You Found Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter Fourteen

Another one tonight, enjoy!

Harry's Pov

A few days later and I'm sitting on Louis car ready for school. Currently driving to school I am a nervous wreck, my knee bumping up and down and my chest feeling incredibly tight. Knowing I am nervous Louis puts his hand on my knee, attempting to help calm me down.

"Please don't worry Haz, I promise everything will be fine. If anyone bothers you I will gladly sort it out." Louis sweetly talks to ma, trying to calm me down.

Hearing Louis make that promise makes my stomach turn upside down. I know that everything won't be fine, my bullies will be back and now that I am publicly dating a man, and not even just a man, one of the most famous and talented man of our current time, I know that they will now have more of a reason to bully and hurt me. Promising myself that I need to keep this from Louis, if he finds out he will get all protective and I don't know what he will do. I can't tell him, I won't.

Pulling up to my school I take a deep but shuddery breath. Grabbing my back pack, a new one that Louis insisted on buying me, I take another breath and get ready for the first day back in hell. Before I could open the door Louis is stopping me, "Haz, I know you're nervous but please don't worry. And don't hesitate to call me or message me if anything happens. Okay?" "Yeah, okay" trying my best to fake a smile I smile at Louis. Leaning towards me he gives me a quick peck on the lips, "I'll be here at 3pm sharp to pick you up okay?" Nodding he continues, "Have a fun day love" smiling at me as I get out of the car I close the door.

Quickly trying to escape the cold and any chances of my bullies seeing me I dash inside the school building. Walking down the dreadful hall to my locker I cant help but notice the stares and mumbles coming from students as I walk past. Keeping my head down I try my best to ignore them.

Getting to my locker I grab my books and start to head to my first class, but turning away from my locker I am immediately met with the three faces I did not want to see. "So I see our little Harry has gotten himself a pop-star boyfriend aye?" The others snicker. Trying my best to get around them and go to class I all of the sudden get kicked right in the shin. Crying out I lift my leg and try and ease the pain. "You think you can get away? Huh?" Getting another blow to the same leg I try and hold back my tears. Snickering I hear them run off, with courses of swears and slurs directed at me.

Pulling myself together I limp to class. Trying my best to hide my new found injury I get into class just on time, sitting at the seat in the back corner I keep my head down.

Lasting the whole next few classes until lunch. Making my way to oval out the back of school I sit down below a big tree. Pulling my coat closer to myself trying to stay warm. Deciding I should check on my shin I pull up my pant leg. Shocked to already see a huge lump that is turning all sorts of shades of blue, purple and yellow. I grimace at the sight and make a mental note to keep wearing long pants to not let Louis see.

"Hey Harry!" Jumping up out of fright I see the three bullies again. "Thought you could get away didn't you?" The front guy snickers. "Apparently not" I mumble to myself, however not being successful in being quiet enough, the main bully pipes up. "What did you say Styles?" Before he gives me a chance to reply he kicks me straight in the gut, doubling over I groan. "Aww our little Harry is in pain" he says sarcastically. "I'm not yours" I grunt out. "Oh yeah, you are no longer single, whats that kids name, oh! Tomlinson. How cute. Don't you just with that your little boyfriend was here to help. What a shame". The other boys just laughing behind the main man. Kicking me again, but this time in my already injured shin, crying out I cant stop the tears from falling.

The boys running away yet again snickering I hear the bell. Pulling myself up I heavily limp towards the school. Still crying I make my way to the bathrooms. There is no way I can go to my last class like this. I need to pull myself together for Louis, I can't let him see me like this.