another stupid hate song

Chapter 2

Mr Clark passed through the ranks to give the duos a scene to work on. He explained what it was about and gave some tips to improve their acting based on their last performances.

Harry and Louis were silent, waiting for Mr Clark to come to them. It would probably take some time because they were in the last row and their teacher spent nearly twenty minutes talking to each person.

Harry looked at Louis hesitantly before asking something that had been in his head since this morning.

"Have... have we ever made out?" he said, looking away and blushing slightly. He was so embarrassed and he instantly regretted asking.

"God no, you wish!" Louis said, widening his eyes and blushing too, what Harry didn't see.

"Maybe" Harry whispered

"What?" Louis asked, sounding startled.

He was probably as startled as Harry at this very moment. Why did he say that?

"Nothing"

"Why the hell would you ever think that we made out anyway?"

"I-I don't know, it just crossed my mind and I needed to ask"

He could have come out with something better to say. But he didn't.

"Don't mistake your dreams with reality" Louis said

Harry turned his head quickly enough to nearly break his neck. Louis was looking at him and their eyes met. For a quick second Harry almost forgot what was happening

"How did you- whatever. I know it didn't happen but I needed to ask since I was told so. The simple thought disgusts me, I have better tastes than" he moved his hand in Louis' direction, with a disgusted look on his face. "than that"

"I'm not a that" Louis contered "I'm a fucking person. And thank you but what you think about my physical appearance is not something I care about, so next time keep it to yourself" Louis said, pretending like he didn't care, but even though he didn't admit it, it hurt his pride a bit.

They both looked away from each other and Harry rolled his eyes

"Yeah, yeah. Now can we just never talk to each other again? Talking to you is exhausting"

"Deal. Never talk to me again and i'll do so" Louis replied

"Great"

They stopped talking for a few minutes, looking forward. Louis turned his head to look at Harry with a curious look on his face.

"Just a thing before we never talk again" Louis started, Harry turned his head to Louis. "Who the fuck told you we made out? I just want to talk to them"

Harry looked away so he didn't have to lie to his face.

"Someone you don't know, it's not important. The important thing is that this isn't true."

"Yeah okay, stop that. You asked me something totally crazy and I answered, now answer my question"

"It's- I won't tell you, okay? I don't want you to punch them in the face or do whatever to them. You're so moody, I don't want to risk their safety"

So he didn't want to risk his own safety. Because nobody ever told him anything except his brain.

Louis pretended to be shocked at Harry's comment and he arched his eyebrows

"First of, I'm not 'moody' okay? And second, why the fuck would I punch them? I said I just wanted to talk"

"Yeah of course, you're such a 'treat people with kindness' person, I don't doubt you will just talk around a cup of tea and tell them it's not okay to spread rumors, even if it's not a rumor and nobody knows what we didn't do"