no control → l.s

thirteen.

"where the fuck were you?" Niall walked up to me, we were now standing in the hallways. I sighed and shrugged, " 'was just with lou." I said, but then mentally slapped myself for the nickname. I've never called him that -- not in front of anyone at least --

" did you just call him-"

"no." I cut him off, knowing what he was about to say. Yes, I did call him 'lou for gods sake.

" since when do you think I'm deaf?" he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes and scoffed, " since forever." I responded, a smirk added to it.

" oi, what's up now? One minute you despise him and the other minute you're just all over him, " he said and I immediately slapped his arm, glaring at him. " I'm not all over him ni, what the fuck!" I cried out, only to get a mumbled 'sure' in return.

We kept on pissing each other off as we made our way to music class, that happens to occur on the other side of school, which was exhausting to get to.

I was still in so much impact of what just happened back there, in the bathroom. you know, I'm just stupid. I mean come on, his name is Louis, his eyes are blue just like they were years ago, and his accent. so yes, I am stupid. or else, i would've known -- or at least guessed--
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" so, how are you guys going with the tutoring thing so far?" the teacher asked, eyeing the 'new' students.

" well, me and prim have been doing really well so far. she's an amazing tutor and I couldn't be more thankful." the junior girl, Amanda, spoke up. looking at the senior blonde girl -- that happens to be prim--. yes, I remember their names. I've got a pretty good memory.

the teacher nodded and grinned, then turning his attention to the others, which were niall and louis. " me and louis have been doing pretty good too. even though i'm better than him --surprise not surprise-- but he's got a cool voice and we make a good team." he said, causing lou to roll his eyes at him playfully. i smiled and invisibly shook my head.

then I realized it was my time to speak up, -- since Mr joyters attention was on us now. me and leos,-- I cleared my throat; " well- me and Leo have been doing really great. he's very patient and smart, so I say we make a neat team as well." I explained, nodding along with the words.

" awh styles, you're pretty smart yourself," he said, giving my hair a little ruff. for fucks sake we're in class and I don't want the attention right now. but then I found myself blushing and mentally punched myself for it.

I avoided the students whispering around me, turning my attention back to the teacher. who is currently explaining some useless tips that I don't think anyone would need. I sighed in boredom and finally looked up, my eyes landing on Louis. he was laughing with niall about god knows what. i smiled foolishly at how painfully beautiful he looked right now.

" and then we can- harry?" i snapped out of my thoughts at looked at lou, who I think was talking with me. shit.

" yeah? I'm sorry uh- what?" I tilted my head and stuttered, then clearing my throat. well, this is awkward. he scoffed and shook his head, " I asked if you wanted to come over after school? we can practice a bit there." he asked.

" you've got a piano at your house?" i asked curiously. we can't actually practice without one, can we.

" of course i do, silly. i've got grand and square grand one- oh and a player one," he smirked. my face lit up at his words. holy shit. I've always wanted to play on any type of grand piano. mine is upright, which is pretty basic. but it's all I could afford back then.

"wicked." i said. excitement filling up my voice. "so is that a 'yes'?" he raised his eyebrows, smirking along with it.

"of course." i answered. this will be fun.