💞hey friends sorry if I haven't updated for a while but I think this chapter is kind of long to make up for it and yeah ily 😎😎😎
It was half seven by the time Harry was able to escape from his 'date'. Niall had wanted to go to the cinema, but Harry had found the bustle and noise of the shopping centre stressful enough. He hadn't been to the cinema in ages but he could only imagine the claustrophobia he would feel in such a dark, warm and loud place. He made up some excuse about having to help his mum at home, so Niall went to the cinema with Zara whilst Harry was currently on the bus home. Emily decided to accompany him but thankfully she lived closer to town and had gotten off the bus stops ago. She seemed to like Harry despite the fact that he had uttered less than ten words to her all day. She was sweet but he couldn't bear to listen to her for one more minute. He just wanted to go home and be alone. Today had been exhausting for him, with football and shopping centres and fast food restaurants. Harry had never done so many social activities in one day. Hell, the amount of socialising he had done today alone was more than he had done in the past two years.
The bus stopped at the top of the road off his street and Harry slung his football bag over his shoulder and thanked the driver before hopping off. The tree-lined road was empty, except for him, of course, and the dark outline of one other person who was waiting at the bus stop across the road. It was a chilly autumn evening, and it was already quite dark. Harry pulled up the hood of his hoodie and started walking towards his house. From the corner of his eye he could see the figure from across the road stand up and start crossing the road - towards him.
Harry felt his heart begin to race as he realised who it was. Zayn. Wearing a black leather jacket with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, looking even more threatening than he did in his school tie and blazer.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Harry instinctively began to run. He was quite a good runner, because he was long limbed and sprightly. His street was the third on the road, and Harry ran as fast as he could, not looking back to see where Zayn was. As he turned the corner to his own street, he looked over his shoulder and saw that Zayn was only a few feet away from him. He wasn't surprised. Zayn was just as tall as him and stronger and could catch up without heaps of effort.
Harry's stomach sank as he felt himself being pulled back by the hood.
"Where do you think you're going retard?" Zayn snarled.
"Eh... H-h-home." Harry replied like an idiot. Great, you've just told Zayn where you live. They were standing right outside his house right now, in fact.
"You live here? I thought you might live in a home for retards."
Harry knew his stammer made him sound like there was something wrong with him but even he thought Zayn's insults were pretty weak. He didn't really know how to respond to it, so he just struggled against the tight grip Zayn had on his neck.
"Stop trying to escape from me." he said calmly. Zayn knotted his fingers into Harry's hair and pulled. Harry felt his eyes well up with the pain.
"I know where you live now. Even though you don't go to school, I can find you." He said menacingly. "You've fucking had it."
Zayn let go of Harry's hair with force. It felt like it had been ripped out by the roots. "Why don't you ever say anything? Are you that fucking pathetic?" He sneered as he grabbed Harry's upper arm firmly.
Harry remained silent and kept on trying his hardest to pull away. He had nothing at all to say to Zayn. He already knew how pathetic he was, he didn't need reminding.
Zayn swung his fist at Harry's face and Harry tried his hardest to duck but he was too slow, and Zayn's fist came crashing into Harry's forehead rather than his nose like last time. Harry groaned loudly. It was painful, really painful, especially just above his left eye where Harry was pretty sure one of Zayn's rings had cut his eyebrow.
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Over Again (Larry Stylinson)
FanfikceHarry Styles a sixteen-year-old outsider. Hes useless, he's a loser. He has a stutter, so he hardly even speaks. He hates himself. Bullied for being the freak he is, he moves to a new town, goes to a new school, and gets a chance to start over again...