CamBoy (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

Harry arrived to school the next day and he couldn't bare to even look at Louis. Every time he saw him all he could see was him jerking off to him while he did livestreams. Harry knew chances were it wasn't Louis who wrote that letter, but what if it was?

It didn't really make sense considering he was such a homophobic bastard but who knows. Harry had a secret, why couldn't Louis have one too? Then again he wasn't just homophobic but he also beat up Harry for being gay. The whole thing was just freaking him out.

Harry wasn't looking where he was walking and walked straight into Niall. He fell to the ground with a thud and cowered back, afraid of what Niall would do.

"Sorry there, mate." Niall chuckled and offered Harry a hand. Harry looked at skeptically, afraid that Niall was tricking him and was going to let go once he took it. After contemplating for a moment, he took it. Niall lifted him to his feet and smiled.

"Um, thanks." Harry mumbled keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

"Harry, you can look at me. It's not a crime." Niall laughed. Harry slowly looked up to Niall's smiling face.

"Are you going to h-hit me for running into you?" Harry asked in a small voice.

"Why the hell would I do that?" Niall furrowed his brows.

"I just thought that's something that all of Louis' friends did." Harry shrugged.

"We're not all Louis." He rolled his eyes. "Hey do you want to hang out later?"

"I uh I'd love to but I have plans." Harry wasn't lying, he really wanted to hang out with Niall, he seemed like a nice lad. But he had to do his livestream so he didn't really have a choice.

"Really?" Niall's eyes widened.

"Yeah, what is it weird that the nerd actually has plans?" Harry rolled his eyes, quite offended.

"N-no, I didn't mean it like that sorry." He stuttered.

"It's fine." Harry muttered.

"So do you have plans tomorrow? We can hang out then." Niall offered.

"I don't know, maybe." Harry shrugged. "Look I have to get to class, I can't afford to get another detention."

"Yeah, I'll see you later."  Niall waved and walked off. Harry rushed to his next class and luckily made it into class right before the bell rang. He sat down in his desk, which unfortunately was right next to Louis. He loved maths but he hated the class because of Louis.

Something hit Harry's head, he looked down at the ground to see a crumpled piece of paper on the floor. He looked over to Louis who had a smirk plastered on his face. He motioned to the paper and Harry rolled his eyes picking it up. He opened it up to see it was just a piece of paper with dicks drawn all over it.

He sighed and crumpled it back up, going to throw it in the bin. He threw it away and slouched in his seat as he continued listening to Mrs.Smith drone on about polynomials. He already knew everything she was teaching so he didn't see the point in even listening.

His mind wandered to what he would do for today's livestream. Harry could wear the stockings with the matching gloves and use a dildo. Maybe the sparkly purple one he got in the mail yesterday, it vibrated as well so that was a plus. He could throw in a cock ring as well, it seems to turn the pervs on for some reason.

Something else hit his head, but it hurt a lot more than a piece of paper. Harry looked down to see an eraser on the ground. He rubbed his head in the spot where he was hit. The bell rang and everyone scrambled up of the classroom.