Chapter Four
Harry's POV
It was now Monday morning. I was outside Louis's big house, waiting for him to get in the car so I could drive him to school. We spent the weekend mostly at my place, except for when we wanted to do certain 'activities' that required an empty house. Needless to say, Louis was definitely a little sore and it wasn't just from his soccer game.
"Goodmorning!" Louis exclaimed, getting in my sister's Mini Cooper. She was in college, and while she was gone, she let me use her car.
"What's got you so cheerful this morning?" I asked.
"The great weekend we had." He said, winking.
"Little sore, I bet?"
"I hate you." He muttered, punching me lightly in the process.
When we got to school, I pulled in my parking spot. We got out, and only heard one "faggot" instead of the usual half dozen. Even though most are accepting, there's always a few that absolutely hate our guts.
"I'll see you later, I guess." Louis said.
"You too. Do you have football practice today?" I asked.
"Yeah, so don't wait for me. I'll probably have my dad pick me up or take the bus home."
"Alright."
We walked into the building, going to our homeroom classes. Mine was upstairs, and Louis's was on the ground floor. We only had one class together, English. That was the last class of the day, though. I only saw him during lunch and occasionally in the halls. I was okay with that, though. We weren't one of the super clingy couples, but we didn't need to be. We knew we liked each other enough to not cheat. At least I hope we did....
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sidelines - larry stylinson
FanfictionHarry and Louis were a couple made for each other. Harry was a punk musician and Louis was the captain of the football team. Everyone thought they would last forever. They thought that, too, until something split them apart. Would they get back toge...
