I heart you You haunt me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 1

(I am so sorry i put something as stupid as Kevin in here i hate myself too ik)
Harrys POV (in a classroom at school)

The bell rings and I get up automatically, but I pack as slowly as I can, not wanting to get caught up in the crowd.

Once everyone's out of the room and the hallway isn't filled with the loud talking and yelling of students, I head towards the door but I'm held back when a hand grips my arm.

"Mr.Styles." My teachers voice echoes through the empty classroom.

"Yeah?" I ask, turning to face her.

"Your skills in this class, mater of fact, all of your classes, are absolutely astonishing!" She clasps her hands together excitedly.

"Erm...alright? Thanks I suppose." I speak, unsure of myself.

"We, and I mean me and your teachers, were thinking about graduating you early! With the seniors!" She smiles. "Oh! Of course, if that's okay with you." She adds.

Incase you're wondering, I got held back twice in primary school, so I'm only a junior.

I take it into consideration.

I'd get to leave school and never come back, I wouldn't get bullied. Hm.

"I'll have to think about it.." I say, smiling softly.

"Alright. That's okay." She smiles back, "well then. You're excused." She nods, going back behind her desk.

I shift my bag, and then make my way out. Now there are only a few people lingering in the hallways, mostly couples just making out.

I groan, making my way past them all and hearing their whispers.

Once I'm finally outside, I plug earphones into my ears, turning on some type of pop music.

I hum along once I've learned the beat, and I entertain myself by kicking around a few small rocks that come into sight. I notice a pair of feet walking beside me in some black vans but I still continue to walk and stare at the ground, thinking that whoever it is, is more than likely just on his or her way to somewhere else.

I sigh as I lose the last rock in sight, it clatters onto the road.

When I look up I recognize the small alleyway I've always taken in order to get home.

I take the turn, walking quickly and dodging any trash bags that are in my way. I jump slightly as a few pigeons ruffle their feathers and fly away abruptly.

"Damn. Nearly gave me a heart attack." I mumble under my breath.

I realize I'm just talking to myself so once I've regained my calm, I start walking again.

As the alleyway narrows, I run my hand against a brick wall, unaware that there is more than likely some type of nasty grime or dirt.

I close my eyes for a moment, dancing with myself and then laughing rather loudly as I picture myself dancing the way I am in my mind, knowing I look like an idiot.

I shove the earphones farther down, turning up the volume to where I can't hear anything from the chatter and twitter of birds, to the loud honking of horns a couple blocks over.

Suddenly there's another pigeon before me, but it's just currently flown in from where I entered the alley and it makes itself comfortable on a nearby pile of garbage that makes me gag. I turn my music down as it opens it's beak/mouth.

It coos three times, and then another three, before silencing itself.

"Hm.." I look at it as I pass it by.

I hear an indistinguishable but feminine but male whisper that sounds something like "good boy, Kevin." And the moment I turn to see what or who It was there's a hand over my mouth, silencing me from everything.

I try biting down, of course that's my first idea as to what I should do. But I only get a mouthful of leather gloves. I try screaming, but that doesn't work, all that comes out is a muffled sound.

I suddenly feel claws or something sharp on my shoulder and I turn my head to see the pigeon, and it's staring me dead in the eye.

My earphones are slowly pulled out of my ears, and then a hand rests itself on my shoulder and then I hear a whisper

"How's my little kitten, doing?"

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Lots of love, -Faith
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