Please Find Me (Larry Stylinson Story AU)

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

Somehow, after English, I had managed to escape Liam and Niall. Not that you could really call it escaping for they weren't exactly trying to catch me. However, I still felt the need to get away from them. I didn't need both of them around me counting and calculating how many and how bad my mistakes were. No, they didn't need any more reasons to hate me and make me pay for, well frankly, for being me. Trust me, if I could be anyone else but me, I would gladly take the chance. I wouldn't even care who it was; there is no doubt that they would be better then who I am. Unfortunately, that's not how life works.

I had managed to find my way through three more classes, and now it was time for lunch. Surprisingly, mum gave me money to buy something to eat. Steve never let me buy lunch, so I usually hid in the libaray (not that the bullies didn't find me, because they did.) I waited in the line until I could buy a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a bag of chips. I grabbed the two items and started to make my way out of the lunch room. 

"Harry!" A Irish voice called to me. I tensed up expecting a painful punch to come. This was it, this was the moment I had been waiting for ever since I stepped inside of this school. This was when everyone else realized that I was a piece of shit and might as well be used as a human punching bag. However, it never came. "Harry?" Niall called again and this time I turned around to see a smiling, yet confused looking, leprechaun. I tilted my head confused beyond belief. Why would he need me if it wasn't to pound me into the ground? I noticed now that even if he wanted to, Niall wouldn't be able to. He was holding a tray stacked up high with food. He probably got some food for Liam too; there was no way any human could eat all of that during the length of 30 minutes.

"Y-yes, Niall?" I studdered answering him. Which, somehow, only made his smile wider. I didn't even know it was possible to smile that big. I couldn't help but thing that it must be painful. I mean, it looked like it was about to split his face in half.

"Come sit with us!" He exclaimed excited. Niall balanced his tray on one arm and brought his hand out to me. I flinched away assuming it was going to hit me. Again, I didn't feel any pain. I opened my  eyes that I had subconsciously closed. For the second time that day, Niall was looking at me confused and shocked. 

"H-Harry, did you think I was going to hit you?" Niall asked with disbelief in his voice. When I stayed silent he continued to to speak, "I would never hit you! Why would you think I would?"

"Where is your table?" I asked weakly, trying to change the subject. Niall frowned but then ushered me to a table with three people already sitting at it. As I neared, I noticed that one of the three was Liam. The other two, however, I didn't know. One had big, puffy brown hair that I couldn't help but want to reach out and pet. She was sitting incredibly close to Liam and she was also holding his hand. Obviously, they were dating. The other one had wavy light brown hair, and she had brown eyes too. Maybe she was dating Niall? 

"Hi, Niall and Harry!" Liam greeted us when he noticed that we arrived. Then as an after thought, he started to introduce the girls to me. "Harry, this is Danielle, she's my girlfriend, and then-"

"That's Eleanor, we found her on the street and she hasn't left us ever since! Maybe she's charmed by my amazing good looks!" Niall interrupted Liam before he could introduce the light brown haired girl. Everyone started to laugh as we sat down. Eleanor shook her head and smiled over at me.

"Don't listen to Niall, if we found anyone on the street, it was Niall. And he had fleas." She defended then stuck her tongue out at him. 

"I did not!" Niall pouted then looked down at his food, "I thought you loved me El! At least food will always love me."  Another round of laughter arose from the table. The four started to chat with each other as I tried my best to stay out of the conversion. I didn't want to say anything to upset one of them; plus I really didn't know what they were talking about. I started to eat one half of my sandwich as I looked around the room. Almost everyone was sitting down by now munching on their food. I was about to turn back to the table when something caught my eye. Something blue. 

My heart skipped a beat when I saw a tan boy looking right at me. He had light brown hair swept to the side. It looked so soft, and fluffy. His eyes were a dazzlingly blue that I could lose myself for days just looking at. Something that stucked me as odd was he clothing choice. He was wearing bright red pants and a white shirt with black strips on it. That wasn't something you saw on the streets everyday. The boy winked at me and I quickly spun around back to my table as a bright red blush made it's way on my cheeks. Wait, a blush? I never blushed! But then again, no one ever winked at me. That's probably the only reason I blush, right?

"Harry, are you alright?" Danielle asked concerned as I looked up at them.

"Who's that?" I asked and pointed out the boy who had his back turned to us now. Niall turned to look around at who I was pointing to.

"Him? The one in the bright red pants?" He asked to make sure; I nodded my head. "That's Louis Tomlinson. He's the most popular boy in school. Though, he's not mean like the others! He's really nice and funny." 

"Yeah, he is," Liam started with a frown, "But his friend Zayn isn't. Stay away from him Harry or else he'll-"

"Hey, Harry! Are you gonna eat that?" Niall asked me cutting Liam off. I looked down at my half eaten sandwich and untouched bag of chips. My eyes widened when I looked back up to see Niall's once full tray, completely empty. Did he eat all of that by himself?! I shook my head and slowly slid my food towards him. Niall started to happily shove the food into his mouth. It's a miracle that the kid isn't fat. The others started started to talk again as I looked down at the table. Louis Tomlinson. That was a perfect name, just like he was. I abruptly stood up and left the lunchroom without a word. I started to walk down the empty hallway in search of my next class but I couldn't really concentrate when Louis' beautiful face kept popping up in my mind. 

"Hey, Curly! Wait up!" A deep voice exclaimed. I shivered a little when I heard it. I turned around to see Louis himself running towards me. My eyes widened and I tensed up when I saw Louis try to stop but fail. He came flying at me, and bowled me right over. I hit my back against a wall and I whimpered in back. Shit, I could feel the cut on my back open up. The last thing I wanted Louis to see was that! Then he'd never give me a chance. Not that it mattered anyways. Someone as perfect as him wouldn't want anything to do with someone as imperfect as me.

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AND THAT'S A WRAP! I waited Harry to be with Louis so I figured might as well do that! That way Louis wonders what's going on with this boy and the cut on his back! Question: Does anyone want Louis' POV in the next chapter? Also, tell me what you think of this chapter as well! I hope you enjoyed it! Have a beautiful day and I love you!
~Abby <3