On my knees for you (Boyxboy)

Nine

Hello people

Another update is here, I have procrastinated the whole day so why not update for you guys?

Enjoying the story so far? yes....no....okay.

anyways, you probably want to read now soooo

enjoy x

(Video on the side, I HAD to share it with you because...bae )

P.O.V Harry

"What if I tell you, I'm bisexual too Harry"

As his words leave his lips I freeze, I feel goosebumps running down my spine and my breath quickens. I start to panic on the inside. He took it seriously, he seriously believes I'm gay just because Zayn 'slipped' my biggest secret. 

Knowing the fact that he knows I'm gay immediately freaks me out, and my mind instantly things of way to escape. 

He wasn't supposed to know, no one was supposed to know. 

I need to get away, 

I try to take a step back only to feel my spine press harder against the bathroom stall. He is so close, I can feel his breath against my neck. 

His lips curl into a smile, as he tries to get eyecontact with me, but I look everywhere except him. 

My hand drops from his stomach and I fumble behind my back for the lock on the door. I feel the lock and yank it open, grabbing the handle quickly. He just realises as I push him backwards with great force, he stumbles and falls on the toilet. 

I manuver around getting out of the cramped space in no time. As I'm about to leave I hear a faint call of my name behind me but I completely ignore it. 

I run into the crowded corridor and head to my locker. I look behind me every once in a while to make sure he isn't following me. 

I gather my books and things and decide to ditch the rest of the day, its not like anyone will notice. Niall and Liam are used to me ditching before so it wont come as a shock. 

''Harry...''

I instantly recognise the voice, my eyes widening as I turn slowly, feeling his hand on my shoulder. 

''What twat? what could you possibly want from me?'' 

I decide to take the safest route, ignoring what just happened, ignoring the fact that I just had one of my many panic attacks right infront of him. Fuck, in his fucking lap! 

''No need to get defensive, I just wanted to let you know that your secret is safe with me, and I wont judge you Harry.''

I scoff, yeah right, no secrets are safe around this shitty place. I step towards him, as I drop my bag. He obviously doesnt get my plan. I back him up against the wall and grab the collar of his jumper. I feel his shin again, how can someone be so warm?

''Shut the hell up Louissss, that shit that just happened back there? that never occurred, nothing like that ever happened between us okay? Do you hear that?'' I say calmly into his ear, wanting to avoid any more stupid rumours. 

He whimpers under my touch, and I immediately losen my grip on his collar, still pushing him up agaist the wall. 

I need him to understand that we are not friends, and never ever will be. fuck I dont even want anything to do with him. I think?

''Please, please let go of me Harry, you're hurting me.''

''Well, get used to it twat'' I say, my voice coming out lower than usual. 

He looks at me, cocking his eyebrow. I stare into his blue eyes as he stares into mine. Tension is rising, but its too awkward and I notice people gathering around us. Its the attention I've desired, finally these rumours about me being bi can finally settle to being false.

The attention gets too awkward and I get a sickening feeling in my stomach. Traces of the event that happened just a while ago growing back until I feel a full on panick attack on its way. I need to get out is the only thing on my mind.

I know this feeling, and Im too scared to even want to feel it. I need to get away from him. 

I let go of him and he stumbles to the ground, grabbing my arm and yanking it off his now wrinkly collar. I see his eyes, still confident, as If i didnt scare him, as If I dont frighten him.

But everyone is frightened of me. Except the whores that want to strip me at every frat party I go to, wanting me to get pissed drunk so they can ride me. I never allow it though, because to me it doesnt feel right. I want my first time to be speial.

Yes, I Harry Styles am still a virgin, even if Im the most wanted guy at school. 

I like it this way though, I feel unique because I know there aren't many left in my year that are virgins. Even Niall and Liam have been laid. How do I know that you may ask? 

Its not like Ive walked in on them with girls or anything.....no no, not at all. And it definitely wanst Niall lying in my bed fucking a hoe at the beginning of summer last year. 

Lets just say we are pretty close. 

I snap back to reality when I see people walking in the corridor again, buming into me. My eyes are still locked with Louis', his eyes scanning mine. 

How can anyones eyes be so perfect?

I need to get away, the twisting pain in my stomach growing. I hate this feeling, I havent had it for years, and I dont ever want to feel it ever again. 

I abruptly turn around and head for the doors to the playground. 

As I step out my eyes begin to water. I need to get as far away as possible. 

I pull up my jumper, sliding the bandage off my wrist carefully, revealing the red scabs and rashes from last nights 'fun'. Its too tempting and my wrists are itching like hell so I dig my finger into a healing cut, squeezing my eyes shut as I feel hot liquid surround my finger and slowly trail down my wrist. 

I pick up my pace, not wanting anyone to see me. I head in the direction of my step dads house, I dont like to call it home, because to me, living with him is torment. Hes a major fuck, and I want to move out when I turn 18. Not only because he abused my mother, but he took advantage of my age, and he even abused me.

I scratch my fingers up and down my wrist until it is an ever red colour, with blood seeping through some of the healing cuts. Tears streaming down my pale face.

I'll do anything to get this pain in my stomach to stop. 

I'll do anything to get this feeling to go away, I'll do anything to stay numb. 

But Im already too deep, too deep into this fucking feeling. 

This feeling that people call love.

Yes, I think I might just love Louis.

And I hate it.

Im glad to see the number of views increasing. Thank you so much for reading, This is basically where I express my love for Larry. I hope you are all enjoying the stroy so far. Sorry for the drama and the mixed emotions. Harry is just that way ;) 

Thank you again for reading! 

-Han x