Freak » Narry [ON HOLD!]

Chapter 11

★ Niall's P.O.V         

Boyfriend... it's such a simple word, but yet it has such a powerful meaning. 

Harry is my boyfriend, it's weird to think about it, because I never thought I would have someone that special in my life. I'm so happy, I really am, and I like the curly haired boy so much. He's the only one I can trust, he's the only one I want. But yet, I'm scared, no, I'm terrified. I've never let someone this close to me, never. 

When he asked me if I wanted to be his boyfriend, I instantly thought no. But, then I started to think about our short time together, and ever since we became friends, he's been here for me. He's been caring and nice, and still, he's the only one that cares.

I really do like him, a lot.

Yesterday was the day we became a couple, so we've only been together for two days, which is a record for me. I've never been with anyone, and I'm happy, because I have him. 

But, I'm scared to go to school - that starts now. People know about us, probably the whole school does. And I'm scared about what they'll do..

"Hey," Harry's voice made me tilt my head to the side and our eyes met, "I know you're scared. I'm too... but, we'll make it." he holds my hand tighter and I let out a sigh, we just got here and all the people who walk past us, gives us disgusting stares. "don't care about them or anyone, they're just jealous and stupid."

I give him a small smile and take a deep breath, I know that today's going to be a living hell, but as long as Harry's by my side, I'll be fine.

"Let's go inside, okay?" 

Oh, right... our lesson starts right now. I nod slightly and we make our way into school and luckily, there isn't so many people in the corridors, but the one's who are there, call us fags, and all sort of things. The truth is, I'm used to it, so I don't pay that much attention to it anymore.

But Harry... he's not used to this at all, and I can tell that he feels hurt. If I had enough courage, I really would go and punch the assholes that made him feel like this, but courage? What is that?

A bit unsure what to do, I lean closer to him and hold his hand tighter, it was my way of saying 'it's okay'.

Harry glances down at me and a small smile formed on his lips, "I'm fine, don't worry." he assures me, but... he's not okay. I know how much it hurts to be hated by people, and it sucks, it really does. 

When we got to the classroom, almost everyone is there, including Zayn and Louis.

Everyone stares at us as we walk over to the empty seats in the front row, fags, is a word we heard at least ten times before we sit down and I carefully look at Harry, he tries to stay strong for me, and that makes me feel so selfish.

"I never thought that you would be gay, you're disgusting, Haz." Zayn suddenly spoke and Harry just ignores him, "and who would've thought that you would fall for that Freak."

"His name is Niall," Harry snaps and turns around to look at Zayn and Louis, who are laughing, "it's Niall and not anything else."

"Who cares? He's still a Freak." Zayn mumbles and everyone else in the room agreed on that. I would lie if I said that it didn't hurt, because it did, but I just have to ignore them.

Harry quickly stands up and walks over to Zayn, with no hesitation he grabs the dark haired boy by the collar of his t-shirt and pushes him against the wall, "I'm done with your shit, so say another word about Niall, and I'll fucking beat you up," he growls..

Louis grabs Harry by his arm and tries to pull him away from Zayn, which he fails with. And I, well I sit there, not knowing what to do.

"Do you really think I'm scared of you, Harry?" Zayn smirks.

"You should be." 

"Well, I'm not. So, you and your little Freak to boyfriend should watch out, you never know what could happen."

"Don't you fucking dare threaten us! And if you so much as touch Niall, I'll put you in the hospital." Harry lets go of Zayn and gives him a warning look before he walks over to me.

"C'mon Niall, let's go." Harry gently grabs my arm and pulls me up, "I'm done with these idiots." he says loudly so everyone could hear him.

"Go fuck yourself, Styles!" Louis spits and glares at us.

"I'd rather fuck my boyfriend," Harry smirks and drags me out from the classroom and I can't believe he just said that! Oh my god, I bet my cheeks are red as a tomato.

I hit him on the arm, not that hard, but hard enough to make him wince, "I'm sorry, I just had to." he says and tries to laugh the situation away, "Niall, I'm sorry okay." he leans down and peck my lips, "forgive me?" he pouts and acts all cute.

How can I even say no to that face? With a small smile, I nod and entwine our fingers.

"Next lesson starts in an hour, so let's go to the football field, I don't think anyone should be there." Harry starts to walk, not letting me respond, I don't mind though, because I like the football field. He and I became friends there, so... it's actually a special place for me. 

This morning started off quite bad, and I know that the rest of the day will get even worse.

We are running away from them, from Zayn, Louis, Josh, simply everyone, which we shouldn't be doing. But Harry's not used to be hated by everyone, one day ago, he still was the popular boy everyone liked. And in just on second, that changed. But the difference between he and I, is that he can stand up for himself, but still feel hurt. I can't stand up for myself and yeah, it hurts every time someone calls me something, but as I said, I'm used to it. I'm used to the pain, Harry's not.

The worst thing is, I can't stop blaming myself for making him suffer like this...

If I would be normal, if I would talk, then everything would be so different.

Why do I have to be this... Freak? 

 

Ugh, I don't know. This chapter sucks, haha oh..

Honestly, I didn't know what to write, I had lovely writer's block.. fml.

I'm sorry.

I hope you liked it, a little at least.

Anyways, I have a new story, that I might continue on, it's a Ziall fanfic~ It's called Falling Apart, would love it if you guys could check it out! :> ★

xx Bella~