“And that’s how we got here,” Louis said tiredly, taking a sip of his tea that had gone cold sometime back, as Louis explained his Harry mystery to Zayn, over a lengthy hour breakfast downstairs.
Zayn stared dumbfounded, eyes slightly bulging as he stared at his roommate, “So,” he said, clearing his throat and moving forward in his seat, “Just to summarize it all, you want to fuck one of your students, who is gay, and you think being abused by the gay drunk from the pub?”
Louis nodded slowly and shrugged, “I mean, when you word it like that-“
“Wait,” Zayn cut Louis off, “Can we just take the time to relish in the fact that we’re living in an episode of Degrassi?”
Louis rolled his eyes and groaned, “It’s not a joke Zayn.”
“I’m not saying it is mate,” Zayn pacified, “But it is a bit like Degrassi-“
“Zayn, not helping,” Louis growled and Zayn sighed, crossing his arms and looking down at his friend who was resting his head on the table pitifully.
“Alright, what do you want me to do?” he asked and Louis picked his head up, eyes hopeful.
“You’ll help me figure this shit out?” he asked and Zayn sighed again but nodded, taking a sip of his cold coffee.
“It’ll cost you dish duty for a year though.”
“Whatever it takes mate,” Louis agreed, “I’m having his mates bring him back to the flat. And I justthought, since you’re so good with words that you…”
“That I would do the talking,” Zayn groaned and Louis grinned back hopefully, “Louis, this is your mess-“
“But it shouldn’t be!” he interrupted, ” I didn’t ask for these feelings-“
Zayn leaned forward on the table, his face up close to Louis’, “What you’re doing Lou, I don’t think it’s considered legal.”
Louis stared back, slowly leaning back in his own chair and staring blankly at Zayn, “Neither is what Charles is doing,” he spat back, pinching the bridge of his nose, “I don’t know what they do. What do they do in Degrassi?”
Zayn snorted, “No fucking idea. My little sister watches it, you want to ask her?”
Louis shook his head and groaned, standing up from the table, “I’ll figure it out,” he motioned for Zayn to follow him upstairs, “Come on, he’ll be here soon. I’m going to go find some alcohol. I think alcohol may help this situation,” he rambled and Zayn rolled his eyes, following Louis up the narrow wooden staircase.
“You could lose your job, providing alcohol to a minor,” Zayn lectured and Louis rolled his eyes, stopping on the stairwell and turning to meet eyes with Zayn.
“I’m losing my job because of this kid someway, I can already feel it,” he said simply, before turning to continue up the stairs, “But I hardly believe it’ll be from serving him alcohol.”
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Teacher's Pet
FanfictionIt was supposed to be a quick and easy gig: Teacher’s Assistant. All Louis had to do was spend a few months assigning reading and grading reports, and then he could continue his wayward life. He wasn’t supposed to get attached, especially not to one...
