Bully to Bully

Lover Boy

HARRY'S P.O.V

I hugged my jacket closer around my body to try and trap out the cold. It was dark now. Not exactly pitch black but very near, everything had a hint of dark blue. It was like my eyes were set in the 'Hudson' effect on Instagram. The darkness just added to my uncertainty of my wearabouts. I was pretty sure I was going in the right direction. I was glad, no not glad. I was relieved kind of when Louis asked if I could go because he was going out with his family but now when he was completely gone, I felt quite sad- maybe even empty? I had homework to do anyway and I suppose I could watch some more 'Orange Is The New Black'. Louis showed it me today after binging on Disney movies and it was interesting to say the least. It got a bit awkward on certain parts, you know- a bit more graphic than 'Lady And The Tramp' but it was still good. Maybe I'll enjoy it a bit more on my own anyway.

I dragged my eyes up from the pavement as it quickly approached a corner. I could either carry on around the corner or cross the road. I had no idea. I strained my eyes through the darkness and tried to peer at the numbers on the houses. How long does it take normal people to find their way around a new neighbourhood? I have such a bad memory. What number is my house? 227? Nope that was the old house. Errm something like 12 or 13. I think it was 12. Yeah, 12 Pinpoint Avenue. I decided to cross the road because there was no chance I could see the numbers. I chose to look at the nearest house with the lights off so that someone wouldn't walk past their living room window and see a teenage boy squinting at them. It was number 57 but that didn't really help as much as I thought it would do, I still didn't know which street I was on. I thought about Google Maps on my phone but then remembered that it ran out of charge at Louis' house. I hoped my mum hadn't tried to contact me else she'd be very paniced and very angry.

I looked back up the street desperately, unable to see anything but the pool of light flowing into a circle shape on the corner I was just facing and another further down the street. And then, as though Jesus Christ had shone down himself and all of the choirs of angels began to sing and thousnds of doves erupted out of the lampost- a sign stood there shimmering in the light, bristled with specks of frost. It really was a movie moment. And too add to the miracle, for one thing to go against my current bad luck, the sign read 'Pinpoint Av.'. Really? I was happy, more than happy, but am I really that stupid? I was standing right OPPOSITE to the heavenly sign and I was still too blind to see it. Urgh.

I checked the street to see if anyone was watching and then crossed the road again like an idiot. I am an idiot. I scrunched my hands further into my pockets and carried on around the corner. The cold started to nip at my nose and ears and I hoped that there wasn't that long left. Thinking about it, Louis usually offers or forces me to let him take me home in his car. His nice warm car. He never even mentioned it this time. Strange. Well maybe he doesn't actually like you like I've been telling you. Or he could have been busy. Or he could have lied to you about his family, maybe he just wanted to get rid of you. Yeah, well maybe-

"Is that Curly?!"

What? I looked up from the floor and in a garden to my right- just as the street curved- perched on a wall was none other than Niall Horan and Zayn Malik. Perfect.

"Yeah! Ahaha! Hey Curly wait up!" Zayn shouted and they both jumped off the wall. No, no, no, no, no. Harry run, just run. You know that they don't want to talk. They haven't beat you up in a couple of days- you just need to run.

"Come on Curly! We just wanna have a little chat you know, we're not gonna hit on you like Louis!" Niall laughed and my cheeks flushed a deep red.

I numbly slid my hands out of my pockets and hooked my hood onto my head and then crossed my arms tightly around my torso. Harry you need to run. I can't. What do you mean you can't?! Left, right, left, right but fast! I know how to run! I just can't right now. Harry shut up, you need to go before it's too late. You're gonna end up killed and then Louis' gonna be mad and kill you again and then mum's gonna find out and then she'll look at you with that disappointed look again and then you're gonna get kicked out of school and then-