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Chapter two + A/N

just to be clear unless I say, Harry's pov, Zayn's pov, etc. it will be Louis's pov. So that's it okay bye.

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After class I was walking out with Harry when I felt a hand on my wrist. "One sec Harry." I assured him while being yanked back. Liam walked past Mel & I, with a look of determination, huh. "Well hi to you too Mel." I said smiling.

"Are you crazy?" I looked up in fake thought, "Yeah, maybe a bit." I announced in fake enthusiasm. Giving her a small smirk.

"What are you doing hanging out with that loser?"  It took me a minute to comprehend and respond. "Harry" I spat, "is actually really nice and sweet unlike most boys, c'mon you have to meet him before you judge him, just give him a chance," but before she could respond, I grabbed Mel by the wrist leading her to where Harry was, some of her other friends following. As we approached where he was standing before, there was a small circle, gaining more high schoolers by the second, some kids were laughing, others cheering, and some rushing away with sick looks on their faces. I got to the middle of the circle to see Liam, pushing Harry into a locker, Harry's nose bleeding and his face bruised. Liam unharmed and bringing his arm up for another punch. I cringed at first seeing the metallic substance on the ground in small drips. I let go of Mel's arm and rushed to the middle of the circle grabbing Liam's arm before he punched Harry yet again. I yanked Liam, as hard as I could, off Harry and slapped him across the face. Before I could stop myself.

Nobody deserves this, not even Liam, even though he was doing it. I wrinkled my nose in disgust, before I helped Harry up, everybody staring at me in utter shock and awe. With a spiteful look on my face, I looked over to Liam and said in my calmest voice, "And don't bother coming to pick me up tonight." I didn't feel the need to see the look on his face, as I turned around to help Harry up, and walked through the path forming in the crowd of idiots.

"W-Why did y-you do that?" He looked at the ground his hand gripping the bridge of his nose, my arm around his small waist, I shrugged, even though I knew he wasn't looking at me. As we approached the nurses office, I opened the door, letting Harry in first.

"Hi Harry." The nurse said with a bright, but ever dimming smile as she saw how beat up Harry was. "H-hi Sydney."  "Do you need any help or do you got everything down?" She said a bit concerned, her eyebrows furrowed. Wow, he must come here a lot. I sat in silence for a moment and made sure Harry was okay. I got up and turned to leave but before I could walk out of the room  I heard a small, but audible "Please stay." I turned and entered the private bedroom separate from the nurses office, and sat down in the chairs at the foot of the small bed.

I woke up about 45 minutes later with Harry still asleep, and got up silently, grabbing my bag, looking up at Harry one last time before leaving the bedroom, and walking down the silent hallways to class.