Louis Geller-Bing Tomlinson the adopted son of Monica and Chandler Geller-Bing hates his "family friend" Harry Geller-Green Styles. From his childhood, he's been told that Harry is his cousin but since he's adopted and absolutely HATES Harry, cousin...
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LOUIS POV
"And then I met Shawn Mendes and he said I'm even prettier than Camilla!" Eleanor squealed in Louis' ear as her fake acrylic nails dug into his arm as she clung to him.
It was his fifth day of showing her around because apparently she hadn't gotten used to the campus yet. Louis wasn't dumb, he knew that was code for I'm making excuses to spend time with you. And after all, who wouldn't want a piece of the Tommo. He didn't really blame her but it was starting to get annoying. Especially because now they had every.single.class.together. It was exhausting. He could only take so many hair extensions and fake tans in one day.
The only class he did have free was football. And he was thankful for that. It was like his second love. Well no, his first love since he didn't actually have a real-life love.
There. He just said it. His love life sucked. He hadn't gotten laid in weeks. But he didn't even want that anymore which confused him. He sort of wanted a cuddle? To be held tenderly so he felt safe. But he didn't know from whom. He kept getting tall brunette vibes when he thought of this so he presumed El. After all, she was the only female he spoke to these days because he hadn't partied in ages. But she wasn't a cuddler, or a just 'hold my hand because you can,' type person. Louis was 100% sure that she only wanted to get in his pants, but then again who could blame her?
The only brunette- no scratch that. The only person he ever got those vibes from was Harry. But he was a guy so it didn't really matter because Louis was straight. I mean yeah he watched gay porn sometimes and oogled guys at the pool, but all guys did that. So it was cool. But his Hazzawas so kind and sweet and adorable and loving. And maybe he fed him avocados but Louis deserved it because he had been avoiding the Curly headed lad. That Niall brat had to be taught a lesson though. But Haz was the definition of perfect, with dimples and curly hair and-
"LOUIS ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!" a high pitched scream interrupted him from his thoughts. Okay no, why was he thinking about Harry so much? He really had to stop. But Harry was-
"I can't believe it, you're still not listening!!!,"Eleanor huffed. "Yeah yeah, Shawn Mendes, lip gloss, thongs, periods whatever" Louis rolled his eyes and saw they had reached their math class. Without another word he entered the classroom, leaving her behind. He wasn't being rude.
As he said earlier, there are only so many hair extensions and fake tan one can take in a day.
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"And so, the answer is 1:7" the professor announced. Louis squinted at his notebook in confusion, how had he got 28? It wasn't even remotely close to the answer.
"That was too easy," El giggled beside him. Louis had to give her that one, the girl surely knew her numbers. She just didn't have to show off about it all the damned time. "Louis wasn't the question easy?" Eleanor asked him, batting her heavy, fake lashes.
