The Light // L.S

Don't let me go.

I srsly don't know what to think of this
Or life in general

What

Louis' P.O.V

"Have you studied enough for the exam now? Without me distracting you?" I sassed Harry as we were walking towards the school. It was a good weather for once. The sun was shining and it had even snown a little last night. It was only two weeks until Christmas and the holidays.

We were off to London next Friday, it was the every-year school trip. I was quite excited because I knew that Harrys class was coming aswell.

"Yeah, I have." Harry smirked, taking my hand. "Gemma was helping me, it's been a while since I spent time with her." Harry looked really happy about Gemma being around again. They were pretty close. I kind of hoped I would be close with Lottie, too. But she always was with her friends and all and we had drifted apart since I was fourteen.

"That sounds great. C'mon were almost running late!" I took Harrys hand and we ran into the school, stopping by Harrys classroom. Students were hurrying to their classrooms and everyone looked busy. I took both of Harrys hands and stared into his green eyes with a serious look.

"Now, remember to read every question precisely and don't leave anything out and take your time with answering-"

"Louis. I am sixteen and I've passed tons of exams before so I'll be fine. I'll do my best, okay?" Harry reminded me and grinned.

"Okay. I just want-" Harry shut me up by pressing his smooth lips to mine. He kissed me gently and I bit his bottom lip. He tasted like the strawberry HubbaBubba I found from my moms car earlier. We ate them all on the way to school.

"Oi! Harry! Hurry up the exam is starting! You'll find time for snogging Louis later haha!" I heard an irish accent yelling from the class behind me.

We pulled away, "Gotta go, see ya later." Harry kissed my cheek and ran into the class just before their teacher shut the door. All of a sudden I was standing all alone in a hallway. Shit. My lesson had probably started.

I was always late from mrs. Gilberts lessons. I wasn't one of her favourite students and, to be honest, I didn't like her either. She was old and got angry very easily. And she always wore this terrible shirt that looked like pajamas.

I knocked the door. Mrs. Gilbert opened it immediately, she looked pissed off already. "Sorry I'm late." I mumbled as I quickly walked to my seat, next to Zayn.

"Why so late?" Zayn asked absently. He was scetching a snake that had yellow eyes and complicated patterns all over it's body.

"Got caught up. Cool snake, man." I praised quietly. Mrs. Gilbert looked like she could blow up any second. I don't remember ever seeing her smile.

"Thanks, bro. Caught up with Harry, huh?" Zayn smirked, finally looking up at me. "Yeah" I replied, "What page is it?" I asked crabbing the math book from my bag.

"Tomlinson, be quiet or leave the class. I'm not telling you again." mrs. Gilbert snapped at me.

~

I was sitting in my - well, moms - car, waiting for Harry. We were going to go for a lunch after school. My final lesson had finished about twenty minutes ago and I got into the car because couldn't stand that building called school any longer. 'Cold coffee' by Ed Sheeran was playing and I hummed along, tapping the steering wheel with my pointing finger.

The weather was still absolutely beautiful and I was in a great mood. My life had become 100% better since I met the curly haired boy. I have started eating normally - since I broke up with Eleanor I didn't have the feeling I wasn't good enough. Harry made me feel good about myself. I did enjoy life again. Harry was the best thing that ever happened to me and I would never ever want to let him go. He made me happy.