The Fear Of Falling (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2. Stop saying sorry

-Harry's POV-

                      I sat on my bed with my Spanish text book open. My feet were dangling off the bed as I read the words. 'hay muchos tipos de alimentos españoles, hay diferentes tipos de panes, carnes, verduras todos los hechos en los países españoles. Algunos ejemplos son.' I read through the examples and wrote them down in my notebook. Were currently learning about Spanish foods. I learned about them many years ago, but were relearning them because of all the exams coming up. I was able to choose what days I wanted my exams to be on out of the two weeks. I have a Spanish, Math, English, Health, Science, History and something else that I can't remember. I'm doing Math, English, Science and History on one day. Then the rest on another day. I know it's a lot of exams to fit into two days, but i'm going to do it anyways. So I pretty much get a whole week off from school.

                       I'm happy about that. I kept writing down some vocab words. My mum knocked on the door. "Harry, it's almost 1am. Go to sleep sweetie" she sighed. I didn't listen and kept writing. My mum then opened the door and looked at me. "Did you hear me?" I nodded. I just choice not to listen. "You're going to do fine on the exams sweetie" she said kindly. This is her way of telling me to put the fucking book away and go to sleep. Just in a nicer way. I shook my head. "Yes you are. Just go to sleep alright. And if you don't, just don't blare your music like you did the other night." I nodded. "Night sweetie" she said softly and walked out of my room. She closed the door gently. I closed my text book and slid it off my bed and onto the floor along with my notebook. I now finished all my homework. It's about time. I looked at my clock and it was about 13 minutes till 1.

                       I grabbed my phone off the night stand and unlocked it. I had about a million messages from Louis. I sighed quietly. I sat up in my bed quickly and pulled my blanket over me. I didn't answer any of his messages and just started to play slender. Louis never gives up does he? As I played slender I saw a bunch of messages pop up from Louis. 'Harry, I saw you read the messages. Please talk to me' from Louis. Great, now he ruined my game of slender. God damn it! I put my phone back on the night stand and laid down and cuddled into my bed. Why can't Louis get out of my mind? I can't get him out of my mind. Well, not him. I can't get his eyes out of my mind. They were so blue. Like the ocean almost. I sat up quickly and grabbed my journal. No title or date. I'm just going to draw. I grabbed a pencil from my Spanish crap and started to draw Louis' eyes.

                         Just his eyes. Nothing else. Well and his eye brows. But besides that nothing else. I drew the outline of his eyes first. I outlined them darkly making them look perfect. I drew his eyelashes. They took me a while because of how long they are. I drew his eye brows quickly and finished a bit of his eyes. I threw my pencil down and jumped off my bed, still carrying my journal. I went to my desk and sat on the spinning chair. I rolled over to the colored pencils and colored in his eye. I used a little white to make it shine. I put Louis' name at the bottom and looked at it. It was perfect.

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                          I walked into school and about ran to my locker. I quickly unlocked it and shoved all my stuff in my locker. "Harry" I heard someone yelled. I acted like I didn't hear them and just kept shoving my stuff in my locker. I lost my drawing. I lost my drawing of Louis' eyes. I don't know who took it. I asked my mum and she didn't know. I left it on my desk. Who could have took it? So right now i'm freaking out. Someone knows I drew Louis' eye and is probably going to use it against me. Or my mum threw it away thinking it was something stupid.

                     "Morning Hazzabear" I heard Louis hum which caught me to jump. My Spanish papers went flying all around me. I looked at Louis for a second and then I fell onto the floor to pick up my papers. "I'm so sorry" Louis sighed as he helped me. I smacked his hand away as I grabbed the papers he already picked up. "Do you have gym first period?" I nodded slowly as I finished picking up my papers. I tossed my Spanish crap in my locker and grabbed my English and Math binder because those are the only classes I have this morning. I closed my locker and held onto my books tightly as I walked quickly down the hall. "Harry! Wait up" Louis yelled after me. He caught up with me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I moved away from Louis, leaving a foot or so space between us. "Harry, c'mon. I'm sorry. I truly am" Louis sighed. I just kept walking to the gym.