Anorexic Flowers // Narry Storan

Chapter 2

***Harry's POV***

***The same day***

I wake up to my step-father banging on my door. "Get up, fatass! Don't waste my time!" I groan and roll out of bed. It's a usual day today. He didn't seem as angry as he usually is, so maybe he will leave me alone. I get up and get dressed. It takes me a couple of seconds to choose the flower crown I want today. I go for the one with the small pink roses. It's pretty. I quickly shove it in my book bag. If my step-father saw that, I would be locked in my room for a week. He does not want his son to be a gay wuss. I get it, but too bad because that is what I am.

I rush downstairs, not wanting him to be mad. I sit with him at the table as he reads the newspaper. He adverts his glaze from the newspaper and looks me up and down. A sound of disgust and disappointment comes from the back of  his throat. I know I am a fat, disgusting human being, but try not to make it too obvious, will you? Throwing up hurts like a bitch. I just want to be perfect. Maybe you will treat me like an actual son if I am.

I sit at the table, waiting patiently till I am excused. He looks at me and yells," What are ya doing?! Get to school!" I quickly nod my head and bolt out the door. As I am walking to school, I place my flower crown on my head. This one of one of my all-time favorites. I think it makes me look a little less disgusting.

I walk through the school doors with my head down. As I approach my locker, I feel a gaze burning through the back of my head. I turn and see Niall Horan, the star soccer player. My face flushes and I quickly turn my head. I gather my belongings and rush to first period. I am already bored.

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I sigh and run my hands over my face. Time for lunch!  *sarcasm* I now need to convince Louis that I am not hungry, even though I kinda am. I ate a banana last night. I can still feel it sitting like a heavy weight in my stomach. I spot Louis and make my way over to sit across from him. "Hey," I say as I sit down.

"Hiya" he responds, "where's your lunch? Harry you can't keep doing this.."

"I'm perfectly fine, Louis. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Harry...I haven't seen you eat anything during lunch since freshman year. We're in the middle of sophomore year."

" I just need to lose a few more pounds..." I say in a quiet voice.

"HARRY!!" he says, making me jump, "you are perfect just the way you are. In fact, I think you are too skinny..."

I cross my arms and turn my head the other way. I decided we were done with this conversation. he sighs and goes back to eating. We sit in silence for the rest of the lunch period.

Last period of the day... AP Calculus. I have officially decided that I hate school. People think I am a nerd who enjoys school, but in reality, I'm just good at it. I can't help what I'm good at. I walk into the class, trying not to meet anyone's eyes and silently go to my seat. Welp, let's get this started. I pay attention to the entire class and get a good concept of what we're learning. I start packing up, seeing we only have five minutes left. I hear the teacher say, "-will be working on a project dealing with what we learned today. I have already chosen partners. It is worth fifty percent of your grade. Here is who you will be working with."

I sigh. These people are all seniors and very intimidating. I wait to hear the words that change my life.

"Niall Horan and Harry Styles"