A/N thats how I imagine harry like on thr photo above
It's monday which means the weekend is over for a while which means I have to leave internet, my bed and the novels that I am obessed over and go to a place full of people who would treat you like shit and full your mind up with pointless shit you don't need to know so you can live your life.
Yes, you knew it.
School.
Oh wait, that's not the name of the place that I wasn't talking about.
It's more like...
Hell.
Yes, school is fucking hell here. Whoever told you that their school isn't that bad then they are lying to you because school is worse than prison.
The people over there are worse than the education itself, I mean their looks and all that shit it's fucking irratating. All of them are the same. They bitch about some guy or girl and judge about how they look or their personality and they may or may not bully them.
I was never bullied in my life, but I suffered from alot.
My mom died when I was born because she was too skinny and too younge when she had me and she couldn't take anymore so the doctor said she dies or either I die.
Sadly, she did.
After that, my dad was so depressed about my mom dying. He kept being silent untill I was 7 where he began saying it was all my fault that mom died that I should've died instead. He said that what's the use of a daughter if she doesn't have a mother and foolishly, I wished the same too.
He was emotionaly-mental abusing me back then untill I turned 13 and I just couldn't take it anymore. I began self-harming and having those suicidal thoughts, I even attempted suicide at a very younge age, but the attempt failed.
My dad felt sorry for me and realised that he was breaking me while he was broken and he was sorry and he doesn't want to lose me too. He said that I always reminded him of mom which made him feel much worse.
3 years later and we're okay. My dad isn't depressed anymore neither does he emotionaly-mental abuse me, I'm not suicidal anymore and I stopped self-harming......at least that's what I thought.
Dad has a great job, but sadly he has to work for 12 hours which is half of the day. I barely see him, but I got use to the loneliness.
I'm gald that people don't bully me at school or else I will go fucking insane and I don't really have alot of friends, but I got few,
Danny, Marcus, Lily and Zoe.
They are better than everyone around here. Some of the guys are dickheads, some of them are nerds or geeks or punk, some of them are stupid and ordinary. Some of the girls are bitches, some of them are punk or nerds or geeks, some of them are ordinary and stupid. They are all normal, nothing usual, except a guy...
A guy that I always lie my eyes on. A mysterious, secretive guy that I'm sure is not like anyone else. He's just so different, but special.
He is extremely handsome with his long brown hair with curls at the end and with a slight quiff on top of his head. I can say that his hair is clearly very soft and kind of ombre. His eyes are piercing green eyes that would make you wanna stare at them for a very long time. His pink soft lips are shaped perfectly and are so kissable. His jawline is the perfect sharp thing you will ever see and touch. His skin is tanned to all part of his body. His height is what I've always dreamed of in a guy and how his body shaped like and upside down bottle makes me wanna undress him just to see how it really does looks then dress him up again to see it on his perfect body. His legs are tall and thin and his biceps are can choke you in a minute and ugh his hands are like heaven. I can imagine that he has abs though, but what really does make him so different from others isn't from his body.
It's how he dresses and acts.
He always wears a black suit, black pants, black tie, black boots. It's just strange to have a guy like him that dresses in such a gentle fancy thing, but what's even stranger than that is that he is punk. He has a piercing on his right eyebrow and has a ring piercing on his bottom lipe from the left side and he has tattoos all over his body. You can see it from his neck though. He has eyeliner on everyday which suits him so perfectly.
Do you see the weird thing about him? A punk mysterious gentleman jerk in a black suit who studies in high school? It's weird as fuck.
As how he acts and how he communicates with others, I can tell he doesn't have any friends and is always alone, but he doesn't look bothered by that even though he gets bullied every single day. As I was saying earlier, he acts mysteriously and he always gives you that slow eye catching look then looks down and smirks. The thing that makes me curious is that how is he just a mixture of two different things? didn't i mention he's extremely intelligent too?
So that's my life.
My opinion on my life? It's confusing, I have my bad moments and I have my good ones which sounds lame though, but as long as I'm not like I was before then I am okay.
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I was walking in the hallways alone as usual late for my 6th class which is history. I rushed to my locker on my third floor which is tiring because history class in on the first floor. I stumble and fall when as I hurry through the stairs,"Fucking idiot." I sighed to myself as I got up and brushed the dust of my clothes as I continued running to get my history books from my locker.
I stopped and leaned down on my knees to catch my breath then I started walking instead.
When I realised my locker is few feet away, I stopped as my eyed widen.
Someone who I didn't even wanna see right now opened my locker and has my history textbook in his hands as he run his fingers through thr pages, "Oh hi." His eyes didn't look up at me even though he knows that I'm here.
I groan in frustration because I seriously don't wanna see him right now.
A/N I SWEAR I TRIED MY BEST TO MAKE THIS INTRESTING AND CLEAR AND IM SORRY IF IM GOING FAST IM JUST EXCITED AND IM SORRY I CAN WRITE IT AGAIN IF U WANT ME TO
