Blue-Eyed Baby

Chapter Two - Him

----- HARRY'S POV -----

At first, I sat and listened to at least 5 minutes of Mr. Thompson's awful drawl about Shakespeare – how an earth I thought I was ever going to be able to last a full year of this I will never know, at least first year was somewhat interesting – before I got overly bored and turned towards the new kid, or Louis as he introduced himself as. I began trying to get his attention whispering his name several times. Nothing seemed to knock his gorgeous blue eyes from gazing towards the board up ahead. What was this kid's problem? Why wasn't he listening to me? I tried a couple more times before giving up. With that Liam dropped his notebook to the floor causing everyone to turn and stare.

He slowly apologised, "Sorry, accident."

When everyone was turned back to the front, he began speaking to me.

"H, leave him be. He's not worth the effort, he clearly doesn't want to talk," he whispered, flicking back to his notebook page to begin taking notes again.

"Yeah, but that's not the point I wanna talk to him," I replied.

"Oi," I whipped my head around to hear Louis speaking calmly, "Would you both just shut the fuck up and let me listen. If you wanna talk to me so badly, speak to me after."

With that Mr. Thompson caught on to us talking. Sending us a glare he spoke out.

"Styles, Payne, Tomlinson. Detention!" He shot us a lasting stare before continuing back with the lesson.

"Right, okay. Now you've got all of us in detention, good going Styles," who does he think he is? If he'd have just replied to me in the first place Liam wouldn't have had to drop his book to get my attention back on him. In which case Sir wouldn't have had any suspicions. If it's anyone's fault here, it's very clearly his own.

<3

We finally got to the end of the lesson and I could see Louis in my peripheral vison, I hurriedly packed away my belongings and followed him out of the classroom. I caught up with him just down the corridor and caught a hold of his hand spinning him round.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he said staring straight into my eyes.

"You said we could talk and then just left. What's that all about?" I replied shakily, I've never had to do this before. I don't know how to act, chasing people to talk to them is not my thing but there's just something about louis that draws me in and makes me want to know him.

"Yeah, well I've got friends to meet so make it quick," he snapped back.

"Who? I swear Li said you were new?"

"Well yeah, I am but I know people, I'm guessing you're not from Manchester and you moved here?"

"Uhm, yeah, Holmes Chapel. But what's that got to do with this?" Clearly the confused look on my face explained that I wanted him to go on.

"Stan Lucas, my best friend he moved from Doncaster start of first year. Happy now? I'm not a total loner," he replied.

"Oh, let me guess you know James too?" I questioned, fiddling with my bag strap. I was nervous talking to him, I've never felt the need to talk to someone before.

"Yeah, he's a friend of Stan's. We've spoke on the phone a bit. But now I really must go, I'll see you around, Styles."

"Harry, my names Harry," I mumbled. 

"Yeah, I know. I really must dash; they'll be looking for me. Bye!"

"Yeah bye." I shyly replied.

After I said bye, he turned and walked down the corridor. I felt a tap on my shoulder and slowly turned not wanting to take my eyes off of the curvy body I now couldn't help but stare at.

"H," Liam snapped.

"What?" I calmly replied.

"We've got to go meet Ni and Z they're waiting for us so we can all go get food together."

"Oh right, yeah sorry."

With that me and Liam headed off towards the cafeteria, dodging the numerous students trying to talk to us at the same time. Don't get me wrong I loved the attention but right now all I could think about was Louis and his gorgeous caramel hair, ocean blue eyes and that sinfully curvy body of his.

We finally met up with Niall and Zayn heading towards the food station. Once we collected our food, we headed towards the normal table we usually sit at. Zayn and Liam immediately started talking about girls – Zayn's bisexual if you were confused – and the occasional boy including me in the conversation. But mainly me and Niall had a conversation, if I thought about it, I was closest to Niall and Liam was closest to Zayn but we all just bonded about numerous different things we had in common.

<3

By the end of lunch, I had already filled both Niall and Zayn in on Louis and was ready to head to my last three hours of English for the day. There's both upsides and downsides to college.

The upsides are that I got every Tuesday to myself and only had one and a half hours of English in the afternoon on Wednesdays.

The downsides were that on Mondays, altogether I had four and a half hours of English, same for Thursdays and on Fridays I had a morning of English and an afternoon of maths, not fun I know. I picked up maths as an extra hoping to be in the Tuesday class, I just wanted to make sure my grades stayed up and I could actually get a decent job. However, I ended up with the afternoon class on a Friday, kind of hit my plans about going to see Gemma and my mum every week but I've gotten used to it after a full year. I don't even visit them every week anymore it's more like once a month, college just got way too much for me and I had a lot of studying. I miss them lots though.

Me and Liam headed back across campus. When we got back to the classroom, we were some of the first there and walked straight into our seats at the back of the room. I was kind of excited to see Louis again and hopefully he'd actually talk to me this time.

When we heard the door open again my head snapped to the front seeing that it was none other than Louis walking to sit next to me again. I greeted him kindly with a, "Hey, Louis,"

"Hey, umm... yeah hi," he stuttered out.

"Everything good?"

"Yeah, fine." Louis replied. Why's he being so blunt? I've not done anything but tried to make friends. I didn't have time to question him on it though before Mr. Thompson walked in. I guess I'll just have to ask him in detention later.

<3

"Harry, Louis, come talk to me outside please." Mr. Thompson asked. Well, I didn't have a clue what this could be about, but both me and Louis stood up and walked towards the door following Mr. Thompson out.

When we got outside, he started "Louis, you're new here correct?"

Louis looked shocked but replied shyly, "Y-Yes."

"Okay," he started and then turned to me, "Harry you've been here since the first year, correct?"

"Umm... yeah? What's this about?"

"It's sorted, Harry you're going to help Louis here study the material that we've gone over in the last three weeks. No arguments or negotiations it's final." With that he walked back inside leaving me and Louis alone.

"Fuck." He whispered.

"Is there a problem?" I asked.

"Yeah, the problem is I don't need a tutor I've got this," he snapped back.

"Well, I mean we haven't really got a choice. So, your dorm or mine?"

"I suppose we could do mine I don't even know who my dormmate is, he's not been around, but I'm sure he won't mind."

"Okay, we can go after detention and get started," I replied and walked back inside not even giving him a chance to reply. I don't know how I feel having to tutor Louis, but at least it'll give me chance to get to know him better. I slumped back in my chair and continued listening telling Liam I'll explain later, even though he'll probably find out when we all end up walking back to his dorm. I can't believe Louis still has no idea his dorm mate is Liam.

A/N: The photos won't correspond to the book.