back a smile as I stretch my fingers and curl them. It feels good to have them out in the open instead of having them being strangled inside my gloves. I grab my hamburger with my bare hands and smile at the feeling.

I feel happy even.

I don’t really take off my gloves in public only when I’m alone.

I bite down on the hamburger and chew. I look down at my hands and run my fingers on the table. I feel a little tingle from my hands as I feel the temperature drops a little I guess you could say. I sigh.

I have improved on controlling my power a bit but still sometimes I can’t.

I didn’t hear anybody approaching but suddenly I feel heat hitting my back. I tense and suddenly I feel a hand clamp down onto my back and I practically jump 10 feet in the air.

I stand up quickly and move away from the person’s hot hand.

I turned around quickly and grab my gloves and pulled them on quickly.

I look up and see Louis standing there with a surprised look on his face.

“I- uh… I’m sorry. Niall told me you don’t like touching but I didn’t know you hated it that much.”

I just stare at him wide eyed. He is wearing a jacket and black jeans with a beanie on his head. I look at the floor and see the frost on the floor has melted. I look back up at him then the floor and see around us that the frost has melted.