Chapter 2

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Harry's pov-

I started heading towards the new school. It was drizzling outside. Lovely. As I was walking, I started to think, maybe just maybe, one day I can be loved by someone just one person to hold me at night to make it all feel like it'll be okay. Someone who is afraid of losing me. Someone who would cry with me. Just someone, and I keep forever in my arms. I've always just kept to myself, I haven't had any crushes on girls. Not even friends. All because of that damn bastard, I call dad. He made me keep to myself. I don't want someone to come find out how horrible my life actually is. But I need someone. If you roll up my sleeves, you'll see my scars. As another one fades I cut another to replace it and you'll see bruises from dad. And if you look In my eyes really look at them. You'll see me. Just a sixteen year old boy who is wanting to escape. No one can find out my story.

I snap out of my personal thoughts realizing that I'm at this school. It looks like my old school. Kids socializing, having the time of their life's. And I'm standing by myself. Only if they knew.. As I walked in, my worn out shoes make a squeaking noise. The lady at the front desk gives me a slightly annoyed look, she's older in her young 60's. I clear my throat awkwardly. "Hello may I help you?" She asked. I don't normally talk that much. So when I do have a normal conversation with someone I get awkward and shy. "Yes, I'm new here." I responded quietly. "Don't be shy sweetheart. Everyone in the school is very welcoming" she had a warm smile to her. I liked that. "I'm mrs. Baker" she stuck out her hand. "Harry. Harry Styles." I shook hers softly and weakly. My hands were clammy, I was nervous. I stood there for a while, as mrs. Bakers eyes were on her computer screen. "Let me get, Briana Brooks, looks like they have put you two in the same classes. she'll show you around." I just nodded my head. It felt like I was waiting for about ten minutes then A young girl around my age, came towards me. "Harry?" She said my name. I nodded. "GREAT! I'm Briana. I'm going to show you around school." She said very excitedly. She seemed like a positive person. We headed out to the halls "So, it looks like we have a lot of classes together. Expect gym class and algebra" she looked at me as we were walking around this unknown environment. "Good news is my good friends, Zayn Malik has algebra that period" she pointed at my schedule and went on "and then Liam Payne has gym with you. Great!" She said very happily. "Okay" I said shyly, she gave me a strange expression for a second then she went back to her normal expression. "Okay so first period is social studies" we walked for a while longer.

"That's right faggot!!! Keep running! Just get the hell out of this school nobody wants you here!!!!" I heard from a distance. Sounds like someone and I get talked to the same way. Briana had sign of hurt in her eyes and something else I couldn't explain. Then I saw a young guy about seventeen or eighteen running towards a stair case. "Sorry ignore that" Briana had told me. I nodded. "Let's just get into to class" she tugged my arm and lead me towards the door. "Mrs. Cathy." The last thing she told me. I walked In and all eyes were on me. Great just what I like. The start to a very long day.

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