Boys Divisional School of Manners

Chapter 48

Why does History sound like such a Larry song when they say it's about the fans.

And Harry singing "Don't let me go" at the end!! LIKE HIS SONG

Anyways!!! Enjoy this(: I think this chapter is mainly cute. I needed cute lol

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Harry's POV

I was practically begging for Louis to let me sleep in for a bit more. I pulled him back into bed with me and wrapped him in my arms so he couldn't move. He was fighting against me and giggling. It woke me up in a little better mood.

When we finally got the motivation to get out of bed, I sat up and I tried tilting my head but the marks on my neck crinkle and hurt too much. I groan and lift my hand up to my neck.

"Sorry." Louis giggles.

How is this the same person from last night?

"Yours isn't any better." I mumble looking up to his neck from where he's standing in front of the bed.

He just shrugs and turns back around to his dresser to grab a shirt.

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"You got everything?" I ask Louis as hurried back into the kitchen to grab some water bottles for us. I had both our bags in my hand and over my shoulder.

"I think so. You ready?" He slips his feet into his shoes and I wait as he pulls on his jacket.

"As I'll ever be." I grab the door and hold it open for him,

It was nice of him to pack for me, he said that there's track pants, jeans, shorts, and shirts in there for me. I really am not particular with anything I wear. So I don't mind.

I take a seat in the passenger side and Louis buckles in on the driver's side. "The drive is about a couple hours. It's not bad." Louis says as he backs out of the driveway and speeds off down street.

"Have you not learned from Liam and Niall?" I reach down to the mesh pouch on the wall of the middle console. I pull out a worn out book and flip it over to see its Romeo and Juliet.

I notice Louis' slowed down once we reached the main street and I guess I caught his attention with the book.

"Aw man. That was the first copy of Shakespeare I ever got." Louis shakes his head with a smile. "I remember pencilling in notes on the sides and I was just looking back over it this summer, none of the notes make sense to me anymore." He laughs.

I flip open to prologue, "Two households, both alike in dignity."

"In fair Verona, where we lay our scene." Louis finishes.

I smile. He's got it memorized.

I flip a few pages, "But if you do, sir, I am for you. I serve as good a man as you." I read. I have absolutely no idea what that means.

"No better." He says then scoffs, "Well, sir." Changing his voice to match the change in character as he read the two lines.

"You're pretty good." I say with a smile as I flip through some more pages, reading the lines and the notes drawn on the margins with arrows leading to circled lines.

He shrugs, "I liked figuring things out. Shakespeare's a puzzle that no two people can interpret the same way. Sure, there are translations and meanings on the Internet, and that's a good place to start. But you should develop your own ideas from reading it."