Louis heard Harry cough and saw Zayn walking towards Harry. He turned towards the boy next to him, looking at the sky. He tapped him on the shoulder, "Liam, are you alright?" "Yeah Tommo, just have a lot of homework." He replied. Like Louis believed him. It was definitely something to do with Zayn.
He nodded, he didn't wanna ruin their plan by pressing Liam on what was bothering him.
He told Liam, "Shall we go home? You have a lot of homework after- Hey Harry!" Louis started his plan. "Hi Louis! Didn't see you there..." Harry joined, walking towards them with Zayn behind. "Oh, I was just going home then I saw you... And who is this with you?" "Louis, this is Zayn and Zayn, this is Louis, I just became his friend today." "Hey mate." Zayn said. "Heya dude, this is Liam, my friend. Nice to meet you."
"Hi Liam." Zayn said rather softly. "Hi Zayn." Liam acknowledged. They kept looking at each other till Louis cleared his throat rather aggressively. "So, since we're friends, we should talk often while in Uni and outside too, yeah?" "Yes, we should, what do you say Zayn?" Harry asked.
"No problem at all!" Zayn agreed. "Great, then. I already have Harry's number and I will share it with Liam. Zayn, could you share your number with me and Liam?" "Yeah sure." Zayn replied.
"Uhm, Lou? Could you maybe come inside the Uni with me? I have a little work at the locker room, so I was wondering if you could help me?" Harry played along. "Oh, sure Hazza. Zayn, could you please give Liam your number? I'll take it from him. Sorry buddy." Louis asked Zayn, innocently obviously. "Sure thing Louis, I can do that." "Great! Come on Harry, let's go help you." Harry nodded rather vigorously. Both of them hurried towards the Uni, after one glance at Liam and Zayn standing alone, looking at each other.
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"That was a brilliant idea Harry, it's good they get some time alone." "Thank you. Now, I don't really have any work in the locker room. What do we do? The Uni stays open for another 30 minutes." Harry asked. "Oh, I don't know actually. How about we play 20 questions? Since we're free and also don't know each other?" Louis suggested.
"Oh sure! I'll go first. What's your full name?" Harry asked. They both sat down on a bench in one of the cafeteria's benches.
"Louis William Tomlinson, and you?"
"Harry Edward Styles."
Louis laughed, "Such royal names we have. Like, King Harry the fourth and King Louis the nineteenth."
Harry laughed too. "Next, how old are you?"
"Nineteen, you?"
"Seventeen."
"Oh, nice. I have a two-year junior friend, new experience. Hmm." Louis hummed.
"And I have a two-year older friend, no new thing and not complaining." Harry said.
Louis said, "I'll ask now. Family?"
Harry now genuinely started coughing. He didn't expect that question. He wondered if he would start crying, but he pulled himself together. "I have an older sister Gemma, my mum and, uhm......my dad. But he's a bit distant, that's all."
Louis saw how uncomfortable Harry was. He immediately said, "Harry are you alright? I'm sorry I asked you that question. I didn't know it would have a bad effect, I'm sorry." "No, it's fine Louis, you didn't know. He just doesn't like me anymore and so, I was just, you know, thrown out from my house."
Louis didn't expect that even a teensy bit. Looking at Harry, you wouldn't say he was depressed or going through any sort of trouble in his life. He felt anger growing in his veins, "Why Harry? That's fucking horrible. How dare he?!"
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Not My Cup of Tea // L.S.
Fanfiction"Louis. I love Louis." Harry whispered. His eyes were shut, head bowed down. He was sweating like hell. "Harry that's awesome!" Zayn nearly shouted while Liam hushed Zayn. Harry smiled at Zayn, finally opening his eyes and looking at him. Zayn hugge...