glitter isn't gold [l.s]

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    Harry woke up to the annoying sound of his alarm clock at 6 am. He was drenched in sweat and his eyes were puffy and red. He had the same dream again; in which he falls in love with a boy and he ends up leaving. But every night, he always left differently. Every night, it was always the same boy.

He marked his calender and noticed that it's been exactly six months since his mom passed away. Six months since everything has changed. Six months of all the pain. Time was supposed to heal his broken heart but it still feels like its in pieces.

Harry will never be happy again, knowing that he could've stopped her. But he didnt. He did nothing.

He decided not to even brush his hair, and just let his long hair down. People have been making fun of him, no surprise, for his long wavy hair. But it was okay.  He loved his hair. He also wore all black as usual, because that was his favorite color.

Harry didnt really want to go to school, since all the names people have been calling him lately. He thought that maybe they would stop since of the accident six months ago, but things just seem to get worse.

"I need to get to school now." he said to his father, who was passed out on the couch half naked with bottles of alcohol spread every where. He noticed the woman asleep on the ground as well. It was no surprise really, considering his dad was like this since his wife's death.

"Walk. Can't you see im fucking sleeping?" he shouted.

Harry shook his head, dissappointed. He knew his mom was watching over him, protecting him. He enjoyed the short beautiful walk to school, but suddenly stopped as he saw a familiar face.

"No." he whispered.

He followed the boy which led to his school. It wasn't just any boy. It was the boy in his dreams. He had brown shaggy hair and wore all black as well.

He walked to his first period class, still confused and shocked. Ever since his mom died he's gotten this dream. Maybe it was a sign? Maybe he was his soulmate? The one who could heal all his sadness and pain?

His thoughts were interupted as he saw the brown haired boy walk into class, sitting right in front of him. His face was even more perfect in real life.

"Good morning! Today we have a new student in this literature class. Introduce yourself and a favorite quote from a novel." Mr. Peterson said.

"Hiiii." he stood up. "Uhm my name is Louis Tomlinson, and uh my favorite quote would be, "What's the difference? I asked him. Between the love of your life and your soulmate? One is a choice and one is not." yeah im new."

As Louis sat down, Harry thought that maybe he should introduce himself. If only he knew what was coming. This one little hello would lead thousands of other things.

He tapped on his shoulder trying to prepare himself. "Hi uh Louis. Im Harry Styles. Nice." he paused. Staring at Louis delicious moist lips, and then looking directly into his beautiful colored eyes. This was it; love at first sight." Sorry haha. Nice to meet you." he continued, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Styles." he giggled.

That giggle lit up Harry's whole world, and made his morning better. His stomach felt all bubbly inside knowing the reason why.

This was soon going to be something great.