Cheshire Chatroom [Larry AU]

Chapter 8

"Why are you staring at the faggot?"

I jumped turning to Zayn as he looked at me curiously. I scoffed,"M'not staring at his ugly arse."

I glanced at Harry as he stood at his locker, exchanging his books. He was wearing some nice jeans and and a jack wills jumper with converse. It was kinda cute.

"Ok.." Zayn said, nodding slowly, sounding unconvinced.

"Anyways how's Eleanor? Heard you been dating for about a week now right?" Niall asked as I grabbed my bag from my locker.

I snickered,"Dating? Well i guess you Can call it that, we mainly just hook up."

Eleanor is a nice person, i guess. But, seriously we have sex and she gets the pleasure of calling me hers. The sex isn't even that great but it's nice having a fuck buddy whenever you feel like it.

"Sweet mate, she's hot," Niall winked nudging me slightly. "But I thought you were fucking Hannah?"

I chuckled,"Her body's hotter. And that was over ages ago."

He rolled his eyes and walked off with Zayn after the bell rung. I turned around, but was knocked over. I fell to the ground and groaned, hearing someone gasped,"Oh my god I'm so-Louis?"

I opened my eyes seeing a horrified Harry. He looked pale and scared shitless. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to! I promise. A-Are you okay?"

I glared, getting up and slammed him against the locker,"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"I-I'm so sorry, i swear i didn't mean t-to, it was a-a accident!" He whimpered, guilt obvious in his green eyes.

"No, you're an accident! Your whole life is an accident! Go fucking kill yourself already and stop making people have to look at your worthless faggot ass!" I sneered punching him in the gut.

He crumpled to the ground whimpering in pain. He wrapped his arms around himself as I crouched down smirking,"Hurts doesn't it? That's how I feel looking at your sorry ass."

With that I rushed off, not before turning back. I instantly regretted it as I saw him limping down the hall. I turned entering class with this weird feeling in my stomach.

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"Hey babe," Said Eleanor as I sat next to her at lunch. Dating Eleanor is a bit strange, she can be overly clingy and talks to me way too much. I mean, we're dating but to me dating is just having sex with someone. However, Eleanor doesn't seem to understand that, but I need to distract myself from Harry so I just go along with it.

I pecked her lips,"Hey."

"Something wrong?" She asked sweetly placing her hand on my thigh.

I shook my head,"Nah, I'm good."

Honestly I'm not. 'Curly' wasn't on Cheshire Chatroom in study hall so that means Harry left or ditched. For some reason, that made me feel bad and I really wish I didn't. I sighed and looked around confused, "Where's Niall?"

"He's in lunch detention," Zayn said as he and Perrie took the seats across from us. Eleanor has pretty much joined our posse along with Perrie, I guess they just invited themselves, or since we're dating they just assumed they could join us.

I nodded as chatter filled the table. Lunch was rather boring and about half way through I got up,"Be right back, going to the bathroom."

"I'll miss you," Pouted Eleanor, damn this girl is clingy.

I held in a eye roll and smiled fakley,"I'll miss you too babe."

With a kiss, I parted and made my way down the hall. When I got to the bathroom I did my business quickly. When I washed my hands I heard a small sob and froze, tossing the paper towel in the trash can.

My brows furrowed as i turned seeing no one. I crouched low and looked under the doors of the stalls. I stopped seeing a pair of converse. I hesitantly asked the person,"Are you okay?"

I heard a breath hitch and frowned. I opened the stall door since it was unlocked and froze.

Harry's head snapped up and he scrambled back wincing,"Ple-please don't h-hurt me, i'll l-leave."

I bit my lip guiltily,"Harry-"

He tried standing but slid down groaning in pain, clenching his stomach. I rushed over and crouched down,"Are you okay?"

He nodded weakly as tears fell down his face,"W-Why do y-you hate me?"

"Wait-what?" I asked confused.

"Why do y-you hate me so much? I-I never did anything...i d-didn't do anything," He whimpered as a sob escaped his lips, he looked so broken and vulnerable.

I tried thinking of a excuse, but I actually had none. Why do I hate him? It's just that he's so... I can't even think of anything. He's always so smart and sweet and nice. It irritates me. I feel the urg to always hurt him. Or is it just so I can be close to him...?

"I..I don't know," I said quietly as my eyes darted to the floor.

"Then why do you always hurt me?" He asked weakly.

I looked up seeing so much sadness and tears in his beautiful green eyes,"I don't know."

"You cant j-just not know!" He exclaimed, growing frustrated.

I sighed,"Listen, i'm so sorry I...I can't explain why I always hurt you or hate you because I seriously don't know why." I explained as his eyes welled up with tears. I took a breath and knew I was going to regret it, but said,"But, I promise I won't hurt you anymore."

His head snapped up, and he asked confused,"What?"

"Can we forget it all? Can we maybe...be friends?" I asked looking into his green orbs. I felt terribly guilty, I hurt him so much and he never deserved it. Harry is very sweet and I knew what I did was wrong. I'm a terrible person.

He was quiet for a moment, and I honestly wasn't expecting his answer.

A smiled made its way to his face, eyes hesitant, but he whispered out,"Of course."