Chapter One

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"Hey man give that back!"

"Aw does the little baby fag want his mommy?" Ashton says in a baby voice.

"Or does does he need his daddy? Haha look at you, your an outcast bro, a loser, a nobody!" Ashton says through gritted teeth.

Pure hate. pure hate is all Louis has for him. Louis has done nothing to Ashton for him to act like this towards him. Maybe it's because Louis spilled apple juice on Ashton's pants in 2nd grade, or maybe Ashton just hates him for being a loser.

"Look at him everyone! He's gonna cry!" Ashton laughed in his face and so was the crowd that was circling them. Everyone but Louis was laughing. A curly lad wasn't laughing either.

"Hey Ash! Just give him his books will 'ya. What's your problem?"

All heads turned towards the voice. The curly lad stepped away from the crowd and walked over to Louis and Ashton.

"C'mon Harry, your not serious are you?"

If anyone knew, Harry was the one not to be messed with. Harry was like the God of the school. Along with his buddies Zayn and Niall. Harry is the captain of the school's football team meaning he was on the top of the food chain. Zayn and Niall were the school's first gay couple to come out. At first they were laughed at and picked on, but as soon as people realised they were Harry's best mates, they stopped picking on them.

"Yes I am so serious. Now just give him his books back so we can all go to lunch." Harry said simply.

With that Ashton glared at Harry, then at Louis and handed him his books back, and as soon as they were on Louis' hand, Ashton threw the books off his hand.

"Your lucky your boyfriend came to save you princess. Next time your all mine." Ashton sneered. He then walked away with his friends Luke and Michael.

As everyone departed, Louis bent down to pick up his books and sighed. As he reached for his biology book, another hand went to grab it. Harry flashed him a smile before grabbing the book and standing up. Louis followed his move and stood up also.

"He didn't hurt you did he?" and it was that exact moment that Louis felt a weird feeling in his stomach. No they weren't butterflies, more like moths. Louis was so lost at words. Harry. Harry fucking Styles just talked to him. Let alone basically asked if he was okay. Things like this don't happen to the school's outcast. All Louis could do was shake his head 'no'. He muttered a 'thanks' to Harry as he handed back his book.

Louis then turns to walk towards the cafeteria, but he stops his tracks to look behind him and looks at Harry. He's still standing there smiling at the spot where they were kneeling at. Until he spots Louis staring at him. He smiles once more at Louis and walks away towards the bathroom, the opposite side of the cafeteria.

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Later that day, after Louis finished his night routine, he settles on his bed. He gets up again to turn off the lights and lock his door, he walks back to his bed and turns on his desk lamp, and pulled out a green notebook from his desk. The notebook was worn out and beaten. He laid back on his bed and got comfortable. He opened the notebook and smiled at the first page. He traced his fingers on the picture, he brings the book up to his face and kisses it. A wicked smile spreads across his face.

"I love you Harry,"

Louis brings the book up to his chest and cuddles with it until he falls asleep and dreams about the Cheshire boy.

Gaaaayyyy. I suck at writing okay! I only have one puppy now v.v

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