He just stands there.

Chap1-Again?!

Harry styles. The sexy 18 year old who toys with all the girls in school and gets whatever he wants, was walking with his best mate to collage. "Dude I'm telling you she was sexy!" Zayn shouted. "Was she a coke bottle?" questioned Harry with enthusiasm. "Nah mate but it dosen't matter because she's got the face and the attitude. No lie she gave me a bit of inspiration to draw." Zayn replied. "That's really good Zayn! you haven't drawn in months.". All of a sudden a hand was placed on Harry's left shoulder and he turned to see a face he learned to recognise and loathe. "Hey Harry. You look handsome today. I missed you." said a very annoying voice from the young girls mouth. "Oh hey Taylor." Harry replied with a fake smile covering his face. "So I was wondering since your not doing anything at lunch we can go to the park and have a picnic together. you know like a date!" Taylor opinionated "That seems like a good idea but I wouldn't classify it as a date." "Now now Harry don't be silly. You know I love you." Taylor said making both Harry and Zayn want to puke. "Now that you mentioned it. Yeah I have heard you say that, but quick question. How did you know I didn't have plans?" asked Harry confused as fuck. "Oh well it was nothing really. I just broke into Nialls dorm room, took our spare key, went into your dorm room, checked your diary, your planner, your phone book and your journal to see if you did. Oh and I made you dinner." she said calmly "you what!?" screamed Harry. "Aww hawwy wawwy wanted me to make him desert too. I'm sorry baby. maybe next time." she said for the last time leaving Harry speechless. "Dosen't she seem a little ... 'stalkerish' to you? Besides you guys aren't even dating." After a long day of collage Harry called Taylor and told her he couldn't make it because he felt ill. She had offered (more like ordered) to help him but he insisted she not. It had started raining and Zayn had gone with this perry girl he found so perfect so Harry was left to walk alone. Arriving at his doorstep once again with an umbrella over his head he saw that boy again. A short but incredibly gorgeous boy who would lean under the tree everytime it rained. Why was he there? That's what Harry wanted to know

but normally Harry would just look at the beautiful boy through the window and think of a perfect life with him. And that is what he done.

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My first fanfiction. I hope you like it.