Louis pov:
I get home from detention, walk up to my room, shut the door, and throw myself on my bed. Did I really tell him that I like to be called Daddy? "WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE ME!?" I shout to myself. There's a knock at the door. "WHATTTT" I yell.
"It's Lottie"
"Why." I sigh into my pillow."What do you want." The door opens.
"Okay stop being such a dick and tell me why there's a stick stuck up your ass." she says calmly.
"None of your damn business. Leave me alone please. I love you, I'm really just not in the mood Lots." I feel bad for shouting at her, but I hate the world right now.
"Okay whatever loser." And she shuts the door. I get up to lock it then decide I don't want to walk all the way back to my bed so I just lay on the floor. That stupid curly boy was a little to cocky today. I need to get revenge. I know what to do. Lottie knows everyone. I jump up and unlock the door. "LOTTIE" I yell and run to her room. I yank on the door handle and almost fall inside.
"What the hell!" she looks up from her phone.
"I need your help. Now." I give her a serious look and she starts laughing.
"Oh god what do you need now." She says in-between laughs.
"Do you know a guy named Harry. Tall, curly hair, green eyes that stare into your soul." I blurt out quickly.
"Styles? Yeah I know him, bestfriends with Niall." "Why?" she asks, looking confused.
"I need his number." She raises and eyebrow. "Oh do not give me that look."
"You got a crush on him or something?" she smirks.
"Oh god no, real funny. Just give me his number."
After lots of arguing and negotiating that I do her chores for a week, I finally get his number. I give a quick "Thanks love" and run back to my room. Shutting and locking the door behind me. Now it's time to start my plan. I'm going to embarrass this boy forever. I type in the number and start to text him.
Harry's pov:
*Ding* I look down at my phone, thinking it's gonna be Niall suggesting we sneak out to the bars again tonight, but instead, it's a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: Hi babe x
H: Who is this? Do I know you??
Unknown : Oh trust me, you know me.
H: Oh god is this that guy from the bar again? I told you that was a one time thing. Stop texting me before I block your number.
I hooked up with this guy from a bar a few weeks back, he kept trying to find ways to contact me, and I assumed this was just that again. Until they replied.
Unknown: No? But I'm sure you'll enjoy talking to me anyway. Who's this guy though? Are you gay, green eyes?
H: From that last text I can guarantee I will not enjoy talking to you. Goodbye now, I'm blocking you.
I go to block the number, and then I get another text.
Unknown: No! Just wait a second.
H: What do you want.
Unknown: You, darling.
I stare at my phone for a second, shocked. Who is this?
Louis pov:
My plan is going perfectly. He already admitted that he's gay. Now I just need to play it up that I am- which I'm not- I'm just pretending to be- to get as much juice out of him as I can. I wait for his response.
H: I don't even know who you are.
Unknown: Just call me anything you'd like;)
H: Alright. Dickhead it is.
Dickhead: Oh stop it. Tell me more about yourself
H: Why would I do that?
Dickhead: Because if you do, you might get a reward;)
H: You're a perv. I'm done with this.
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Well shit. This didn't go as planned. I guess I'll just have to mess with him in detention more. And get a new number.
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In Another Lifetime [L.S.]
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson is the shining star of Olivans High School. He isn't a complete asshole, but let's just say he will not put up with anyones shit. He may be 5"8, but he fits a whole lot of attitude in that tiny body. He gets in plenty of fights and a...
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