Harry's POV
I woke up to an annoying buzz next to my ear, I glanced and saw my alarm on my phone constantly going off. I pressed the snooze button and buried my head back into my pillow, 6:30 was way too early for me. Just as I settled back down a coldness hit my back, I looked over my shoulder to see Louis had pulled the duvet off me.
"Get up Harry, I can't have you being late for school." I sighed and lay back down again, which was a bad idea considering Louis was getting impatient. I lay motionless and slowly began to drift off again, that was until icy cold water hit my back and caused me to shoot up and scream.
"FUCK LOU THAT'S FREEZING!" I yelled, falling off the end of the bed. Louis stepped back and chuckled with laughter, he tried to talk but every word he said was disturbed by a giggle. I stood up and looked down at my dripping wet boxers, nice look Harry. Once Louis finally controlled himself he chucked the duvet back onto the bed,
"Right Harry, get a shower if you want one and then get your ass to school. Like I said, you can't be late."
"Yes boss." I mumbled under my breath, grabbing a towel from the cupboard.
"Have you seen my keys?" Louis asked, ripping the room apart. I picked them up from next to the bed and handed them to him,
"Wait, are you leaving now?" He nodded and gerabbed his visitors badge, pulling it over his head so it hung round his neck nicely.
"Yeah, why?"
"How am I supposed to get to school?" He laughed a little,
"Walk or something, you can't come to school with me. People will get suspicious." I nodded,
"Fine." I said heading for the bathroom, slightly frustrated I had to walk in the cold air. Just as I pushed the door open Louis grabbed my arm and span me round, we stepped a little closer than we should have and were centimetres apart. I looked down at his mouth, his lips looked so welcoming and sweet. His eyes were locked on mine, I could feel him breathing on my face, causing me to slightly shiver.
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean for it to sound like that. I would offer you to ride with me but I can't. So how about this, you walk to school or get a taxi and then at the end of school I'll drive you home. Meet me about a block away from school so nobody sees us, okay?" I nodded my head, being careful not to make our faces brush. He smiled and pulled me into a hug, I buried my head into his neck and held him tight. His hugs were so warm and cosy, I could stay in his arms all day. He pulled away and smiled again,
"Get a move on." I said goodbye and jumped into the shower. I showered quickly before walking back into Louis' room, I looked around for my pile of clothes and scurried over to them. As I pulled them on I noticed Louis' jumper I'd claimed folded neatly next to them, I smiled and pulled it on, it was a snug fit which was perfect for the cold weather. I ruffled my curls and locked up the house, heading for school to make sure I wasn't late. Along the way I saw Zayn and the rest of his friends so I hung back a bit, not wanting to be noticed. They were walking slowly, laughing and joking, and of course, smoking. It wasn't allowed on the school grounds so they always did it on the way, saying that, they do it on school grounds anyway. I carried on slowly walking behind them but sighed when Zayn turned around and spotted me,
"Hey it's Styles!" He shouted, causing his bunch of stupid followers to all turn around and stare at me. I lowered my head, immediately feeling insecure. I hated being stared at, especially by them. I glanced up and sighed when I saw them slowly walking towards me, this usually happened in school not outside.
"You're walking a different way today." Zayn snapped, closer to my ear than I would have liked. I nodded and continued to walk, hoping to push past them. However Zayn grabbed my arm and pulled me back,
"What's with the jumper eh Styles? It makes you look even more gay." He said, smirking. I rolled my eyes, gay jokes were seriously getting old now.
"Really? Well your mum likes it." I blurted out, not thinking before I spoke. His eyes widened and seemed to look darker,
"What the fuck did you just say?" He snarled, stepping closer to my face. I kept quiet and looked down at the floor, however my face soon flew up as he swung a punch at my jaw. It hurt a little but I'd felt the pain before so I was kind of used to it, his other friends shoved me to the ground and kicked my legs a little, not causing any real damage. Zayn finished it off with another punch, making my jaw hurt slightly more. They walked away with the girls squealing behind them and I pushed myself against a wall and brought my knees up to my chest, I was going to be late but I'd rather be safe than sorry. I looked at my reflection in my phone and sighed when I saw blood trickling from my mouth, I knew my legs were going to be bruised and my jaw, possibly a thick lip too.
I stayed sat on the floor for about twenty minutes, thinking about what had just happened and praying for the pain to go away. I wiped the blood with the back of my hand and got to my feet, pulling my bag onto my back. I began a slow walk to school and looked down at the time, 9:36. I was 36 minutes late, I shrugged it off and continued to walk. When I arrived the woman at the office just sent me through, not bothering to give me a detention but not having the decency to ask if I was alright. I checked my time table and sighed when I saw drama was my first lesson, there was no way on Earth I was going to face Zayn and the rest of the bullies. So I slowly traipsed past the door and down the PE corridor, I took a seat under the stairs and rolled up my trousers. Red marks covered my legs, as did bruises, my legs looked horrible. Just another thing to add to the insecurities I have. Great. I lay my head back and closed my eyes, I hated school.
"Harry?" I heard a faint voice say, I looked up to see Louis staring at me with shock in his eyes. I stayed silent and ran over to me, dropping to his knees in front of me.
"I don't know what to say." He mumbled, tracing his fingers lightly over my swollen jaw. I flinched in pain and he looked at me sadly before pulling me into his chest,
"Who did it Harry?"
"Zayn.." I mumbled, tightening my grip on Louis. His arms were the only place I wanted to be, not at the nurse, not in bed, just here.
"I had a feeling something was wrong when you didn't show up, I just thought you were skiving. I'm so sorry Harry, I should have protected you." He said, stroking my curls gently. I let out a small sob and clutched onto Louis' top, he rubbed my back reassuringly.
"You need to go to the nurse." I shook my head and pulled away,
"I'm not going anywhere without you."
"I'll take you, I won't leave your side today, I promise." I forced a smile,
"Thanks." He smiled and helped me to my feet, I clung onto Louis' body for support and he took my bag from me. We stumbled down to the nurse and Louis' sat me down on the bed,
"Can you explain what happened?" The nurse asked, as she got ready to write a statement. He hesitated but I descretely took his hand in mine for reassurance, he looked at me and I nodded before beginning to explain. All I can say was after hearing the story, I was furious.
[written by 5secsoflouis]
A/N: sweater Harry at the side bc he looks so cute and snuggly aw
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