Harry Styles Oneshots

Save Me

Louis - 18
Harry - 14

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"I still can't believe he's in secondary school, like he's in fourth form but still, it wasn't real until he came here." Louis says as he walks with Niall and Liam down the corridor to their first class of the day, Harry would normally be with them, but he'd had something to do for Anne.

"Listen here you little retard. You shouldn't have fucking come to this school. We don't like retarded fucking faggots." Louis hears someone seethe, he looks around, seeing Zayn - an arsehole in his year - pushing Harry against the wall as the younger boy tries to push him away.

"Oi! Get off him!"

He rushes over, pulling Zayn off of Harry's small body. He leaves the dickhead for Liam and Niall to tend to, knowing they'll give him a stern talking to.

"Harry-bear, you ok? Did he hurt you?" Harry looks to Louis, his bottom lip wobbling as he bursts into tears. "It's ok baby, how about we call Mumma and we can spend the day at your house?" Harry nods, wrapping his arms around Louis' neck, the older boy taking Harry to his classroom and telling his teacher what had happened. "Would you mind if I used your phone to call his mum? He's not going to want to stay at school." The teacher nods, letting Louis use her classroom phone to call Anne - who immediately picks, panicking because usually his teacher rings from this number and that's never good.

"He's ok Anne, it's Louis... err, Haz had a bit of a run in with a dickhead in my year and he's pretty shakin' up, I was just wondering if you'd be able to call the main office and tell 'em Harry's not feeling well or summat and I'll take him home and we can spend the day together."

Anne smiles on the other side of the line, Louis is so caring towards Harry. "Of course I can, but would you be able to put him on for just a second?" Louis hums, pitting the phone next to Harry's ear.

"Mumma!" Harry sobs, gripping tighter on Louis' shirt. The older boy rubbing his back and kissing his head. "M'huh.... yeah."

"See Gemmy today." He mumbles, looking up to Louis with a small smile. "Buh'bye mumma... m'love you." He mumbles, nodding his head and handing the phone back to Louis.

"Alright, how about we ring Mummy Jay now?" Harry nods, yawning and burying his head into Louis neck, fisting and unfisting his hair.

Louis tells his mum what happened, who quickly tells him to do whatever Harry needs.

"Thanks mum, I'll call you when we get to Anne's." His mother agrees, bidding him goodbye. "Alright Hazza-bean. I think we'll get going to the office now. Can you get your bag for me, please?" Harry reluctantly moves off of Louis' lap and walks over to get his bag. "Is there any work you were planning on doing with him today that I can do with him at home?" The younger boys teacher shakes her head, telling Louis not to worry about it.

The boys leave, Harry walking with Louis to the main office and signing out. "Before you both leave, I'd like for you both to come to my office." The principle says, leading the two boys to her office.

"I understand Mr. Styles had a run in with Mr. Malik here." She says as she sits down, Harry immediately crawling on Louis' lap so Louis can save him from the bully.

Louis nods. "He was holding Harry up against a wall for no reason at all I believe, so my friends and I stepped in and stopped him." The principle nods, looking to Zayn.

"Was there a reason for your behaviour towards Mr. Styles?"

Zayn shrugs, telling the principle he doesn't like retarded faggots. "Meanie!" Harry calls out, frowning at the older boy. "Hey hey, there's no need for that. What would Mumma say if she heard you talking like that to someone?" Harry looks to Louis with a pout.