The One With The Nerd || Larry Stylinson

Chapter 13: Live While we're Young

I realise that the pic is from the Kiss You mv but I just thought it was funny haha.

They just show so much expression while they're singing, you know?

*tries not to laugh*

and Louis' not even singing, but the way he looks at whatever the hell it is he's looking at, it just, it makes me feel something inside. You know? I just feel very emotionally connected to how they express themselves in this photo.

Ok enough late night rambling haha

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"Oh my god, have you heard Harry Styles' new single? I swear it's gonna be the death of me."

"Yes! I agree with you sis."

It was a Thursday afternoon, and I had a free period because the teacher hadn't bothered to show. So I'd gone up to the school library and sat myself down at one of the tables next to another one with a bunch of girls and guys, who apparently couldn't whisper. But I was intrigued with what some of them came out with, and I couldn't bring myself to move away.

"Babe, that guy's the biggest fag, you need to move on, seriously."

Ouch. Hate to be that guy.

Oh wait-

What makes him say that? I'm good at acting straight, aren't I?

"Oh fuck off!" One of the other girls at the table chimed in, "he fucks chicks around the clock."

I stood abruptly at that, almost storming over there to scream at her for being so blatantly stupid and wrong and just rude, but thankfully, self control kicked in just in time. However, at my sudden rush and the sound of the chair scraping the floor, the group had turned their attention to me.

"Mind quieting up, queer? It's a library." The black haired, beaded eyed guy quipped.

"Yeah queer, thought you were supposed to be a nerd. You should know this." A blonde haired female backed the guy up.

I folded my arms, glaring at the both of them. "You do realise that 'queer' is no more an insult than calling me 'straight'?"

Seriously, I've just about had enough of this.

I'm over tired, they better bloody watch themselves. Homework sucks, that's all that needs to be said.

"Are you saying you have something against straight people? What a sexist son of a bitch." The guy stands up walking towards me.

Um, sexist? Is he stupid or what?

"Homophobic." The other guy at the table tried to correct him.

"Homophobia is discriminating against gays, not straights. And that's not what I meant either, I was just saying that they should be seen as equal." I tried to reason with them, but even I could tell, it was a lost battle.

"What's happening over here?"

Oh shit. It's him. It's Louis.

I quickly snapped my head to the side, and to no surprise, there he was. Cute button nose, messy fringe and all it's glory. However, he was alone. No gang by his side. He didn't look as intimidating as he normally did with Aiden and company, he looked more curious than taunting.

What do I do? Do I say hi?

No Harry, he doesn't know it's you, that'd be weird.