Harry's alarm woke him up at seven o'clock. He didn't open his eyes, he just flailed his arm to the area of his bedside table to try and knock it off, but he hit something with his hand that was obstructing his way.
"Ow!" The thing exclaimed.
Harry's eyes opened sleepily. There was an arm wrapped around his waist and he was still in his school uniform.
Oh God, Louis was still in his bed. They must have fallen asleep before the end of the DVD. Harry just lay there for a few minutes before lifting Louis' arm off himself, and turning around to look at the boy beside him. Harry couldn't believe it. Firstly, Louis had kissed him, and it was a really good kiss. And then Louis told him he liked him. And now, Louis had spent the night in his bed.
He brought his hand to Louis' forehead to push back some of the caramel coloured strands that were covering his face. Were they boyfriends now? Harry didn't know, but what he did know was that Louis looked completely breathtakingly beautiful while sleeping, with his hair all disheveled and a bit of stubble. The older boy stirred in his sleep, re-messing up his hair and clasping his hand around Harry's.
"Hi." Louis whispered, voice croaky and eyes sleepy. He yawned and stretched out in the bed, and Harry thought he looked even cuter than a kitten.
"...Hi." he replied, biting his lip. He couldn't help but smile.
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"Oi, Malik. I need to talk to you." Louis called to the black haired boy who was currently lifting weights.
Zayn stopped what he was doing and sat up, looking entirely like the sex God he is. It was Wednesday, five days since Louis and Harry had first kissed and the first time in weeks Louis had seen Zayn.
"You've been avoiding me." Louis said.
Zayn shrugged. "Been busy. Me and the lads. Had a bit of trouble at school too."
'The lads', in Louis' opinion were a bunch of useless thugs. They stole cars and motorbikes and set fire to them or sprayed graffiti on walls. They liked to think of themselves as some kind of gang, but they were just a bit... Lame. And since Louis had left school, Zayn had become a fully fledged member.
"Oh really?" Louis said.
"Yeah mate, it's Liam. You remember Liam right?"
Louis nodded. Liam was just one of Zayn's good for nothing friends. He'd been nice until they were about fifteen, then they started doing all of that childish ASBO stuff and Louis had just drifted apart from them.
"Yeah so Liam, right. He's turned his back on us. Thinks he's better than us. He wants to go to college and become a dentist! A fucking dentist!" Zayn says as if going to college and becoming a dentist is like joining the circus. Louis didn't know Liam anymore but he was happy Zayn's gang had lost a member. That one of them had finally seen sense. He could only hope that Zayn would follow Liam.
"Who the fuck does he think he is. He's abandoned us for some fucking losers in the lower sixth. I shit you not, he's best pals with two of the biggest fags in the fucking school now."
"Right." Louis said, choosing not to comment on the homophobic slur. Zayn knew Louis was gay but he hated it, and pretended he had never even told him most of the time.
"Yeah mate, it's shit. How's the football going anyway?"
"It's fine. Same old, same old." Louis sighed. Sometimes he worried that he would never get signed.
"Something will come up soon. You'll get your break, you're the best in Yorkshire. What did you want anyway?"
He missed this Zayn, his old friend Zayn. Not the thug who beat people up.
"Yeah mate, I was wondering if you could... Keep an eye on someone for me at school?" Louis asked.
Zayn's eyes brightened. "What do you mean? Like, beat them up for you?"
Louis rolled his eyes at the happiness the thought of beating someone up brought to Zayn.
"No! I mean looking out for someone. Keeping trouble away from them?"
"Er... Alright? What do you mean?"
"It's my... friend. Harry. Harry Styles. He's... getting a hard time."
"Wait." Zayn narrowed his eyes. "You want me to look after a boy? Is this... Is he a fag?"
"Zayn..." Louis said. It did hurt when Zayn said that.
"So, are you fucking him or something, Lou? I thought you'd stopped with that shit."
"Stopped what?" Louis asked quietly.
"Being a fag? What's wrong with you? You're fucking up your future." He replied.
"I can't just stop, Zayn. Besides, I am not 'fucking' Harry." Yet.
"Yes you can. There are loads of girls who would wanna go out with you."
Louis shook his head. "Why are you like this?"
"Because I care about you, I just want you to be normal... I don't want you to throw your life away."
"Gay people are normal Zayn. And I am not throwing my life away."
"Well how many gay footballers do you know? None?"
Zayn did have a point. There were no gay footballers. His coach didn't seem to like the fact that he was openly gay and he knew he would probably be forced to hide it if he ever got signed to a major team. But whatever. That wasn't now.
"I'm always gonna be gay. Deal with it, alright?"
"Nah, man. I love you, in a no homo way. But you're so confused."
Zayn would never be understanding.
"So will you keep an eye on Harry?"
He shrugged. "Is he a total fag?"
"Don't say that! And no, he isn't even gay." And Harry wasn't out, so he was not gay at school at least. He was bullied for his stammer, which Louis found ridiculous. Harry didn't feel comfortable being out yet, and Louis was alright with that for now.
"You have heart eyes when you talk about this homo. He is gay. But yeah, whatever. I'll find time in my schedule of beating people to find out who's beating your man candy." Zayn said, adding: "And this doesn't mean I approve of the whole gay thing."
"Gee, thanks." Louis rolled his eyes. "You're a great mate..."
"Hey, I am!" Zayn said, punching him lightly on the shoulder. "And I'll be an even better friend when you start fucking girls - Perrie's got a mate, she's well fit, she would def-"
"Okay, and with that, this conversation is over. I'm gay, Zaynie! Any other topics of conversation?" Louis interrupted, because he so did not have time for this.
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sorry for this ridiculously short update buuuttt I have loads more written which will come soon and OMG GUYS I GOT INTO COLLEGE TO DO LAW AND POLITICS 😂😂😂 so yeah I'm starting in a couple of weeks... I'M gonna be a lawyer someday like wtf I know nothing about law
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FanfictionHarry 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...