Truth Behind The Lies (Narry fanfic)

Chapter one

"Hi!"
I hear her shout. Instantly I know who it is; Emily. My best friend. Emily and I go way back. All the way back to the day she tripped me on the soccer field. After that, we became friends and always hung out. She's the only one that knows I'm gay.
I just smile back as I'm to awkward to say something and risk someone hearing me and judging me for what I look like. She walks up to me and immediately starts a conversation.
"Hey! I'm really liking that outfit you picked today. You always rock those red converse'." She laughingly says
"Thanks. I try." I whisper back
I continue to walk down the dim lit halls and she walks right next to me.
"Oh here I forgot" she digs through her backpack until she finds her schedule. "See what classes we have together I'm really looking forward to high school this year."
I smile back to her. She knows I'm quiet unless I'm in my own home. School never was my happiest place. Everyone here is to judgemental. I look down at her paper and circle the classes we have together. Periods 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 9. The teachers know to put us together I have always requested it from the guidance counselor. She looks up and says
"I was really hoping we would have all of our classes together."
I shrug. Maybe this year as a sophomore will be better than being a freshman.
"Hey, how are you today? Still rocking those trashy gay shoes I see." Louis... of course he has to fuck with me on the first day of school.
"I'll see you in first period alright?" Emily says as she runs off to class. Unfortunately she was messed with so much that her mom got a restraining order.
Lucky her. I don't stop I continue to walk down the hallway.
"Awww the fag doesn't want to talk again, maybe we'll have to make him"
I think him calling me a fag is an empty threat because he surely doesn't know im gay. I hear the approaching footsteps and feel a tug on the back of my shirt. He flips me around and shoves me into a locker. He looks at my shoes then back up to me.
"Maybe one day someone who actually cares will have the decency to buy you good shoes" He whispers in my ear right before punching me in the stomach and watching me fall to the floor. Kicking me again and again and again. Until it all goes black.

Guys this could be a decent narry book. I just need someone to read it. Comment if you think I should keep writing. I probably won't if I don't get any reads. Trust me this is the first tiny chapter it's all I could come up with as of right now and I'm too lazy to type lmao. Let me know if I should keep writing.