↠delinquent↠ {Larry Fanfic}

one.

one. coming out.

{Harrys POV}

Here i go.

Im gonna do it.

Im going to tell my parents that Im gay.

No more hiding who i am.

I walk into my house and see my parents and Gemma (my sister) all sitting on the couch. My parents were watching the news, while Gemma was on her phone checking Twitter. I forgot what I was going to say when they all turn to me. Suddenly the air got thinker and it was harder for me to breathe. How am I suppose to come out? I had watched some videos on how other people came out to their family, and it all seemed so easy until now. I was pulled out of my trance when I heard some one calling my name.

"Harry? Hello? Earth to Harryyy!" I hear Gemmas voice say. She was flying her hand in front of my face that whole time that I was in my daze.

I grab her hand to stop it from swinging infront of me. "Yeah, sorry." I say then walk over to the TV and stand in front of it, trying to get my parents full attention.

"What are you doing you bloke? Move out of the way!" My father, Des, screams as he tries to move his head around my body figure to get the TV in his sight.

I take a deep breath then say, "I have some important news I need to tell you."

"Oh really? Did you finally get a girlfreind?" Gemma says mockingly, then sticks her tongue out at me in the end.

"Actually, thats kindof what I need to talk to you about." I say and see my mothers eyes light up.

"Thats great honey! When will we get to meet her? Is she coming over tonight?" She runs her hands throught her hair and stands up trying to calm down. "I need to find something to cook. and I need to find out what to wea-"

"Mum! Calm down! I dont have a girlfriend!" I say and I see her relax a little, but she looks confused. She then walks back over to the couch and sits down again.

"Well what is it then?" My fathers raspy voice says from the other end of the couch.

"Okay, well I dont know how your going to react to this, and Ive wanted to tell you for so long.. but ive been-"

"Just spit it out Harry." Gemma says to me, then turns her attention back to her phone.

I try to keep my heart rate down as I prepare to say the next two words. "I... Im... Im gay."

Right when I say that, I feel all the air leave the room. My mothers once joyful and giddy eyes were now, dark and dull. Gemma had her mouth open and her phone had dropped to the floor. And for my father... he was as red as a tomato and looked like he was about to blow up. This wasnt such a good idea as I thought it would be. I prayed that my family would be one of those that would tell me that it was alright to be attracted to boys, and that they would still love me the same as they did before, cause they know that I am still the same Harry as I was before I had told them. But I think the odds werent in my favor, as my dad stood up and flipped over the side table, and screamed, "NO SON OF MINE IS EVER GOING TO BE GAY! I WONT LET THAT HAPPEN!" He punches the wall closet to him, leaving a hole. Then looks back at me. He walks over to me grabs my shirt collar, holding me up. "YOU ARE NOT FUCKING GAY! ITS JUST A PHASE AND YOULL GET OVER IT ONE WAY OR ANOTHER EVEN IF I HAVE TO FUCKING FORCE YOU!"

I just sit there in his tight grip, still shocked at this reaction. I knew that they would probably be mad or disappointed, but never did I think that he would get this angry. "Dad, you cant force me to be straight its who I am." I try to say as calmly as I could. But it didnt work when I felt a rock hard object hit my face.

My dad had just punched me. My dad..... had just... punched me?!?

"I WILL NOT LET MY SON BE A DAMN FAGGOT!" He says then roughly lets go of my collar, making me take a step back, and hitting the television. He storms out of the room and runs to his bedroom slamming the door behind him. Leaving my mom and Gemma in the room with me.

I expect to see the look on my mums face to be sorrow for what my father had just done. But instead I see her looking at me in discust and disappointment, and at the same time trying to throw daggers at me with her eyes. I think one of them may have hit me, cause I felt my heart brake in two when she shakes her head and leaves the room.

And as for Gemma, she just stares at me for a few seconds then grabs her phone and runs upstairs. Leaving me in the living room alone.

What had I just done? Did I just ruin this family? What is going to happen to me? My parents hate me, and Im pretty sure Gemma is decusted by the sight of me. What am I going to do? I still cant believe my father, MY OWN FATHER, had punched me. He had never done that to anyone! My dad is the type of person that keeps to himself, and only says a few bad things every once in a while. But never had I seen my father hit or punch another person.

Why did I tell them? I should of just kept it to myself, and maybe grow out of it right?

Listen to yourself Harry. Your being ridiculous. You told them so you didnt have to hide anymore. You did the right thing by telling them the truth.

Right?