Boys Divisional School of Manners

Chapter 31

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Harry's POV

Waking up Sunday morning was awkward to say the least. I woke up before he did, his arm around me was sticky and sweaty from being under the blankets and I tried to roll his arm off me but I ended up elbowing him in the chin. He was soon fully awake, and I was a little embarrassed by what happened, so we went downstairs and I got some ice for him.

We did our routines separately yesterday, avoiding the elephant in the room. I did my laundry while he went grocery shopping, and by the time he got home I had already opened up my science books. With nothing else to do, I had gotten some work sheets finished. Louis sat beside me at the kitchen table with his laptop, I presume he was writing an essay. His eyebrow quirked as he looked at my textbook, no doubt remembering that I told him yesterday, we were on math. But he let it go, thank god.

And that's how that day was spent. Tense, awkward, uncomfortable.

As I get dressed in my uniform for school today, I tug at the white shirt collar, I feel like it's suffocating me. The water from Louis' shower is running still and I sit on my bed as I wait for him to get ready. Do I really want to change the contract? Sure, that blowjob was nice, but what if Louis will be expecting more from me? I don't want my mouth over a cock. I wrinkle my nose just at the thought. What does Louis even want to add to the contract? He doesn't even use some of the ones he has now.

I hear Louis' shower stop and I take a deep breath. I head downstairs to get a water bottle from the fridge. I stand against the counter as I take small sips, waiting for Louis.

When I hear him coming down the stairs I turn around to face the doorway.

"Haz?" He calls.

"In the kitchen." I see him come through the doorway and a soft smile appears on his face. His hair is damp still but it's moved to the side and it's a perfect mess.

"Are we still good for today?" He doesn't need to say anything more. I know he's referring to what we'll be doing with Mr. Turner.

I shrug, "Are we okay?"

"Yeah, of course. Why?" He steps nearer to me until he's on the other side of the counter.

"Never mind. We're going to be late for Liam and Niall." I put my water bottle back in the fridge and walked past him to the hallway. I slip on my shoes, and through the window beside the door I can see Liam and Niall making their way across the street.

"Have you heard from Zayn?"

"Well, I know Justin has given him days off. You know, like days where they don't go to school just so they can spend time together. I hope it's a sure sign they're doing okay. I don't know what they do on those days though. I don't even know if Justin's enrolled here, he's been to a few of my classes, mainly the rope and bondage classes."

My nose crinkles at the thought of what Zayn gets up to, "It's been almost a week. Do you think Liam even misses him?"

Louis shakes his head and bites his lip, "It's hard for Liam to miss people. He just doesn't. In the two years I've known him, he has hardly mentioned his family. I think it's to do with how his parents were always travelling for their company, and his sisters are older, he must've been raised by his nanny. I remember back in first year he had taken a week off of school to go to his old nanny's wedding. Meanwhile, he barely spent a weekend with his family over the holidays. He came to stay with me for the rest of the holidays. I really don't know. He just doesn't miss. And he's got Niall in his life now."