(Louis P.O.V)
So Harry Styles, tall, dark hair, long hair, wears these ugly gold shoes everyonce in awhile, loud, flamboyant, too many friends, oookayy grades. Not exactly "my type".
It seems to me that every time he steps out into the hallway, kids, worship him. Like a god I tell you. And I mean, well, he is. If you saw him in person you would know who I'm talking about. You could idenify him by a single strand of hair. Yeah, he's THAT guy.
But he's not THAT guy that plays football, gets the girls, or the class clown. He's different. In a good way, I guess.
But he's gay. So of course he has close girlfriends. But not in a f-boy kind of way. He's obviously not trying to get them to follow him on Instagram (like all the middle schoolers do). He's different.
It gets annoying sometimes when you're walking alone on the right side of the hallway, and you turn to your self to see Harry with millions of people. They ignore you and try to hide. Like a freak. Now now this isn't some depressing Emo story about a Emo kid (me)... I am.
But it's not a sad story where my crush "saves me." It's a cool story, trust me.
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Hey guys! Here's my first chapter of a story I heard an account comment (I forget your username so plz comment). And they wanted me to create a story like this! :) Also I don't have a book cover YET but I'll make one later today. enjoy!
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Hating me loving you|Larry Stylinson
FanfictionHarry-a tall, flamboyant, open gay teen. Vs Louis-a short, Emo looking, badass, closeted gay. Both try to get to know one another, without letting each other sense anything.
