A Time For Dancing. || Larry

Chapter 1

A/N:

Hey guys, so this is my new larry fan-fic. it's also the first larry fan-fic i've ever written. okay, it's the first fan-fic i've ever written. i apologize if it sucks. anyways, enjoy.

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Chloe

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Harry's POV

Do you ever have one of those days where you wanna disappear and never come back?

If you do, welcome to my life.

Actually, welcome to my shitty life. Welcome to my life where people judge you no matter what, beat you up, and make fun of you. Where you cut yourself, starve yourself, and hate yourself.

Yep, welcome to my life.

Enjoy your visit. Actually, you probably won't, you "probably" won't like it at all. Actually, you'll fucking hate it. I feel so sorry for you now. To have entered my life. I can't stay I blame you though.

It all started three years ago at this same school...

I had actually smiled, it was the last time I had smiled, because I had felt like I belonged with my once best mates, Zayn, Niall and Liam. They just made me feel happy in general. I sure did hope they liked me after this.

My smile suddenly disappeared at the thought of losing them, by which they noticed.

"What's the matter, Haz?" Niall had asked, as he had realized that I wasn't eating my sandwich.

"Are you alright, mate?" Zayn had asked thoughtfully, which took me out of my gaze.

"Y-yeah, I just have to tell you guys something." I wistfully said, putting my gaze on them.

"You can tell us anything, mate." Liam had said, putting his food down on his plate.

I took a big breath, and then decided to say it. I mean, Liam was being honest, right?

"I know, It's just, um... I'm gay." I finally admitted.

"What?" "You're gay?" Liam had finally said, in a rather harsh tone. Shit.

"Uh..Y-yeah." I stuttered.

"I can't believe I was friends with you! You're fat and worthless and you just gave me another reason to hate you!" Zayn shouts. I am on the verge of tears as he then leaves, pulling a shocked Liam with him. I look down at the floor, feeling some shame build up on me, but I don't see Niall going with them.

"Then go away, you homophobic bastards!" Niall shouts at them, and I am shocked by his action.

"N-Niall? Why don't go with them?" I ask, confused.

He goes over to me, smiling, and he then says:

"Are you fucking kidding me? Hell no, Haz! They had a stupid reason to leave you. Besides, you're way cooler than a bunch of bitches who don't know what love is."

And since that day, I've been bullied and Niall is my best friend.

I shook my head in attempt to take the story out of my head for the millionth time, and it didn't work of course, but at least I can say I tried. School started in about an hour, so I threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a random band hoodie. I brushed my teeth and tried to style my hair, giving up , and putting a green beanie over my locks instead.

No, I wasn't going to eat. I was just going to say goodbye to my mum before going to school. I went over to my mum and hugged her as she was making breakfast.

"Hi." I said.

"Hi sweetie. You want anything for breakfast?" Yeah, I'm starving.

"No, I'll get something at school." No, I won't.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked to school, making sure that my wrists were covered under the hoodies's sleeves, and looking around for any bullies.

"Hi fag." I heard a voice and I got a chill on my spine and slowly turned around.

It was Liam.

"W-what do you need Liam?"

I felt my hands being grasped from behind and my head turned around to see Zayn and some other boys. Must be their group of new friends.

I closed my eyes just as Liam's fist collided with my jaw. I screamed in pain. Zayn was still holding my hands from behind so I couldn't escape as Liam and their other friends kicked my stomach, and I fell to the floor. Tears streamed down my face, my eyes still closed, but I could taste blood. I was trapped. I was defeated. So I just stayed still as they continued punching and hurting me, my anger mixed wth pain. I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Go die!" Zayn said.

"Gays are disgusting! They should go to hell!"

"Here's to the fag!"

"Here's a lesson! Maybe you might become straight."

More streams of curse words came to me, and I started sobbing, really hard. I tried to relax my mind from all of this until I heard someone that saved me.

"GET OFF HIM!!"

I opened my eyes as I felt Zayn's hands slipping off me, and Liam and the other boys scurried to their feet and left. I moaned again as I saw my blood, and then my green eyes focused on gentle cerulean blue, and I was lost in my track.

He was beautiful.

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End of Chapter 1