"I can't believe we made it." Harry grinned as he stared into Louis's eyes, leaning against him.
"Me neither babe." Louis smiled, resting his forehead against Harry's. "I'm so proud of us. I'm so proud of you."
"I'm so glad we can finally escape this hell hole." Harry pulled away slightly, looking back at the school.
They had just got their results from their exams and both boys had passed with good grades, as had the rest of their group.
"Your mum would be so proud of you as well darlin'." Louis muttered, Harry hugged Louis tightly, burying his head in Louis's neck as he gave a watery smile.
Niall bounded up to them, waiting for them to pull apart before joining the hug, "we fucking made it! And we're all going to the same college so we don't have to split up. Where are Liam and Zayn?" He looked around, soon spotting them and dragging them over.
"Alright?" Zayn smiled, "well done."
"You too mate." Louis grinned, "and you Liam."
"Eleanor's glaring at you." Liam raised his eyebrows.
Louis turned to look at her, "let's go talk to her."
"Louis, is that really necessary?" Harry pouted.
"Mhm, come on babe." Louis grabbed Harry's hand, beckoning for the others to follow. "So, Eleanor, how are you?" He asked with a fake smile.
"What do you want?" She spat, scanning the group slowly.
"Just to say hello."
"Alright, well you can fuck off now." She waved them away.
"Rude. You were the one glaring at us in the first place. May I ask why?"
"Because you and Harry look fucking gay."
Louis groaned and threw his head back, "we are gay Eleanor. We're literally dating. And that's not even an insult."
"God, get it out of your little head that you're not fucking gay. You dated me!"
"Maybe, Eleanor, just maybe, you're the reason I'm gay. Put me off girls for life, you did."
"You're such a dick."
"No, try again."
"What?"
"I like dick. I'm not a dick." He told her, Harry covering his mouth as he let out a giggle, Louis nudging his shoulder gently with a smirk.
The other three watched in amusement as Eleanor's face screwed up.
"You're so fucking gross."
"Calm down love, no different from you."
"I'm not fucking gay."
"No but you love dick." Zayn laughed, "you'd literally beg Louis for it all the time."
"No I wouldn't." Her face grew red.
"You did, I remember." Harry added quietly.
"Shut the fuck up freak."
"Hey, don't talk to him like that." Niall frowned.
"Whatever."
"You're literally probably not going to see him again after this so there's no harm in being nice for a bit." Liam stated. "Somehow you've managed to make it through school being a bitch so give it a rest."
"Well at least I made it without trying to kill myself."
"Fuck off." Harry mumbled, "it's none of your business."
"Oh look, gay boy has a voice all of a sudden."
"I'm just fed up people being mean to me because I'm different to them. So what if I like boys? So do half the people in the school, I'm not any different. And so what if I don't talk? It's not my fucking fault, and if I do everyone makes a big deal out of it or makes fun of me. It's not fair." He rambled, gripping Louis's hand tightly, "it's not fucking fair."
"Go Harry!" Niall whooped with a grin, "preach!"
Louis smiled at him proudly, running a thumb over the back of Harry's hand.
Eleanor just rolled her eyes, storming off.
"Bye!" Louis called after her before turning to Harry, "I'm proud of you darlin'."
"Thank you Lou." Harry breathed in deeply, leaning back into him with a sigh. "I shouldn't have said that though."
"Yes you should've. I'm proud of you for standing up for yourself."
"Me too." Liam agreed, the others nodding.
//
"Harry, you ready love?" Louis stood outside his door.
"Yep." He opened the door, linking his hand with Louis's and swinging them gently.
"Ew, can you two keep your hands eachother for one second?" Lottie scrunched her nose up. "It's gross."
"Leave them alone Lotts, it's sweet." Jay scolded, "you'll be like that one day."
"She's like that already." Louis snorted, "she's like it with whatever his name is at the minute."
"Jack. And no we're not."
"You so are." Louis retorted, flicking her arm. "Anyway, we're going out to get drunk now so goodbye."
"Um, Louis Tomlinson. You are not."
"We are." He grinned cheekily, "aren't we Haz?" He nudged him as Harry giggled.
"Speak for yourself."
"Oi, don't stitch me up on this one."
"Sorry Lou." He fought back a smile.
"Let's go before we get ranted at." Louis pretended to whisper although he knew his mum could hear, "bye mother!"
"Bye Louis darling, bye Harry love." She laughed, "don't drink too much."
"Of course not."
//
"Niall, pass us the beer will ya?" Louis put his hand out for Niall to chuck it to him. "Haz, you want one?"
"Please." Harry nodded. "Wait, no Lou, come back." He pouted when Louis stood up to pick up the beer Niall had decided, for some reason, to roll instead.
"Blame Niall for that."
"Niall, Louis was comfy." He frowned.
"Sorry for stealing your husband."
Liam chuckled as Harry's face grew slightly red.
"Boyfriend." He corrected.
"Same thing." Zayn shrugged, "you're basically married."
"You'll definitely get married in the future." Liam added, "and if we're not invited to the wedding I'm not speaking to you ever again."
"You'll be invited don't worry." Louis laughed, sitting back on the log and putting an arm around Harry's shoulder as Harry leaned into him. "You cold babe?" Louis frowned as Harry began to shiver slightly, snuggling into him further.
"Bit." Harry mumbled.
Louis moved away from Harry, quickly shrugging off his jacket before wrapping it around Harry's shoulders and hugging him again, pressing a small kiss to the top of his head.
Harry closed his eyes with a content smile, allowing Louis to play with his curls.
"Whipped." Niall coughed with a smirk, Louis flipping him off, but not before sending a fond look down to Harry.
"Shut up Nialler." Harry murmured sleepily.
"Do you want to go to sleep love? You're tired. I'll wake you up later." He whispered, Harry nodding.
After 10 minutes or so Harry had fallen asleep, a small pout on his face.
"He looks cute when he sleeps." Liam noted.
"Not creepy at all. But back off." Louis shot him a glare.
"Don't worry mate, he's all yours. We know how much you love him." Zayn chuckled causing Louis to look down to Harry again.
"I do love him. I love him so much."
Sooo, that was a bad ending I'm sorry I don't know what else to write. If you lot want I can write another one? Anyhow, please don't skip the next part.
Thank you so much for reading this story and supporting me x