Words – IX
Harry really wasn’t looking forward to today. In fact, he considered calling in sick because he didn’t want to be near Kelsey for longer than a minute. But he knew he’d only feel guilty if he broke a promise. So he got out of bed reluctantly and got dressed, not bothering to choose something nice because it was only Kelsey.
But you’ll get to see Louis as well today, a little voice whispered.
“Harry, hurry up! It’s already late!” Gemma called from downstairs.
“I’m sick”, Harry complained.
“No, you’re not, you just don’t want to go to school. That’s something completely different”, she yelled. “Now get down before I will come and get you myself. By your hair.”
Harry sighed deeply and grabbed his bag before trotting down the stairs. “I’m done, no need to get your knickers in a twist.”
Gemma glared at him. “I was about to offer to drive you to school but now you can just walk.”
“Gem, did you forget I have my driver’s license?”
“Damn”, she muttered, “thought I was annoying you.”
“You’re always annoying me, sis.”
“Good, life goal accomplished. Now go to school. I made you toast to eat in the car, you can thank me later.”
“Thanks Gem, you’re a doll”, Harry called, grabbing the toast from his sister’s hands and running out the door with his bag on his shoulder. Hopefully he’d make it to school in time, because Mr Johnson would not be amused if he was late. And he had to talk to Louis before class started.
Stuffing his face with the delicious toast Gemma made, he drove to school in a hurry, impatiently tapping his fingers on the wheel whenever he had to wait for a red light. His phone buzzed and he groaned in frustration.
From: Lou –
Hazza, where are you? Class is about to start xxxxxxx
Harry knew he couldn’t reply when he was driving so he just hoped the lads would cover for him. But if he got detention, it wouldn’t be the first time. Johnson wasn’t particularly fond of him and vice versa. He parked his car and sprinted up the stairs to Johnson’s classroom.
“Mr Styles, how nice of you to join us”, Mr Johnson said with a threatening smile. “And why exactly do you feel like you are allowed to come into class late?”
“I fell back asleep after my alarm rang”, Harry said calmly. He was not going to get pissed today. Louis waved at him hesitantly and he gave his boyfriend a small smile, afraid Mr Johnson would take this out on Louis.
“Well Mr Styles, that’s detention for you this afternoon.”
“He can’t, Mr Johnson”, Kelsey piped up.
“And why is that, Ms Grey?”
“He’s tutoring me in geography this afternoon after school.”
Harry was debating if throwing himself out the window would help. It was either tutoring Kelsey in geography or listen to Johnson droning on about how Louis had no future.
“Is that true, Mr Styles?”
He’d choose tutoring anytime.
“Yes, Mr Johnson”, Harry said, mentally making a note to at least try his best when explaining geography to Kelsey.
“Very well. It seems like today’s your lucky day. Take a seat and don’t interrupt my lesson again”, Mr Johnson said, an annoyed look on his face. Harry knew he wasn’t amused because he’d gotten out of detention. Harry quickly sat down next to Louis and squeezed his hand softly.
The lesson passed quickly and Kelsey kept giving Harry glances as though she wanted him to thank her for getting out of detention. There was no way in hell Harry was going to thank her but at least he’d try his best when explaining geography. It’s the best he could do.
-
After school, Harry realized he could no longer avoid Kelsey and he sighed as he walked to Ms Lynch’s classroom.
“Hello Harry, why are you here after school?”
“I need to tutor Kelsey but I can’t find her so I figured she’d come here when she couldn’t find me”, Harry sighed.
Ms Lynch gave him a sympathetic look. “Maybe you’re too nice to people.”
“Probably. Oh shit, there she comes”, Harry muttered. He plastered on a fake smile when Kelsey entered the classroom with a beaming grin on her face. He was almost blinded by her abnormally white teeth (no doubt bleached) and she squeezed his arm flirtatiously.
“We’re ready to go, babe”, she said cheerfully.
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah, you’re tutoring me at my place”, she smiled, grabbing his arm and dragging him out of the classroom.
Good luck, Ms Lynch mouthed with a wink and Harry gave her a desperate look. Help, he mouthed back but she just laughed and waved.
-
Turns out Kelsey lives in a giant mansion and drives a Porsche. Great. She really is spoiled and clearly used to getting whatever the hell she wants. Which, at the moment, is Harry. Harry knew she wouldn’t back down anytime soon and he had just accepted it for now.
“So, you want something to drink?” she asked, dropping her car keys on one of the many small cabinets.
“No thanks, I think we should just start with geography.” The sooner they started, the sooner he was out of here.
Kelsey smiled. “Of course.” She showed him the kitchen (which was as big as Harry’s living room, bathroom and kitchen together) and they sat down.
Harry coughed awkwardly and got his geography books out. “Shall we start then?” When he looked up, he was greeted by the sight of Kelsey clearly pulling her shirt down so he could see her cleavage. Did she not understand he wasn’t into girls and obviously not impressed?
Apparently not.
“Oh Harry, you’re so gullible”, she purred, sitting down on the chair next to him and scooting closer. “I don’t need to be tutored, I just wanted some alone time with you.”
“I have a boyfriend”, Harry stuttered.
“I don’t care. If you just give me a chance, I can show you that I’m much better than him.”
One word: gross.
“Look Kelsey, if I’m not here to tutor you, I’m just gonna go”, he stuttered, clumsily stuffing his books in his bag and trying to get up and out of his chair.
But Kelsey pushed him back down. “Oh no, baby, I know you like me. I saw you ogle me in class a few days ago and I saved you from detention with Johnson”, she purred. And then everything happened really fast. In an instant, her lips were on his and she had situated herself in his lap. Frozen in shock, it took Harry a few seconds to push her away, but once he did she almost fell to the floor.
“Don’t ever come near me again”, he spat, wiping his mouth and slinging his bag over his shoulder with so much force he almost hit a vase. Harry stormed out the door and got into his car. He was almost steaming with anger. How could she do that? Especially when she knew he had a boyfriend?
-
That night, he had trouble sleeping. The guilt was eating at him and he knew he had to tell Louis. Tomorrow. Because he couldn’t lie to the beautiful boy. Louis deserved so much more than a relationship filled with lies.
Finally, after hours of tossing and turning, he fell into a sleep filled with nightmares of Louis running out on him and crying.
-
The next day at school was hell. Everyone was staring at him and whispering things when he walked by. Harry hated it, hated every single one of them, but mostly Kelsey for starting this.
“Hey Harry”, Kelsey purred and he had to restrain from smacking the smile of her face. He ignored her and continued to his first class of the day; geography. How ironic.
“How did it go?” Ms Lynch asked.
Harry grumbled something that probably wasn’t even English but Ms Lynch understood and gave him a sympathetic smile. “She made a move on you, I take it?”
“More than just a move.” He sank down in his seat and tried to ignore the looks that were sent his way, most of them from Kelsey’s friends, which (unfortunately) she had a lot of.
“Haz, what’s wrong? Why is everyone looking at us?” Louis asked.
Harry’s heart broke when he saw Louis’ face. He knew he’d have to tell him. But not now. After class. “They’re staring at me, sweetheart. Just ignore them. I’ll explain after class.”
Louis nodded. “How did the tutoring go?” Harry merely cringed at his boyfriend’s question.
Class went by horrifically slow and Harry feared the moment he’d have to tell Louis or face Kelsey. And then, finally, the bell rang. Everyone got up and Harry did too.
“Harry, can I talk to you?” It was Kelsey, batting her eyelashes at him.
He sighed deeply. “Sure…. Go on without me, Kelsey has something to ask about geography.” Louis gave him a suspicious look before smiling and leaving with Niall with one last glance back.
“I know you liked it”, she said, “and don’t deny it. All my friends can tell you like me.” And yet again she kissed him. It wasn’t the sound of the door slamming that startled him. It was the pained cry that sounded and he looked up after pushing Kelsey away.
Louis.
It was Louis who had made the sound and it was the worst thing Harry had ever heard in his life. He knew Louis had seen everything and he also knew he had hurt, if not broken, the beautiful boy he never deserved.
Louis raised his hands and for a moment, Harry feared he was going to hit him, but instead he signed “We’re done.”
And before Harry had the time to explain or stop him, he ran out, tears streaming down his face and not seeing where he was going.
Louis knew he’d been right all along. Harry didn’t love him, didn’t even care about him and had given up on him. He couldn’t blame him. He’d choose Kelsey over himself anytime.
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