taper jean boy//l.s

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"have you seen him wear that cap before?"

"yes." said the blonde haired boy as they all sat around the table. harry sighed and looked up towards him.

"i think it's really neat." harry said through a smile.

niall and zayn looked at eachother.

"sorry h, but we all know what you think of louis." zayn said as harry continued glaring at niall.

it was lunch time in the cafeteria. it stunk of body odor and sandwich meat. there was too many people crowding around in and outside of the line but all harry could see was him.

the boy slumped down on the table bench. he had always been worried about the way his jeans fell over his sneakers or how his hair had looked over his eyebrows but now all he was worried about was how he thought of him.

the older boy was wearing his usual outfit that consisted of adidas sneakers, a necklace with one of his guitar picks hanging off of it, an old band t-shirt, and baggy corduroy jeans. he had a new cap on today and harry had grown to love it.

he is a senior who is graduating this may. while harry is still an underclassmen. a sophomore.

liam looked towards harry."there's nothing wrong with it. he's just a prick, and you know it."

"ok ok,i get it. alright?" harry sighed as he took another swig of water.

the older boys all exchanged their looks and signals; trying to get each other to leave him alone. they can't help themselves. they are just looking out for him.

the bell rung and the noise alone caused harry's ears to ache. all of the kids scattered trying to get to their next class. harry had english next. one of his favorite classes besides art and psychology.

zayn nodded his head and stood up from the table as everyone said their goodbyes. this was one of their last classes of the day. they'll see each other after school.

zayn and niall are the only ones with a liscense. they've had it for more than 6 months, but it's very convenient for all of them.

harry practically skipped to his next class. he loved to write. no matter what it was. he had always been so excited to learn more and more about something he enjoyed so much.

the boy got to class early with 2 minutes to spare.

he walked around the lined desks and sat in his assigned seat. the right corner in the back of the room. his favorite spot. he didn't get too much attention. and he wasn't complaining.

kids from his class started pouring in as the tardy bell rang.

harry laid his head down on his desk, resting on top of his folded arms as he started to drift in his thoughts.

louis tomlinson was a boy harry only described in his own perfect, little ways.

harry has always thought of him so fondly, but never wrapped his head around the idea of falling for him until freshman year.