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Harry's POV

"Harry? Babe it's time to get up". I groaned.

"No. Five more minutes". Niall pressed soft kisses to the back of my neck and I could feel his smile.

"Come on babe". I turned my head to face him and smiled. He pecked my lips, pushing my hair back softly. "I'll make you breakfast". I smiled up at him and nodded. "Have a shower and I'll find you some clothes. Go on". I slowly sat up, running my hand through my curls and getting out of the bed, walking to his bathroom. He handed me a fresh set of clothes, winking as he walked away and I sighed happily. I stepped in the shower, smelling Niall's shampoo and conditioner, examining all the soaps in his shower. Of course he had a razor sitting there and I felt more tempted to grab it and break some skin.

"Harry love? Are you almost done?" I sighed in defeat.

"A few more minutes!"

"Okay. Well breakfast is ready so just come downstairs when you're done". I washed my hair and body, stepping out, drying myself and getting dressed. When I walked in the kitchen, Niall was cleaning the dishes. "It's on the table love". I sat down, staring at the chocolate chip pancakes. "I hope you like them". I ate them quickly, surprised as to how good they actually tasted and ran to get my shoes on. "Harry!" I frowned at the slight sound of anger in his tone.

"What's wrong Ni?" I walked back into the dining room to see him pointing at the plate.

"You need to clean up your dishes?" He seemed upset and I felt guilty.

"I-I'm sorry Niall-"

"Just clean it up". I nodded and he walked out of the room. I didn't even think about it and his OCD had completely slipped my mind. I washed my plate and cutlery, brushing my teeth with a spare toothbrush Niall had and headed towards the front door. "You ready to go Harry?" I nodded and he locked up the house, driving me to school. The car ride was filled with silence and I hated it but I didn't want to say anything stupid so I just kept my mouth shut. When he pulled up in front of my school, I quietly thanked him. "I'll be here after school Harry". I shook my head.

"I'm going to Louis' house today". He nodded, looking disappointed and I closed the door, walking into what I like to call a hell hole. I went straight to math and took my seat next to Zayn.

"Where have you been Harry? I've barely seen you!" My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to see I had a text from Niall. I frowned, opening it.

I'm sorry love. I didn't mean to get mad. When will I see you next? I miss you - N xxx

I smiled at the text but felt a nudge in my side. I looked up at Zayn and he motioned to the front where the teacher was staring at me impatiently.

"Something you would like to share Mr. Styles?" I shook my head.

"No sir".

"Pay attention". I nodded and looked back to Zayn.

"Niall said yes. He said we could give being together a go yesterday. I know it's not exactly a smart idea given his condition but with me, he's not the freak he thinks he is"

"Did Styles just say freak!?" I gulped from the intimidating voice. "Everyone! Styles isn't just a fag no, but he's dating a freak! Harry is a fucking freak!" The whole class erupted into laughter and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Leave him alone Luke!"

"That wouldn't be any fun Zayn. What's wrong with poor little Harry? Scared of being with a freak now are you?"

"I'm not a freak". I mumbled quietly.

"Oh, but you're dating one? How old is he? Sixty? He has to be, he'll be blind and deaf too given the fact that he's dating you" The class erupted into more laughter and I looked up to see the teacher wasn't in the room.

"No".

"Oh Styles has the courage to talk today?"

"Luke fuck off".

"Shush Zayn. I'll see you later Harry". He chuckled darkly as the teacher walked back in the room.

"Don't worry about him Haz". Zayn pat my shoulder.

"It's not that easy Zayn". I got my phone out again and opened a new message.

It's okay. You can pick me up from school -H xx

Maths was over quickly and Harry bolted out the room, rushing to his next class which was music, not with Zayn sadly but with Liam so he's not alone for long.

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"Hey fag boy wait up!" Luke and his followers chuckled to themselves. "Remember I wanted to talk to you freak?"

"I-I'm not a freak!" He laughed bitterly.

"Whatever you say fag! Now we have some business to do don't we?" I gulped.

"P-please leave me a-alone". He only laughed again.

"But we're going to have fun! Aren't we boys?" His followers cheered him on and he smirked. "Smile buddy". My arms were pulled behind my back as two guys held me and Luke threw a hard punch to my stomach. I went to bend forward from the sick pain but the boys only held me up. Luke continued to throw punches to my stomach and face, stopping for a minute and I began to think it was over until he got a smoke out and lit it up. I began to panic as my eyes widened.

"N-no! Please!" His smirk grew as he walked up to me. The boy behind me pushed my left arm in front of Luke and pulled my sleeve up. He pushed the cigarette on my skin and I let out a scream as it burnt into my skin.

"Shut up pretty boy". Luke sneered as he continued to do it again and again. "You deserve this. You shouldn't have talked back to me today". He covered my arm in the circled burns and threw the smoke on the ground, stepping on it and the boys dropped me, my body hitting the cold concrete hard. He kicked me constantly and my phone vibrated. He knelt down, pulling it from my pocket as I was too weak to stop him. "Niall is in the car park. Get up!" I looked up at him as he threw my phone at me. "I said get up!" He kicked my leg and I groaned. I moved to sit up, slowly standing only to be punched in the stomach again and falling to the ground. "Go to your freak, freak". I stared as they walked away laughing and let the tears fall from my eyes. My stomach and left arm had an unbearable burning pain that practically overcomes any other part of my body that's been hurt. I don't know why Luke hates me so much. What did I ever do? My phone continued to vibrate and I stumbled to my feet, slightly hunched over as I pulled my backpack over my shoulder and stumbled to the car park. I spotted Niall's range rover quickly as the car park was practically empty and struggled, but got in the car and winced as he gasped.

"What happened!? Harry are you okay?"

"No". He stayed silent for a few minutes, probably figuring out that it was a very stupid question for him to ask. I began to softly sob.

"Okay it's okay I'll take you back to my place". He began to drive and before I knew it, he was helping me out of the car, pulling me inside. He took my straight to the lounge room, sitting me on the couch and leaving me there for only two minutes before returning with a damp cloth and first aid kit. He pulled my top and pants off, leaving me in my boxers. "It's going to sting babe". He was right. Fuck that shit stung like a bitch! I hissed as he continued to dab on the open, bleeding wounds so they didn't get infected. I know he hadn't seen my left arm yet and I was hoping he didn't because that's something that would make him hunt Luke down and do something stupid. I know it wouldn't work out well so I just hoped he wouldn't see it. "Why would someone do this to you?" He stood me up, pulling me upstairs to his bathroom and turned the shower on, pulling my underwear down and pulling me to step in the shower. As the water hit my arm I wanted to scream my lungs out from the burn but refrained myself, knowing if I did he would look at every inch of my body or demand to know what it was. "Babe? What's wrong? You're really pale?" I shook my head and avoided his eyes. "You look like you're going to pass out babe. What is it?" I broke down and began screaming and his eyes widened as he pulled me out the shower, wrapping a towel around me. "What is it love? Did I hurt you?" I shook my head and rested my forehead on his shoulder, sobbing loudly. He wrapped the towel around my waist and hugged me softly, pulling me to his room and sitting me on his bed as he collected some fresh clothes for me. "I should take you clothes shopping". I silently nodded and got dressed in the clothes he gave me. I loved wearing his clothes. They smelt so nice an I just felt comfort from them. "Haz what hurts so much?" The bed dipped beside me and I felt his strong arm wrap around my waist, pulling me into his side. I held onto him tightly and shook my head. "Please tell me so I can help you? You didn't scream like that for nothing love". He lightly kissed my temple and rubbed my back soothingly. "I need you to talk to me Haz". I sniffled and looked up to him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. I looked down to my left arm and Niall grabbed it, staring. "They...that?" I nodded and let out another sob. "Shh it's okay I'm here now. I won't let anyone hurt you". He pulled me back to him and I cried until I fell asleep in his arms.

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