Louis' POV
We walk in our class just after the bell goes.
"Malik! Tomlinson! Horan! Your late! Again." Mr Dale complains.
I roll my eyes and take a my seat at the back of the room in the middle of Zayn and Niall, as normal.
"Hi boys!" Some of the girls giggle.
'Oh please!'
We all fake smile back.
"So what are we gonna do today?" Niall smirks.
"Don't know." Zayn shrugs.
"Maybe something small. Like the fire bell later. Then if I think of something, maybe..." I suggest.
"Fair enough." Niall shrugs.
"Yeah I don't feel up to to much trouble." Zayn yawns.
"Getting tired are we Malik?" Mr Dale asks.
"Yeah. I think it's this lesson sir!" Zayn smiles. Everyone else laughs.
"Your getting to big for your boots boy!" Mr Dale snaps.
"Na. My boots are fine, they have a little bit of room and everything!" Zayn looks at his black boots on his feet. The class brakes out in laughter again. The teacher shakes his head and carries on working.
"Why is English so slow?" Niall questions.
"Don't know, but it's a double aswel!" Zayn yawns again.
Niall and I groan in frustration.
"Why do we have English anyway? We already know how to read, write and speak." I ask.
"Cause learning is stupid!" Niall laughs.
"True!" Zayn and I say with a nod.
*Skip to the end*
"Class you may pack up now," Mr Dale says.
Everyone hurries and the bells goes.
"You are dismissed." The teacher points to the door.
We all scurry out of the room.
"Free period after brake! Woo!" I yell.
"Gonna go find your crush?" Niall whispers with a nudge.
"Maybe. Or maybe I'll set off the alarm. Or both!" I shrug. Zayn laughs.
*Skip break. I'm just really not wanting to go through it*
Harry's POV
"See you later Liam!" I smile.
"Bye Harry! And good luck, don't get yourself into any trouble!" Liam puts a hand on my shoulder. I roll my eyes.
"I'll be fine. Now go to your class" I assure him.
"Bye!" He says.
"Bye!" I wave and we both walk our separate ways.
I walk back to my dorm but just before I enter the room some calls me. I think me.
"Green eyes!" I look around and see the Louis boy from earlier. He smiles and waves.
"I do have a name you know!" I say.
"I would use it, but I don't know it," He smirks.
"Well I'm Harry. Harry Styles." I introduce.
"Louis, the Tommo, Tomlinson. Or as everyone says The Swag master and sometimes The Sass master." He smiles.
"Nice to meet you Louis. But I've got some studying to do." I wave and go to enter my dorm, but Louis beats me to it.
He smiles. "A boy like you shouldn't be studying. You should hang with me and my mates."
"No thanks. I'd much rather study than mess around and get in to trouble."
"Come on! Please! For me!" He pouts. He looks so cute.
"Fine!" I huff.
"Yay!" Louis cheers and drags me down the hall way.
He pushes me into the toilets.
Crap.
Louis pins me to the wall. His hands either side of my head, his body pressed on mine.
"You know, your really sexy..." He whispers into my ear.
"Er.... Thanks?"
"I like you Harry. I like you a lot."
