Invisible chapter 1 part 2

 

Original story written by Larrys_Girl

After the English lesson, I went to my locker to get rid of my books. I knew very well that the next period was Math, and I couldn’t wait to see Harry’s beautiful face again. I looked at where his locker was, and saw him once again standing there with the same blond girl, only this time they were snogging their faces off each other. I gulped at sight, almost dropping the pen I was holding, and turned back to face my locker, squeezing my eyes shut. Don’t look that way okay? I more than happily listened to the little voices in my head and turned around, heading towards the direction of the classroom. On my way there I pressed my books tightly against my chest and tried to avoid everyone’s glances. Yes, I was openly gay, but there weren’t many people who knew about it, so I guess there must be another reason as to why they were looking at me.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Zayn, a player on the football team and one of Harry’s friends asked me. He was one of the few people who knew about my sexuality. He slapped me across my cheek and stared at me with a look of hatred. Zayn was also the only one who actually bullied me at this school, the others usually just ignored me. “Fag,” he spat in my face before walking off. I haled a deep breath, trying to forget about hum as I continued walking to Math class. Every time Zayn did something to me I just tried to ignore him, and it had worked for almost two years now.
 
I sat down in my chair and looked out the window. I was quiet early, so I would have to wait for at least ten minutes before class started. I looked around the room noticing two other people here, and of course, Harry wasn’t one of them. He was known for arriving late to class.
Ten minutes later, the bell finally rang and in came a panting Harry. “I’m sorry, I was just…” his husky voice trailed off, as he started walking towards an empty seat. I followed him with my gaze and couldn’t help but smile. “Just what?” Mrs. Smith asked firmly. Why was she so hard on him? He wasn’t even late! “Oh, he was just busy snogging his girlfriend’s face off!” one of his mates Ben shouted so the whole room could hear. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach, although I knew he’d been doing just that. Harry chuckled and sat down beside him. He hit Ben’s arm playfully, and opened his book to start working.
 
During the while class period I tried to tear my gaze away from Harry, bit it wasn’t easy, especially not when he burst out laughing for some reason and it was quiet in the room. Of course my eyes had darted to him involuntarily his dimples had been prominent, which of course had caused my breath to hitch. I swear, that guy would be the death of me.
Somehow I managed to cope the whole hour without drooling or getting anyone’s attention. It was pretty weird, because in the end it turned out I had stared at him almost the whole time.
I headed back to my locker after the bell rang. I was walking just behind Harry, and my heart was literally racing in my chest. I tried to keep a somewhat normal look on my face, but It was really hard. I mean, the Harry Styles was walking in front of me! Shit, I sounded like a girl who was obsesses with a hut guy, didn’t i? well, I was gay after all…