Harry groaned at the annoying beeping coming from his right. He rolled over on his mattress and switched off his alarm, reluctantly getting up to stretch.
Gemma was already up, judging by the sound of her hairdryer from the other room. Harry brushed his teeth and styled his hair before pulling on black skinny jeans, a white vneck and a black leather jacket.
He pulled on his black boots and then grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone, stuffing them into his worn leather satchel. It had belonged to his father before he died.
He said goodbye to Gemma and then pulled on his helmet and drove his motorcycle to school. He got a few looks from the students there, most were curious, but a few looked disgusted. He pulled off his helmet and put it under the seat. He readjusted his satchel and combed his fingers through his hair, catching whispers room the students around him.
'Who is that?' 'I don't know but he's hot.' 'I like bad boys.' 'Is he new?'
Among all the whispers one in particular caught his attention. It was a slightly feminine voice but he was sure it belonged to a male.
'Dammit, I forgot my pen.'
Harry looked to see where the voice had come from and spotted a petite boy with blue eyes and feathery brown hair.
The bell rang then so Harry wasn't able to admire him any longer before he rushed off to his first class.
The boy ended up in Harry's first class and by some miracle he sat right behind Harry.
The teacher introduced herself and then told them to get out paper and something to write with.
Harry had already fished out a second pen by the time the brunette behind him tapped his shoulder lightly.
"Could I borrow-" He stopped short when Harry turned and held out the pen.
Harry hoped that hadn't come off as creepy and he was relieved when the boy let out and small giggle and took the pen.
"Thanks. I'm Louis by the way."
"And I'm Harry." He smiled kindly before turning back around to write down the notes.
At the end of class as they were packing up Harry turned to Louis again. "Would you want to get a cup of coffee or something after school? I'm new here and I don't have many friends."
He realized the last line made him sound pretty lame but it was too late to take it back.
"Yeah, sure. Here, put your number in." He unlocked his phone and Harry typed in his name and number.
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The Alpha (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionHarry Styles was born a werewolf two years after his sister. They were considered purebreds and people respected the Styles family. Everything was fine for fourteen years, but then the hunters came and killed off Harry's pack except for himself and...
