Larry Stylinson

Larry AU: chapter 1

So this is a short multi chapter fic where Harry is a stressed out high school student and Louis is the new kid. They soon become friends (not boyfriends) and Louis helps Harry stop stressing so his headaches will go away.

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Harrys p.o.v.

English vocab test
English research due
English paper due
Algebra worksheet
Algebra book assignment
History project
Chemistry research

I was currently sitting by myself in study hall looking over my to do list. God it's too hot in here I can't focus.

"We don't wanna stress you out or anything," I mocked all of my teachers who were piling on the work.

Well fuck that. I am very stressed out right now. And my head hurts really bad again. Great, how am I supposed to do my homework with a pounding headache?

"Can I sit here?" A high pitch voice broke me out of my thoughts.

"What? Oh yeah sure," I said, shaking my head at myself. My headache was making my brain fuzzy. I pressed my fingers to my temples and closed my eyes.

"You okay?" The boy asked.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at him. He was a good looking kid. Blue eyes, curly brown hair, wearing suspenders.

"Uh yeah, just a headache," I said, shrugging.

"I have advil If you want some," he offered.

"Really?" I asked, honestly not believing this kids niceness. At the huge London high school I go to, you talk to a small group of friends and that's it. Everyone else is mean, so you fend for yourself.

"Yeah of course," he frowned at me, confused as to why I would doubt him.

I nodded hurriedly, my head pounding behind my eyes. He reached into his bag and pulled out the bottle. He dumped out two capsules and pressed them into my hand.

I pulled my water bottle out of my own bag and swallowed the pills down. Almost immediately I felt a little better.

"Thanks," i said gratefully.

"Yeah no problem. Uh, why did you seem so surprised that Id help you?" He asked cautiously.

"Are you new here?" I asked.

"Yeah," he answered slowly.

"This is a 7a school of douches. Most people are mean to everyone who isn't their friend. You don't get random acts of kindness here," I explained.

"Oh," he said, looking concerned.

"Hey, don't worry about, I'll be your friend," I said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Thanks," he said brightly.

"Don't mention it. You can meet my friends after school," I told him.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Harry," I said.

"Louis," he answered my unasked question.

"We'll show you the ropes," I promised, turning back to my english paper.

He didn't answer, instead pulled out an algebra textbook. Poor kid, algebra homework on his first day in this asshole of a school.

I winced as another pain shot through my head. i let my head fall down onto the desk, just sitting there.

"Harry? You alright?" Louis asked, placing a hand on my back.

"I'll be alright," I answered, sitting up.

"Okay," he shrugged, seeming unconvinced. I like this kid already.

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Well there's the first chapter.