The day I told my parents college accepted me into the Ballet part, they were anything but happy. They wouldn't allow me to stay home while going to a girls class nor would they pay for it. So I moved to campus and got a job in order to pay for it all. That's when I met my best friend Liam, he's the total opposite of me though. He despises Ballet but loves the hip hop type of dances, he's straight but me on the other hand well I'm not quite sure. I have this attraction to boys I catch myself staring at certain parts of them without meaning to. I certainly think girls are nice also. Liam hangs out with different people from what I do as well, he likes the crowds that go to those stupid immature parties at the frat houses, the ones who could care less about the people around them. I had no choice but to be friends with the lad. He isn't nearly as bad as the others though.

"What are you thinking about?" Liam questions peeking over the brim of his computer from his bed.

I take the pen from lip with a sigh.

"Everything." I answer honestly.

"You've been doing that a lot lately." he says with a tone I can't quite get.

"Well Li until you've stepped in my shoes you wouldn't understand." I say with a hint of sass.

"Okay I'm sorry that was a little rude of me, I know I can't help you that well with what your going through but I can sure try." he says with a slight frown he sits on the bed next to me wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"My family hates me because I'm in ballet, they are going to hate me even more when I tell them...." I feel tears coming "I don't what I am Liam I'm constantly catching myself staring at boys, I look at girls too. I'm in a ballet class of which no other boys are in.I wear..." he cuts me off.

"Harry stop! That's what you are and from it sounds like that you are bi. That's just you Harry, anyone who says something is wrong with what and who you are, are just right up wrong." Liam says softly.

I wipe away the tears that have fallen down my cheeks.

"Now I do believe your late for your Ballet class with Mrs. Bramble."

"I haven't even went for my run or taken a shower." I say scrambling to get my bag for class.

Throwing the bag over my shoulder I run out Liam catches me throwing my body wrap at me.

"Thanks!" I run around the corner slamming straight into someone.

"Watch where your going!" he snaps his accent is definitely one of those from Doncaster.

I know exactly who it is. I look to see Louis his arms crossed over his chest as I try to grab my body wrap from under his foot. He doesn't lift his foot. He stands there with an evil smirk across his damned face.

"Please lift your foot." I say as calmly and politely as possible even though I hate his guts.

Ever since he saw me practicing in the dorm when he visited Liam, he's gave me nothing but hell. Never once in front of Liam though. Probably cause he knows Liam would give it to him.

"I said lift your foot please I'm not going to ask again." I say letting my annoyance show.

He lets out a laugh.

"Or what? Your-" Niall his best friend places a hand on his shoulder.

"Let him go." he says looking down.

"Niall you know to not tell me what to do." he warns lifting his foot.

I snatch it up running down the hall fighting back tears. I wish my mum would talk to me, it's time like these I wish she would accept me for me. No such luck as I near the building to Ballet tears fall shit, how do I explain this to Mrs. Bramble? A quick deep breath I walk inside tears still falling.

The girls are already dancing, Mrs. Bramble is instructing him. She spots me in the corner fitting my giant foot into my shoes. She walks over.

"Mr. Styles you've never been late to my class why are you all of a sudden?" she says sternly.

"Mr. Styles is my dad please call me Harry you know this m'am. I'm sorry I'm late I had a little run in." my voice shakes from the tears.

Mrs. Bramble is a nice woman, sometimes she and I practice after everyone leaves. She says I'm the best in her class and her permitting me extra hours in the studio by myself just brings me one step closer to the big stage.

She allows me to change into more comfortable pants than jeans thankfully.

"Jump Harry make your legs stuff and point your feet, extend your legs." she instructs.

Starting in the corner I run doing the jump landing perfectly on my feet.

"Very well class, that's it for today." she says an hour and thirty minutes later.

"Harry want to go out to dinner?" one of the girls approaches me.

"No, no thank you." I say scooping up my bag before leaving.

~~~

For Louis however college wasn't what he wanted. It's what his family wanted or what his mother wanted at least.

From what Louis thought he'd never find pleasure in any part of it but he did.

He loved the parties at the Frat houses every Friday and weekend, he most certainly found pleasure in the curly lad he constantly picked on, the amazing high he felt when he got drunk and had one night stands with the girls.

Yeah he had a few friends none of which didn't love the exact things he did. Except Niall he did like to party a good bit but not as much as he did, he was nicer than Louis, he liked to have a one night stand with a girl but not all the time. Even when he did he didn't like to shame the girl. He respected them, everytime after he would walk them back to the dorms, even offer the girl his bed and room while he went to sleep in Louis' room on the floor. Niall didn't like how Louis pushed Harry to break, he would never let Louis hurt him pyschically. Though once Niall wasn't paying attention and Louis pushed Harry right into a wall to which he banged his head on. He was some what opposite of Louis.

"What you do to him Louis isn't right, why do you do that?" Niall questioned sitting on the end of Louis' bed.

"Why are you such a pain in the ass?" Louis asked scribbling words in his journal.

"Because unlike you I care about people?" Niall said with a raised brow.

"Kindly stop asking questions you are getting on my nerves. Get out, I want to be alone!" Louis snapped at Niall throwing his journal to the side of him.

Niall stormed to the door placing his hand on the knob.

"You are an asshole Louis, I stick up constantly for you cause your my best friend! I'm through trying to be your friend Louis, when all you do is constantly shove it back in my face without a single thank you!" Niall walked out slamming the door.

~~~

"He ripped my body wrap!" I storm in the dorm throwing my bag to the side of my bed.

"Woah there calm down. Try to be quiet too because its 10 at night. Who ripped it?" Liam sits up looking at me carefully.

"You know your friend Louis? Yeah well it was him!" I say throwing the wrap on top of my bag.

"Sure he didn't mean to." Liam defends.

"Oh he meant to, he stepped on it on purpose I tried to get it from him but it ripped luckily Niall was there to tell him to lift his foot." I say with a huff.

"Louis is a natural ass." Liam says with a shrug.

"Yeah I know his ass behavior has been on since I got here!" I say.

He doesn't say anything.

"I have no classes tomorrow I'm looking for apartments. Do you want to go?"

Harry was through but he didn't want to give Louis the pleasure of being winner. So he decided an apartment would be his best option.

"Yeah...uh sure I'll go." Liam says.

I give him a nod. One step farther but yet one step closer Harry thought to himself. It would make him closer and more able to focus on his Ballet and other studies. It would put him a little far from his only friend Liam. Harry needed this one step closer for him to focus and so he took it.