Angel

six

hi hello, i love louis tomlinson.

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"So, when is he gonna fuck you?"

Louis immediately choked on his own saliva, coughing hard as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

"W-What?!" He gasped out.

Zayn shrugged. "I mean, he called you 'love' and gave you his jacket? If that isn't an unequivocal sex invite, I don't know what is."

Louis sighed and placed his head into the palm of his hands, not being able to believe that he'd actually made an effort to befriend the raven-haired boy, sitting next to him.

"Why do I even bother with you?"

Zayn snorted. "Lou, we've been mates since before primary school. Aren't you a bit late to asking yourself that question?"

"I regret, actually helping you steal from that lemonade stand when we were five." Louis grumbled, with a playful smile spread across his lips.

Both boys, soon, bursted into laughter at that, reminiscing over their mischievous memories with one another.

"I'm serious, though." Zayn chuckled, "don't forget to check his drawers."

Soon, the final bell had rung for all students to be finished with the long school day. The two boys walked out of the library together, normally ready to walk home with one another yet this particular day was different.

Very different.

Louis was planned to stay after school with Mr. Styles, in order for the teacher to help him review his study guide for his upcoming test; and to say that he'd been anticipating it all day was an absolute understatement.

He would finally be able to be alone with Mr. Styles and would finally have the older man' undivided attention; and that alone, had him feeling physically sick to his stomach, but in
the best way possible.

"Z, what could possibly be in his drawers?" Louis rolled his eyes at his ridiculous best friend. "Pencils?"

"More like, condoms."

Louis' eyes widened, nearly choking on air, once again and couldn't help but think that Zayn would end up being the death of him before Mr. Styles could.

"God, you just don't stop do you?"

"Nope!" Zayn winked, popping the "p".

Louis only rolled his eyes and turned away from him to begin walking down the corridor, cheeks flushing hard as he heard Zayn call after him.

"Suck his dick!"

He cackled as he also heard Zayn getting scolded by a teacher afterwards, shaking his head and finishing walking quietly to Mr. Styles classroom.

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"Mr. Styles?"

Louis softly knocked on his slightly opened door, peering inside to see the man quickly lift his head up from grading papers to make eye contact with him.