Challenge Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 13

Not long after,I let out a small yawn and tears filled my eyes automatically. I wiped my eyes using my thumb and decided to lay my head after crossing my hands on the table. I need to sleep. My face was on the right side,facing Harry who's writing down notes on a piece of paper. My eyelids begin to drop and the last thing I saw was Harry smiling at the sight of me.

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"Louis?"

I felt someone gently shaking me by my shoulder,trying to wake me up. I didn't open my eyes,instead I closed them tighter.

"C'mon Louis. You need to wake up before Mr Murs comes."

Oh..I forgot I'm in class and that Harry's sitting beside me. I buried my face further into my arms and mumbled out, "2 minutes."

I heard Harry sighed before he took out both my earphones,letting it fell on my lap. I slowly opened my eyes after a minute or so and what I first saw was two green eyes staring at me.

Oh my god,has he been staring at me sleeping? I hope I don't drool.

I sat up and blinked a few times,adjusting my view on the class. Everyone's writing and Mr Murs' checking and collecting our works from Monday.

"We're supposed to write a 250 words essay. Minimum." Harry told me.

"My arm's sore." I said truthfully. I pat my arms repeatedly to make the blood flowing again.

"I thought you're never talking to me again. Pheww."

"Oh yah,I'm not supposed to. I'm sorry I forgot. My bad." I yawned. "One last thing I need to ask before I ignore you completely is what are we doing?"

"Well,Mr Murs said write a short essay about whoever you're sitting with today. He said by this way he can get to know each of us better and we can learn about each other while learning. So to sum this up,I'm writing about you and you're writing about me."

Well ain't that splendid? More essays! I nodded and observed Mr Murs. He's still collecting the student's works. How am I going to write my essay if I'm not talking to him? The only thing I knew about him was his name and his age. Argh!

"Wondering how to get my informations? Harry grinned.

I kept my earphone in my bag and proceeded to play Piano Tiles on my phone. Harry had the nerve to snatch my phone away from me.

"What the hell?!"

"Lou,I'm sorry for yesterday okay? I really am. I was not in a good mood but after your last text everything got better."

My last text? The one I called him a brat? A handsome BRAT to be precise.

Harry continued. "I called you okay? You just didn't pick up. I..I called again and you still didn't pick up. I know I'm annoying but please bear with me because I want to be your friend and I don't accept a no. I know it's just been 3 days and you probably can't stand me already. I..I..I just.. Oh my god I'm rambling. I'm sorry Lou. What do you want me to do to make it up to you? I can - "

I grabbed the back of his neck using my right hand and covered his mouth with the other,making him gasped. He looked at me through his eyelashes since he's lowered to my chest.

"Quiet down,will ya? You're talking embarrassingly loud." I whispered to him and looked around to see if anyone's looking at us.

He mumbles something against my hand and he huffed,realizing nothing actually came out of his mouth.

"Just..slow your voice down?" I asked and he nodded. I let him go.

We passed up our works to Mr Murs when he walked by.Shortly,the bell rang and Literature class ended. Everyone packed their bags and left one by one. I grabbed my bag and got up,so did Harry.