Louis' POV:
Eventful day yesterday. I got three hours of sleep and now I'm tired and trying to stay awake in Harry's class. We are learning about The states of America, where they are, the monuments etc etc.
"Louis," I hear Harry say my name and my head shoots up to look at him, "what is the distance between South Carolina and Nevada in kilometres? If you were listening you should know. What's the answer?" Crap I wasn't listening but lucky for me I've been studying this subject in secret ever since I heard him talk about it at home.
"Three thousand one hundred and ninety three kilometres sir." I said confidently.
"Detention." Harry turned around to write something on the whiteboard.
"What!? I answered your question did I not?" I asked a bit pissed off.
"Don't act smart with me Louis, I've seen your browsing history and I know you weren't listening." He said like that's a normal thing to do.
"You've looked at my browsing history!?" I half yelled standing up from my chair.
"Yes I have and some of the stuff you're looking at really isn't very age appropriate." He is so annoying. I swear to god.
"Excuse me? Age appropriate? I'm not the one that started having sex at age fourteen Harry." Okay, that's a lie.
"You know that is just a rumour that Marcel started Louis." I'm not very good at arguments.
"Ok fine maybe it was sixteen but I know you started masturbating at fourteen." Also a lie.
"Outside. Now. Unless you want me to call Edward?" Harry pointed at the door.
"No, no Edward." I said shaking my head and walking out the door and into the hall. I can't believe we just had a full on sibling argument, in school, I've fucked up so bad.
"Yes, you did." I heard Harry say to my left.
"What?"
"You just said you fucked up so bad and I said you did."
"Oh. Look Harry I'm sorry I didn't mean to not listen I was just stressed last night and only got three hours of sleep. I was just trying to stay awake please don't tell Edward or Marcel." I begged him.
"Ok but come back at lunch. You need to get some sort of punishment, oh and I want you to tell the class that everything you just said was a lie. I don't need more rumours coming out." He knows nothing about rumours.
"Yes, sorry," I walk back into class and stand at the front, "I just wanted to say that everything I just said was a lie so no telling your friends or I will hurt you. You know what I'm capable of." Then I strut back to my desk and Harry continued the lesson.
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Music. One of the only things I'm good at. Only Mr Payne, Liam, and my class know of my talent. I made them swear not to tell anyone because I don't want to be known for my musical talent. I want to be known for other things. I don't know what but I do.
"Mr Styles?" Shit, I'm zoning out again.
"Yeah sir?" I wanna sleep.
"Nothing just checking you were there." Liam smiled at me.
"Sorry." I apologised. Liam shook his head to say that I didn't need to apologise.
"That's ok. I can see how tired you are. It's in your eyes." In my eyes?
"Oh."
"You need waking up? I can bang this drum if you want." He pointed to the drum in the corner of the room which caused the class to laugh.
"No I'm fine thanks." I laughed too.
"Great. Ok so as I was saying we are looking at reggae for a couple of lessons. Now I would like us to learn Three little birds by Bob Marley. I've already explained the music to you so to help get the beat right you can turn on the metronome and set it to 70. Ok, off you go. Headphones on. Louis, come here please."
I know what he wants so I get the folder out of my bag that has a sheet of music in and head up towards the front of the class.
"You learnt the song I gave you?" Liam asked.
"Mhm. You want me to play it?" I placed the notes on the piano in front of me.
"Yep. With words."
I sit down at the piano and started playing Someone like you by Adele.
I finished the song smiling mentally, proud of myself for not messing up.
"Louis? You okay? You're crying?" Liam asked. Wait I'm crying?
"Oh yeah I'm fine. I'm gonna go now." I get up to go learn Three little birds and see Harry, Marcel, and Edward standing by the door with shocked faces. I turn to Liam and look at him, betrayed because he promised he'd never tell.
"Lou-" He tried but I didn't let him.
"Liam you promised!" I say running out of the classroom and into the toilets that only me and Niall know about.
Edward's P.O.V:
"I'm such an idiot. Should have asked him first. Why, why did I do that?" Liam went on.
"Li look at me, you are not an idiot Louis is just overreacting. He'll get over it okay?" I reassured.
"Yeah, yeah I know." He looked like he was going to say something else but changed his mind last minute.
"Great. Me and Marcel have to go now so you should probably get back to your lesson." I hate to just leave like this but I have work and it's important that I'm there today. Business deals and stuff, you know?
Harry's P.O.V:
DING
"Ok, you guys can go to lunch now and have the homework on my desk by Friday." I tell my class watching them walk out and Louis walk in.
"Sit in the corner and copy everything you missed from todays lesson. It shouldn't take you very long. Here's the powerpoint printed out." I said.
"What Harry that's like ten pages." Louis complained.
"Should have listened." I said sitting at my desk and prepping for my next lesson.
Louis' P.O.V:
It took about forty minutes but I got it done. Now my hand hurts like hell though. I left and went to the canteen with fifteen minutes left of lunch. I walked over to the table shaking my hand with a pained look on my face.
"You okay Lou?" Niall asked worriedly.
"Harry made me write out the whole powerpoint from the lesson." I whispered into his ear as I sat down causing him to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Ashton ,asked.
"Nothing. Aren't you hungry Louis?" I look at Ashton and he gives me a look that says, don't say yes. I ignore him.
"Yeah, I'm gonna go get a salad or something." I decided to grab a caesar salad because Ashton wouldn't be happy if I got something full of carbs.
Ceasar salad, yum, nope disgusting, I wouldn't be eating this vile rabbit food if it weren't for my diet type thing. At least it's got croutons, but no I can't have them, too many carbs. Just the rabbit food for me thanks.
I sat down again, this time more carefully, and started to eat. I was about three mouthfuls in when I couldn't stand the taste anymore. Plain lettuce and stuff is so boring and disgusting. Yes, there was a dressing but those things are usually too vinegary for me.
I got up to put the rest in the bin when I saw Harry looking at me with worry in his eyes. Did he see me the whole of lunch or did he just come in? Does he know about my eating? He can't, I've not made it obvious.
"I'll see you in maths yeah?" I said once I got back to the table and went to the art department to finish my painting. It's of a street in New York and I have to do it for my GCSE.
Marcel's POV:
"Hey Harry what's up?" Harry called me about an hour after Edward and I left.
"It's Louis, I, I think he has some sort of eating disorder." He said to me.
"What? Why do you think that?" I asked now sitting up properly in the break room.
"He loves food right, well recently I've noticed he's not been eating much at all. I've watched him at school and before he eats something he looks at Ashton and only eats a few bites. I mean today, he got a salad, a fucking salad and only ate like three mouthfuls." Harry voiced his concerns to me.
"That does sound like an eating disorder of some sort but it also sounds like his excuse of a boyfriend is controlling him. I don't know much about eating disorders but I guess we can get him to eat everything on his plate tonight. If he doesn't then I guess we'll go from there." I explained. I know it's wrong but my mind is frozen from all that new information.
"Yeah alright we'll try that. I have to go now some kid just started a fight."
"Okay bye."
"Swear I'm gonna make you proud." - Louis Tomlinson