*Harry's POV*
"What are you doing here?" Louis asks.
"Looking for you." I lie.
"Really?" Why would I say that in the first place? I clearly knew he was in class, or was he?
"Y-Yeah. I was looking for you but I didn't see you in your class and I thought you'd be over here." Lies.
"Oh, yeah I went to the office to get a flyer from french class that I didn't receive yesterday. Why are you out?" He asks.
"I went to the restrooms." I lie again. The last thing I need is for Louis to ask me why I was eavesdropping on Dominic and tell him what I heard, "What does the flyer say?" I'm quick to try to change the subject. He looks down at the paper, holding it up for him to read off what it says.
"Oh I haven't read it. It says;
Dear French class,
I have great news today for all of you. As all of you may have already known, we didn't have enough money raised for the trip to France for two weeks. Things changed. Thanks to an anonymous donation of a great amount of money, we now have enough to spend not only one week in Paris but TWO! Keep in mind we are leaving on Monday night! We will all meet outside the school, have all your belongings packed and ready to go. For everyone that is going on this trip, no you don't have to attend any classes that day. Hope to see you all there!
Sincerely,
Mrs. Monet
French Teacher" He finally finishes reading the paper. Little does he know that I was the one who donated the money.
"Wow. Someone was actually kind enough to donate that much money and not get recognised for it. What an amazing person that is." He looks amazed by the "anonymous" action. Now I kinda wish I would tell him but it's better if I didn't.
"I'm sure it was some rich snobby person that was bribed into it or lost a bet and had to do that." I say, this way he'll have no suspicions.
"I'm sure that wasn't the case." Louis says stuffing the paper into his backpack.
"We should get going." I stop Louis from entering the gym where Dominic and his "crew" are in.
"Going where? Class?"
"No, what about the mall? Ditching this one last time wouldn't be so bad." Anything to get him away from those doors. Besides, it's better if we'd go to the crowded ass mall now when it's not so crowded than it would be later.
"Sure. Let me just go inform Dominic I'm not going to be able to make it later for the match." He takes a step close inside. Again I stop him, this time by putting me hand in front of him.
"I'll tell him, you wait in my car. Here." I slip the keys out of my pocket, placing them on the palm of his hand. I give him a small smile and watch him walk down the hall.
After I see him exit through the front doors I take one last look inside the gym, eavesdropping just a bit more.
"How is that supposed to work?" Dominic's voice clear as day is heard.
"You'll see. I'm telling you I wasn't that drink at that party! This whole plan is a dumb idea, I know what I saw. Believe me or not. You can go on with your plan but I'm out." The voice of the same guy from a few minutes ago is still there.
I can feel and hear his footsteps getting extremely close to where I'm at. My first instinct is to wait there and confront him about what he saw, the other part of me is wanting to let it go and leave. I choose to leave avoiding any problems.
"What took you so long?" Louis is seated inside the car ready to go, looking through his phone.
"He wasn't there. I tried looking for him but he was no where to be found." I say turning the car on.
"I'll text him, I guess." Of course he'd have his fucking number. I stay quiet while he plays with his fingers on the phone's screen.
The whole car ride to the mall was quiet. Louis knows how much I can't stand that little shit named Dominic. I know he's doing his best at making it seem like there's nothing to worry about but either way it still bothers me. The tension in the car is unhealthy. I'm hoping that this whole thing will eventually blow off.
We finally get to the mall, hurrying inside to crunch the time in our hands.
"Were do you wanna go first?" I ask looking around to find any place where we can possibly start buying the shit.
"There." He points to the store with the luggage displayed on the window.
"Wait don't you already have luggage bags from when you moved?" It'd make sense for him to have already have some considering he moved here a couple months ago.
"No, we moved everything in boxes. Even if I did have some you'd still have to buy some wouldn't you?"
"Right." I nod my head and walk over to the small shop.
Louis and I end up getting the black luggage. Then Louis and I got into an argument, a small one, about who was paying. I wasn't going to let him pay for everything, hell no.
"Next time I'll pay, deal?" Louis presses.
"No." I'm not letting him pay, it's the nice thing to do. Nice? I hadn't realized how much nicer I have become, only with Louis though.
He sighs in defeat, walking next to me.
"Where to now?" He looks around, still holding his bag of items in his hand.
"Grab something to eat? The food court a few stores down." If were were still at school we'd be having lunch by now, not that I ever do.
"Okay." He gives me a small smile and begins to leave the small store we're already in.
"Wait." He looks back, tilting his head.
"What?" I take his his hand in mine, there's absolutely no one in this hell hole from school. No need to hide this now. "Harry are you sure?"
"There's no one that's going to see us. Everyone's in school." I assure him. I want Louis to know what this feels like and I do too. I want him to feel this, this public affection. Show everyone that he's mine and say "I want what they have." Even if it's just a few people who see, whether they be old or small kids...I don't care.
I give him a small squeeze on his hand, making sure he knows that I want this. This is for the best of us. The blushing of his cheeks is back when he takes a moment to look down to cover it and the smile that goes along with it.
Once we're finally out of the shop, we take a look around at what store we're going to next after eating.
"Harry!" I hear Zayn's voice. I don't need this, not right now.
"I don't have time for your shit Zayn." I hiss and move aside, still holding Louis hand, pulling Louis with me.
"Fucking hear me out Harry." The desperation clear in his voice. He isn't acting like he would before.
"What the fuck do you want?" I turn back to face him. Louis elbows my ribs softly, telling me to listen. As of right now I have no other choice but to do so.
"I want to apologise."
"And I won't accept it so keep walking." I spit.
"I was drunk Harry. I didn't know half of the shit I was doing at that party. Lily was no reason to get mad at you." Now that I pay closer attention to Zayn, he's not the same. He's even wearing something he normally wouldn't. No leather jacket, no piercings, no biker boots. What the fuck?
"Why the hell are you here in the first place?" I try to change the subject to stop him from going on.
"I should be asking you that." He looks down at my hand that holds Louis'.
"That's none of your fucking business." I press. My focus moves behind Zayn when I see the man in the business suit walking towards us. My dad?
I let go of Louis' hand as soon as I lay eyes on him. This is the last thing I need him to know, at least now.
"Hey what's going on here?" His tone is harsh and his facial expression serious.
"Nothing." Zayn's quick to answer for both of us.
"Is that-" Louis begins to ask but I answer before he can finish the question.
"Yes." I whisper back to him.
"Aren't you going to introduce me son?" My father says.
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