I didn't see Louis very much. Other than mornings, sometimes. And after school, sometimes.
I don't know what either of us were expecting. Or, to be more honest, what I was expecting. Back then, Louis was just a bit interested in me in an acquaintance manner.
He just wanted to know someone in Holms Chapel. That didn't exactly mean he wanted much to do with me as a person.
However, we texted a lot. I would say "hi" and then he would respond "hi" and then I would ask "how was your day" and then he would respond "well" and that was the majority of our conversations that weren't even daily.
But one day, during lunch, I felt someone sit next to me. To say I was surprised at who it was would be an understatement because I was absolutely flabbergasted when I turned my head to see Louis.
What was strange was that, I didn't get the tingly rush of nerves that I usually got. I just felt happy like he was a friend I hadn't seen in a while. I smiled and he smiled back but then my eyes had widened.
"Why are you here?" I asked him. I didn't mean it in a way that I didn't want him there. More of a question as to why he was there because he wasn't supposed to be there but in his class.
"I can't eat lunch with a friend?" he asked in fake hurt with his right hand over his heart.
"Well, I mean..." I couldn't help but catch the friend part. "Wait! We're friends?!" I asked him with a newfound burst of energy. He looked at me from the side while picking up one of my chips and shoving it in his mouth. I was expecting him to respond but instead, he took another chip.
After a few more chips, he took a sip of my soda then put it down. I was beginning to get frustrated after he took a big bite of my burger when he finally spoke.
"Would you have just let me eat most of your food if we weren't?"
I remember that Louis used to always find a way to get what he wants but do it in a way that makes it seem like another person is benefiting from it, which in some or most cases, they did.
Yes, I lost the majority of my lunch, but! I was officially friends with Louis Tomlinson.
What more could a 16 year old Harry Styles ask for?
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My Love Was Louis (l.s)
FanfictionHe was the one that made me laugh to the point of snorting, before he says the punch line. He was the one that would rush out of bed just to make sure I was okay in the middle of the night. He was the one that would hold me for hours just so I could...
