Larry Stylinson Oneshots

He's An Angel 💙

Summary: soulmate au; the name of your soulmate is on your skin

Okay, listen. This is a teacher x student and I know not a lot of people like those, but Louis is 18 and Harry is 24 so it's legal, I promise! And this one actually has a plot lmao.

Also I know I haven't updated since September and I'm not gonna promise more updates because I probably can't keep that promise but I'll try <3

TW: Abusive family

Words: 2,485

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Louis' POV

I yelped embarrassingly loudly as I ran into some kid, quickly apologizing and taking off down the hall. Mrs. Kelly wasn't gonna be happy.

I had a habit of running late, but it wasn't my fault. Okay, maybe it was, but I need at least eight hours of sleep to function, and with all the work we get in Mrs. Kelly's class, there wasn't any way I was getting more than five. Also, add in my great foster parents who didn't give a damn about me and assured me I knew it.

I came to a stop in front of her door to see it open, no teacher insight, and everyone talking among themselves as if it was no big deal. Mrs. Kelly never called in sick or late. Looking for my friends, Zayn and Niall, I saw them sitting at the back in our old seats before Mrs. Kelly moved us for talking. I weaved through the crowd to get back to them and sat down. 

"What's up?" I asked, dropping my bag at my feet.

"Mrs. Kelly left," Niall said, shrugging his shoulders. "No one knows why but rumor has it she divorced her husband and moved to Hawaii."

Those rumors really are something. 

Zayn twirled his pencil in his hand. "Hopefully our replacement realizes no sane person assigns an essay to be due after school."

I nodded, turning in my seat when the assistant principal walked in. Everyone got quiet, which was surprising for a class full of seniors on the second week of school, but Mr. Rich was very intimidating despite never losing the babyface. Maybe it's the tats. Or the pierced eyebrow.

He cleared his throat, threading his fingers together. "Unfortunately, Mrs. Kelly has resigned. As her resignation is so last minute, you will have a substitute till we are able to fill her post permanently. I hope you treat her with respect and if you don't, I assure you my office doors will be wide open. Questions?"

The room was dead silent. I glanced at Zayn who was too busy smiling at his soulmate, Gigi, across the room, so I looked at Niall instead who's soulmate wasn't in this class, and he truly looked like he shit his pants.

"Good," Mr. Rich continued. He left the room without another word and I went to turn to Zayn but smacking lips and the clunk of heals made everyone groan internally.

A short woman with short, curly blonde hair and the most atrocious green lipstick walked in with a stack of books in her arms. She put them on the desk and turned to smile at us with the biggest smile.

Shit, I don't think I've smiled since I was seven.

"Good morning scholars! Don't you just look like a wonderful bunch!" She said and I immediately cringed at her high-pitched voice. Zayn faked puking making me snort quietly.

"My name is Ms. Patt and I hope we can be friends. Now, for some classroom rules, there will be no bathroom unless you answer my history question correct, no late pass for homework..."

Ms. Patt carried on forever with very strict rules for only a substitute. Don't get me wrong, I respect women with every part of my being aside from my dear foster mother but this woman was truly frustrating.