It's Hard to Look Right at You (Larry Stylinson AU BoyxBoy Sequel)

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Zayn's POV

The changes in Harry's mood were obvious. At first, he was normal, completely happy, just trying to put up with Ed, then his phone buzzed, and his face drained of all colour and he looked like he was about to pass out, or throw up, or both. I could see that his fingers were visibly shaky, and he looked absolutely terrified. He walked off just before lunch, and came back halfway through the next class, with a fake smile on his face, never really reaching his eyes, and he looked seriously conflicted. I opened up my phone and created a new message to him

Hey mate, what's up? You look… confused. -Z xox

I looked towards him as he dug through his pocket, fishing out his phone and opening up my message. He re-read it a few times, before his fingers moved over the keypad, typing in a message, before hitting a button. I stared at my phone, expecting it to light up, alerting me I had a new message, but it never did. Harry continued typing on his phone, and pressing buttons, texting someone else. Is he seriously ignoring me?

Dude, what the fuck? I know u saw my message, why r u ignoring me? -Z

I watched as he sighed and ran a shaky hand through his curls. I glared daggers into the back of his head. If it's one thing I hate, it's being ignored. Whenever I'm ignored, I will pester and annoy them until they talk to me, which normally works. I'd opened up another message and was about to begin spamming him with text messages, when my phone vibrating, telling me I had a message from Harry.

Sorry mate, I was just talking to Lou… hang on 1 sec. I really want 2 tell u but, I don't know if I can.. -H xx

I stared at my screen. What does this have to do with Louis? What have they done? Oh My God, what if someone found them out! Wait, I already know the answer to that. But still, Shit shit shit shit shi-

1 new message from: Harry

Well, uhh, Lou got a job at a local uni so we can be together more in public cause he wont be our teacher anymore… -H xx

Harry's POV

I turned to look at Zayn, he was sitting there, staring at his phone, with the world blankest expression on his face. I watched his eyes as they read and re-read the message trying to make sense of what I was saying. When realisation finally dawned on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers hovered over his phone, trying to decide how to respond. He eventually gave up, sliding his phone back into his pocket and he looked at me. Keeping eye contact with me, he raised his hand, interrupting the teacher "Excuse me Miss Flack"  the woman turned around, not forgetting to look at me creepily as she turned to Zayn "Yes, Mr Malik?" she sighed, waiting for Zayn to say some smartass comment like he usually would "Can I please go to the bathroom?" he asked incredibly politely, with a small smile.

Her eyes widened slightly, in surprise at Zayn's politeness, and simply nodded. He looked to me "c'mon Styles. You're coming too" and he walked down to me, grabbing my wrist and walking out of the classroom, me in tow. He slammed open the door, pulling us both through and leading us down the corridor, towards the bathrooms. I kept looking to him, finding his face locked in an angry expression, lips pressed into a flat line, eyes narrowed straight ahead, death glaring the door at the end of the hallway. I don’t understand why  he's so angry, this really has nothing to do with him.