Forgotten

Hi guys so this is my first story and the beginning isnt very good but I am progressing and I hope you like it! Yes I started it off already with Larry but it's because it will build on. Okay. I'm not good at writing so bear with me. I will hopefully get better! Enjoy c:
HARRYS P.O.V
As I look at Louis, I just can't actually believe he is actually with me. After years of admiring him I get to be with him and make him happy. Nothing makes me happier than he does. I smile at him and he looks at me.
"Stop staring at me" I cant help but smile even more when he shows that precious smile of his.
"I can't. You're just so beautiful" He rolls his eyes. The only thing that I don't like about Louis is his insecurity. You can tell him how beautiful and perfect he is but he won't believe it. He has nothing to be insecure about but thats the way he is. I could go on and on about Louis. From the way he does his hair to his little tummy.
Nobody knows about Louis and I and maybe soon that will change. Hopefully. I want to tell everyone but Im scared. Im scared about what they will think. Will they hate me? Be disgusted? I can't deal with that anymore.
"Louis?"
"Yeah?"
"Im scared to." He looks at me with a sympathetic smile.
" I know Harry but we're doing it together right? So it wont be so bad."
I dont want this to be a repeat of what happened a while ago. I knew what it felt like to get bullied because of my sexuality. Even my "friends" made fun of me. It made me think that I was stupid for thinking I was gay and that it was bad to be gay. I thought something was wrong with me and I was disgusted. I couldnt change I couldnt like a girl like I liked this guy. I hated myself for it. Everyone hated me for it. I would get called names. I self harmed because of it. The names they called me were ridiculous but I was so sensitive that I took them all to heart. The scars on my wrist show memories of the past that I dont want to haunt me again. Each of them a symbol of bad memories but Im stronger now and I will continue to be strong no matter what happens. I want everyone to know that I am with Louis and we are happy.
After all of that happened I told my mom about the bullying but not the reasons and if she asked why I would lie and say they call me names and that the bruises were from older kids who didnt like me. I didnt tell her I was gay because I didnt want to disappoint her either. We moved into a town where no one knew who we were and no one would know that I was gay. I would keep my secret from everyone and not let anyone know. That changed when I met Louis. I got to know him and I had the biggest crush on him but I hated myself for liking him. After a while I told him that I liked him. He smiled and said "Harry Styles, I fancy you too." I thought he would hate me because all that time I thought he was straight. Girls were always by him and practically worshipping him. We got to be close friends and finally I told him about my past and he understood even though he wasnt in that situation. I was glad he listened and understood. He made me feel important.
"Harry, I love you okay?" Louis finally speaks in a whisper.
"I love you too. Thank you for always being there for me Lou."
He flashes his beautiful smile then leans in to kiss me. The first time Louis kisses me was my first kiss and it was a mess. We laughed aboout it afterwards but I was so nervous. I have never kissed someone and first kisses are always kind o awkward but our was special. It didn't matter how messy it was, it was special because you only get on first kiss. I got mine with someone who I actually love.
"Well I have to go. See you tomorrow okay?" Louis walks out of the living room and heads home. I didnt know what to do after he left so I slept and slept and slept.
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I got up feeling even better than other days. I feel refreshed and I loved it. I had made my decision that I would make Louis proud. I want to be happy with Louis and I want everyone to know.
I get dressed, brush my teeth and hair then head downstair to eat breakfast quickly then head off to school. Today is the day I will come out again and I wont regret it. My stomach feels weird and im nervous but I have to do it. I should call Louis
"Hey babe! Goodmoring." Louis says in his tired but cheerful voice.
"Hey Lou, are you at school yet? I have to tell you something."
"No, Im on my way. Do you need me to pick you up?"
" No Im already here but I just want to say Im going to make you proud today. Just wait." I felt confident in myself.
"Okay see you at school then"
I know this will make Louis proud. I will lift this weight off our shoulders and we can finally be a couple at school. We can finally show everyone that we are together and they cant split us apart.
I walk down the halls to find Liam and Zayn. They looked at me and for the first time I looked serious.
"Harry, is something wrong?"
I shake my head, " No it's just that I've been keeping a secret that maybe you guys should know about. It's not just my secret though it's ours."
They look confused but that doesnt matter they're about to know something no one else does. I'm still nervous about it but it has to be done.
"Okay. So me and Louis have bee dating for a while and we didnt want anyone to know about it. Until now."
" I knew something was going on between you two. Why didnt you ever tell us?" Zayn asks while Liam just nods his head wanting to know as well.
"We didnt want anyone to know that we were gay." They said they understood why. They don't blame me for keeping it a secret. Niall comes along and I told him and he was proud of me. Proud that I didn't keep it a secret anymore. I smile at him and we continue to talk about it.
I just smile and hear a gasp behind me. I turn around to see a girl from chemistry class with her mouth open in shock. I see behind her even more girls gasp after her until she speaks " Harry. YOU'RE GAY?!"
I didnt know what to do. I was startled and worried. What if something bad happens? I didn't know what to say. All I could say was um. They left and I thought about it. How bad can it be? Surely not that bad. I hope not. I decided to leave it alone and talk with the boys. After a while I left to go to class.
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"Hey faggot."
"Move faggot."
"Stupid fag. Get out my way and out of my school."
I turn around to see a guy twice my size. He was huge. I was scared. I didn't know what to do or say.
"Um.. I'm sorry." Was all I could.
"You should be. You don't belong here. We don't need faggots here."
I was confused. How did word spread so fast? The. I remembered those girls from earlier. Fuck. I didn't expect people to know already. The whole school must already know by now.
I walk faster but it's no use.
"Get the fuck out my way fag"
The football team tries to trip me, the cheerleaders laugh at me and random people call me names. One name that stuck in my head was when they called me disgusting. I haven't heard that once since the last time my step-dad. I hated it. I never thought I would have to go through with this again. No, please not again.
I finally get to class. Everyone looks at me. Some smile others just stare.Whispers are going from here and there and trying not to let it bother me is quite difficult. Now that I think about it perhaps coming out wasn't such a great idea after all. This is not what I wanted the outcome to be. I guess I could deal with it as long as Louis is happy. If Louis is happy, then I'm happy too.
As the teacher hands out the assignment I hear my name being called.
"Harry! Psssttt Harry!" It was a whisper but a loud whisper and it's coming from Niall. He signals to come over so I get up from my desk and walk to his. Maybe walking to his desk was a bad idea too. More and more whispers. I can hear some and they are things I don't want to hear. I tried not to listen to them but once I heard one, I wanted to hear more. I don't know why I wanted so badly to hear since I knew they would be bad but I'm so damn curious.
Niall must have seen my facial expression and said, "Ignore them. They're just jerks." I nod. He's right I should just ignore it. Resist the urge to listen.
20 minutes into our work someone tapped me on the shoulder and hands me a note.
"Harry,
I really liked you until I found out you were gay. I don't like you anymore. You're hot but also a fag. By the way, I have boyfriend so don't flirt with him."
Would someone actually think that just because I'm gay means I'll flirt with their boyfriend? I laughed. They're so wrong. The note bothered me but I just couldn't help the laugh. I stopped laughing once I heard someone say, "If he does flirt with your boyfriend he could just beat the fag up. He's weak anyway. I bet he's crying right now."
"Aye mate, you okay?" Niall asked worried. I hand him the note and look at him while he reads it. He rolls his eyes and crumpled it up. "Harry don't let them do this to you. Stand up for yourself okay? I know you're strong"
He doesn't know. I'm not that strong person who can stand up for themselves. I am weak. I'm so ashamed too.
****
I get harassed in the hallway again. Like Niall said I have to stand up for myself. I'll try. But my effort won't help. This harassing thing is getting pretty old and hard to deal with. It hasn't even been 2 hours yet.
"Harry."
I turn around to see Nick looking at me. Is he angry? Did I do something wrong?
"Faggots aren't welcomed here. Do us all a favor and leave. No one would care anyways."
I try to walk away but he grabs my wrist tightly. It's no use, I cant loosen his grip and leave.
"I'm serious Styles. My uncle was gay. He was my favourite uncle too until I found out. He was kicked out of the house and now I want the same with you. I want you out of the school"
I shake my head," No, I won't leave. I'm sorry I can't stop being gay but it's who I am."
"You're stupid. Get out of my way, I don't want to see you ever again. Before he leaves he punches me in the stomach before saying, "Hope that teaches you a lesson."
I run to the bathroom. That's it. I'm done. I can't stand being at this school. I might as well call up my step dad to pick me up.
"Again Harold?" He sounded irritated but that's how he usually talks to me.
"Yes. I'm kind of sick so I don't want to be here knowing that i'm sick."
I don't know if I'm ready to tell him yet. I wonder if he'll tell my mum. She won't make a big deal. She loves me, she'll understand. Robin, on the other hand, he'll cause havoc with me but in order to make Louis proud, I must do it. I'm just worried about the consequences with Robin. It worries me too damn much.
"Fine. Since you want to be a wimp instead of a man. Can't even take feeling a little sick. God Harold, what's wrong with you? I'll be there in 10."
What's wrong with me? Everything.
I pull up my sleeve and my scars are out. I've been clean for 6 months thanks to Louis. No matter how much I felt the need to or want to, I didn't do it. Even in times like this it's hard to stop thinking about doing it.
I wash my hands and kept washing them for a couple of minutes. I didn't even notice how long I stood there until I hear someone come in. He saw me and groaned. I immediately pulled down my sleeve as he got closer.
"What's wrong Styles? You got some secrets under those sleeves?" Nick asks with a smug smile then he frowns and continues to give me those cold eyes.
I shake my head quickly. A little too quickly and I tried walking out again this time as before he grabs my wrist even tighter now and shakes his head.
"You're not going anywhere. I've been wanting to beat your ass since I first met you when you stole my best friend. When she first saw you she told me how much she wanted you. I told her go ahead get him. You broke her heart, telling her you didn't feel the same. She was so nice to you in fact nicer than with me. You broke her heart and she was so heartbroken. You know, I loved her. Not as friends but since then she said guys are too much and she told me to never fall in love with her since she didn't want the same thing to happen with me. I still love her. But you were the cause of this. I hate you Styles."
I felt like throwing up after he punched my stomach and then my face. I refuse to go without a fight. I'm done. I take off my jacket and punch his jaw then kick him in the stomach. I look down at him with both fear and fury in my eyes. He looks at me and he drifts his eyes away from my face to my wrist.
"You're gay and you're emo too? How dysfunctional can you be? You're too stupid." He laughs and I stand frozen. I pick up my jacket and put it on and ran. I didn't stop running until I got to the office. I can't believe that happened. He saw my scars. I panic and feel tears coming until I see Robin coming. I can't let him see me like this, no not this weak. I refuse to let him make fun of me too. I can't go through that again. I need someone. I need Louis.

Notes

Hii guys so this is my first story and yes I'm a hardcore Larry shipper. If you don't ship it please don't give me hate!
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