Beg. {A Larry Stylinson Fan Fic}

Chapter Six: Are You Serious?

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Harry fixed his curls, putting on a light peach color of eye shadow. It was 6:35 in the morning. Monday. He hated Mondays. He was more tired and lazy on Mondays. But, he had practice today and couldn't slack.

He glided the tip of the lip gloss against his lips before setting it down, tying his hair into a bun.

School starts at 8:30, which gave him plenty of time to get ready. He grabbed his tote bag and put in a towel, his Cherry Blossom deodorant, Justin Bieber perfume, socks, tennis shoes, his pom-poms, cheer leading uniform, and a few more things he'd need.

He walked outside after grabbing a banana, deciding to skip his normal breakfast breakfast. He wanted to get to school early because he needed to finish his project on Society.

Harry actually liked this project. But, society stinks. Boys have to look like a body builder and girls have to look like Victoria's Secret models. And it sucks because no one is perfect and society is forcing people to be that way. You can't be too thick or top thin or you'll automatically be judged. You can't be too short or too tall or you'll be teased on. You have to be straight for God to love you. All of those things are what makes this earth such an awful place.

People have the nerve to hate on someone for being themselves.

And that's exactly what Harry wrote on his paper in the library. He continued to write, his fingers moving delicately on the paper, not wanting to write sloppy. Harry had good hand writing anyway.

He stopped when he saw Andy walk in and bit his lip, jogging over to him.

Andy immediately frowned, trying to step around Harry, but Harry blocked his way.

He sighed, "What do you want Harry?" He mumbled quietly.

"We're friends, I thought we could sit and talk." Harry said quietly.

"We're not friends anymore." Andy rolled his eyes and walked past him.

Harry frowned and followed him, "Are you serious? I thought you were kidding-"

"Why would I joke about something like that?" Andy stopped, turning to face him. "No matter how much I try to protect you, you never listen. You're losing your friends, starting to fail classes, getting snappy towards your mother. You're so hooked on Louis, you can't see what he's doing to you."

"But that's not true.. I'm only losing friends because none of them will realize that Louis has a heart too. I'm failing classes because the subjects are getting harder and I need a tutor. And my mum is getting grouchy, so I was being grouchy back."

Andy sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "You told me he raped you." He whispered, "Imagine what else he could do. Please, just listen to me." He pleaded.

Harry shook his head, "He probably didn't want to do.. that... but I'm not gonna stand around and let you talk bad about him. If you don't wanna be my friend because of that, then fine. I don't wanna be your friend anyway. But you only hate Louis because you're jealous you can't date me." He walked back over to his table and collected his things.

Andy glared at him, stomping out of the library angrily.

~Harry's POV~

I really don't see what his problem is. He's just jealous because I like Louis, and not him. It's not my fault. I just like bad boys, not good boys. Actually, I'm a good boy, but still, having a bad boy as a boyfriend would make me feel so much better. Besides, I want a boyfriend who will spoil me, and Louis's rich, so he can take me to fancy restaurants and baby me.