♡ Harry Styles ♡ {Imagines}

This is Me.

I walked into the school doors, My head hung down low. I can already hear the whispers being passed on around me. I hold my books tighter against my chest, Not daring to look up.

When I reached my locker, I heard the familiar sound of laughter echo all around the Hall. I immediately frowned as I thought of what was about to happen. Day- I really lost count- of my heart sinking to the ground.

"Oh look, It's the Fat bitch." I Hear one of the boys yell, Behind me. I turn around and I let my eyes scan the group of people that were now crowding  around me.

But I immediately looked down when My eyes met His. His cold eyes. The eyes that are always full of love behind closed doors, but are always filled with hatred and coldness around people.

Reputation always comes first, I guess.

"Nice top, Bitch. Where did you get it from?" I heard stacy, Harry's 'Best friend' sneer, coming to stand in front of me.

I looked away, Avoiding eye contact with any of them.

"Oh, Let me take a guess..The lost and found Behind the school building? Probably was your lucky day, Loser." She laughed, people around her following along.

I tried moving away, pushing her arm off me. But as I turned my back to her, she grabbed me by my elbow and slammed me back into the locker harshly, slapping me so hard that my face actually flew to the side.

My hand went up to my cheek as I gasped, moving my hair away from my face and putting my hoodie down for the first time, since people have made it obvious that my face isn't the prettiest.

"Go kill yourself, Freak. No one will love you as you are." She yelled in my face, pushing me over. When she finally decided to move away from me, I looked away from her to see Harry looking me emotionlessly, Coldness clear in his eyes.

I fell down, Tears forming in my eyes. He doesn't care.

I watch him walk away with them, leaving me alone. I couldn't help but try and take his hand to stop him from leaving, with a little of Hope in my heart that he'd see how hurt I am. But that tiny bit of Hope vanished when He shrugged my hand off before It can even touch his Hand.

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I strummed on my Guitar, Flipping through the pages of my notebook. I had some random words and lyrics scribbled on the pages.

I settled down on a Very low tune and I softly started singing the lyrics That I know very well now. I have been planning on singing this song for my audition for the school play. But of course, I was scared that instead of claps, I'll get laughs.

'I'm not a stranger to the dark

Hide away, they say

'Cause we don't want your broken parts

I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars

Run away, they say

No one'll love you as you are..'

I smile sadly. At least I can get one thing right.

"Hey babe." I hear Harry say, as he comes in. I don't even bother looking at Him, after what He did earlier, I realised that this isn't right.

"Leave me alone." I snap at Him Angrily. He chuckles and pinches one of my cheeks.

"Your act won't fool me, Babe. I know you too well." He said, kneeling down to look at me since I was sitting down.

"If you knew me 'too well' you would know that I don't want to see your face at the moment, ir ever again actually." I spat at Him, pushing him away from me.

"What's wrong with you?" He growled, when He realised that I wasn't kidding.

"Alot of things, according to what you and your little crew think." I said, looking away from his confused gaze.

"Oh my god, please don't start this bullshit with me. Hazel, this is only for show. No one can know about us, It'll ruin my reputation." He sighed in annoyance, rolling his eyes.

That hurt. So Fu.cking much.

"Then why even bother anymore, Harry? If I'm not enough for you or your minions then I don't want to do this anymore!" I yelled.

He Flinched at the sudden loudness of my voice.

"Lower your voice. And stop being so dramatic." He Hissed, rolling his eyes.

"Dramatic? You hurt me Harry. My Heart gets shattered and stomped on everyday. I have to experience the pain of Not being enough to anyone, Every single day." I argued, glaring at him.

"Okay then, If you don't want this anymore then go ahead. I'm not going to stop you." He said carelessly, shrugging.

I was frozen. My eyes couldn't shift from the spot he was just standing on.

He actually doesn't care.

"I am brave,
                          I am bruised,

        I am who I'm meant to be.

          This is me.."