Always Here l.s

Chapter 1 Again and Again

Harry's POV

      "HARRY GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE. ITS TIME FOR BREAKFAST!" I jolted awake from the sound of my sister Gemma screaming at me.

      My curly brown hair was matted down and drenched from the salty sweat. Some droplets were running down the side of my face.

      I had the same nightmare I have been having every night since about three years ago. Waking up drenched in sweat the every morning. No matter how hard I try to forget, I just can't seem to.

      This nightmare wasn't only a dream, but it was reality. I've been having nightmares every night since the incident. Since my father killed my mother.

     I shook my head from my deep inner thoughts and wipe my eyes from tears that didn't fall. I headed towards my bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. Mess wasn't even close to the word that could described how I looked. My green eyes were bloodshot and my hair was sticking up in all directions. My lips were also cracking dry.

     I looked away and licked my lips. I grabbed a towel and took a quick shower. I used my favorite vanilla scented shampoo. After I was all clean I got out of the shower and wrapped the tower around my waist. I looked through my closet and pulled out a plain white T-shirt and pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans.

      I checked in the mirror and swiped my shoulder length hair to the side. I pulled on my combat boots and decided I looked decent. So, I walked down the hall into the kitchen to see Gemma hovering over the stove making an omlet. "Hey sis." I said cooly.

      "About time Harold. You take as long as most girls to get ready." She teases. A soft and small smirk played on her lips. "Oh shut it." I chuckled. I handed her a plate so she could but the breakfast on it. She handed it back to me and said, "Did it happen again?" I looked up from my plate and starred at her and said, "Yes. Its not going to go away anytime soon Gem." She looked down and shook her head. "I know. I know. I can only hope though." She said with a sigh.

      I finished my meal slowly then got up to put my plate in the dishwasher. I walked over to Gem and kissed her head and said, "Bye, Gem. I'm going to school. See ya later." She smiled and waved goodbye to me.

      Thus my walk to school began. I don't own a car. Gemma and I are already struggling to get by already. If we bought a car it would just be to much.

      I was so focused in on my thoughts I didn't see that I was already at school. I saw some of my classmates hanging out and talking to some of their friends. There was the populars, the nerds, the punks, etc. See I don't fit into a specific group. I'm just... there. I walk into school hearing a few whispers while walking to my locker. I see my best friend Niall waiting for me in all his glory. Truth be told, if I didn't see Niall as my best friend. I would love to date him, but he's straight so...

      His blue eyes light up as he sees me walking towards him. "Hey!" He says really enthusiastically. I open my locker grabbing all the things for my first hour and say, "Hey. Why do you seem so excited and anxious today?" He chuckles and eagerly explains "I heard that a new kid is coming today and he's in our grade!" I smile at him and lightly laugh. "Well hopefully he isn't rude like most of the people here. See ya, Ni. Good luck in first hour." I say while walking away.

      He says goodbye and walks the opposite way to his first hour. I walk into my classroom and pull out my notebook. I notice I'm in here quite early. So I start to doodle as more and more people fill in. Then our teacher, Mr. Walkers, walks in and says good morning. "Today class, we are going to learn about The battle of the Alamo." I put my head down and groan. I hate social studies so much.

      He starts talking more and more and I just tune him out thinking to myself about going over to Niall's this weekend. Then all of a loud knock is heard. Then a boy with brown hair swept to the side and electrifying blue eyes walks in. He's wearing a black leather jacket with a black band T-shirt underneath and plain black jeans. He looks around the class while sucking on his lip ring. He looks so hot while doing that. Wait. What? Why am I thinking these things. I don't even know him.

      "Welcome Mr. Tomlinson. So nice of you to join us." Mr. Walkers says smiling. He waves the blue eyed boy over. "Class this is Louis Tomlinson. He is new to our school." The teacher says with a soft voice. "Why don't you tell us a little about yourself Louis." Mr. Walkers says. Then Louis says, "Okay. Obviously you know my name. I'm 17. Um I play some sports like football. And I like cars and tattoos." (A/n football is being used as soccer) He says nonchalantly. The teacher just smiles and says, "There aren't many seats open. Why don't you take a seat next to Harry." He points to me. I stare at him in shock with my eyes wide.

      I gulp down the lump that's stuck in my throat. I don't do well with new people let alone people I see at school. I see Louis' eyes travel to me and smirks and sits down next to me. I turn my attention to the teacher talking. I can just feel his stare on me. I made the mistake of looking over. He looks at me and he winks and smiles. He turn back facing the teacher.

      This is going to be a long day.

*RINGGGGG*

I heard the bell ring signalling the end of first hour. I pick up my stuff and quickly walk out to find Niall. We have the same second our. Which is Biology. I walk through the hall then all of a sudden my wrist is being held. I turn around to see who it is. Surprisingly it's Louis.

      "Wh-what do y-you want?" I ask softly. Nearly inaudible. He says, "Well obviously I'm new here and I need help around the school. Could you show me the way to biology?" He says with sarcasm at first. I nod my head and say quietly, "Yeah I have that class anyways. Follow me." He nods his head while walking to the side of me. On the way to Biology we see Niall.

      "Hey... who's this?" He asks. I'm Louis tomlinson. I'm new." Louis says while rolling his eyes. Niall nods his head. "He has biology with us too Ni." I whisper to him. We walk the rest of the way with not one of us saying anything. We walk into the class. We sit in the back. Niall sits on my left and Louis sits on my right.

      As class begins I look over at Louis. I admire him. He's so gorgeous. I quickly look away. Why am I thinking like this? I don't even know him. I'm taken away from my thoughts from a paper ball hitting me in the head. It came none other than, Zayn Malik. He is always the one picking on me. He teases me about being gay. He's one of the reasons why I hate school.

      I just stare at him and whine. He turns back around in his seat and smirks. I put my head down and look at the note. It says 'You've been bad lately, Styles. Be out at the back of the school at lunch fag. Don't make me come looking.' I keep reading over the note. He going to beat the crap out of me! I am so dead. I bring my head up and look around. I think about what Zayn will do to me.

      Out of the corner of my eye I see that Louis is glaring at Zayn. His face is contorted into an angry manner. His nostrils are flaring. He looks over to me and his eyes softened. He looks away. What the hell was that? Why was he angry? Dear lord, this is going to be a very interesting day.

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