Secrets

Past

Harry was not accepted like every other boy in Doncaster. His in his last year at high school and he wasn't sure if he would be able to make it through this year. He had always been bullied and over time had got used to it, however, he never got bullied because of the giant nerd that he truly was, no no no. He was bullied for one reason and one reason only.

Harry Edward Styles was gay.

He gelled his hair back, wore nerdy sweater vests and thick rectangular glasses for one reason and one reason only. So he could believe that people accepted him being gay and not like how he was a nerd.

Harry would've been accepted in his school if he tried, if he wore his hair in his beautiful, natural, tight curly locks and wore his white shirts - Leaving a few buttons on the top undone so it could reveal his buterfly tattoo that was perfectly inked onto his skin. But Harry wasn't ashamed of who he was and he surely wasn't going to change for anybody else.

Harry had never really had a friend other than when he was in Kingergarden, he had one friend back then.

Louis Tomlinson.

Harry and Louis did everything together, Louis didn't care that Harry was different from everyone else. Harry was his.

But that all seemed to change one day when Harry came back from his aunts and uncles, Harry had only told Louis that he was gay and he thought he could trust Louis with his secret but when he got back everyone knew and Louis no longer talked to him....

*Three Years Ago*

'Harry... Do you really think that going to theirs will stop your feelings towards Louis?' Anne, Harry's mum, asked. Harry nodded confidently,

'Of course it will... Well it has to!' Harry replied before sighing.

Harry's plan was to go to his aunts and uncles to forget about his feelings towards Louis; so he could move on and find a liking in someone else because having feelings for your best-friend hurt. Especially when he knew that Louis was straight.

'H... Harry you can't escape your feelings!' Anne told her twelve-year-old son.

'Your wrong mum.' Harry told her, Anne sighed,

'Harry it's your first year in High-School!' She complained, she didn't like that Harry was running away from his feelings even though they wouldn't change - Only get stronger!

'So! Mum I'm smater than every other kid in my year - If not the whole school!' Anne sighed before nodding.

'Fine but Harry...' Anne's sisters car pulled up and she beeped.

'I'll be fine mum! I love you!' Harry said before kissing her on the check and getting into his aunts car,

'But... Harry!' She yelled before the car speed off down the road, 'Be safe..' She mumbled. Before going back inside the house....

A week past and Harry returned home, his feelings had not gone away. They only grew.

Harry started to care a lot more about Louis, the longer he was away from him the more lonelier Harry got and the more in love he felt.

'Harry!' Anne said when he walked through the door, 'How was it?!' She asked, Harry groaned,

'It was horrible! The whole time I was there I was only thinking about Louis mum!' He complained.

Anne sighed,

'I know Harry. I told you.'

'Well at least when I get back to school Louis will be there!' Harry smiled at the thought of talk to Louis again.

'Good - Now go get some rest! You've got to get up early tomorrow!' Harry nodded before walking upstairs and to his bed...

*Present Day*

Only when Harry got to school the next day everyone was calling him "faggot" and making fun of him.

Harry had lost his friend to the head-cheerleader. Josie Linger.

Harry's whole world was taken from him that day and it was then when he wore his hair gelled back and wore sweater-vests. Putting on thick glasses other than contacts.

This was what he was going to wear from now on.

If he was going to get bullied he was going to get bullied for a reason...