Our Hands are Tied

Week 1: Day 3, Monday

School.

What a shit invention. 

Last time he went there he ended up being handcuffed to his mortal enemy.

Who he just so happened ended up snogging.

Mortal enemies with benefits?

Ok- whatever, what we're trying to establish is School is shit and life is a lie.

Louis didn't know what he and Harry were now. They couldn't exactly say they were mortal enemies, as they had, y'know- snogged and stuff. But they couldn't say friends because of that exact same reason. They couldn't say boyfriends/lovers and stuff cause that was too far. They also couldn't say  it cause Louis refused to bring it up. You see, he knew he wasn't straight per say, but he certainly wasn't full gay. Basically they had nothing to call each other. Mortal enemies with benefits sounds like he's stealing something from a fanficition about John and William from Black Shadows, and it sounds like they did way more. Which the haven't- but they weren't mortal enemies per say, and fuckbuddies is taking it too far (it was one time!). All they had left was acquaintances, and that's too posh. You could say mates, but that implies friends, which they couldn't exactly be (again back to the snogging and blowjob). So they exactly couldn't 'label' what they were, ignoring the fact that Harry says "label clothes not people", they could just say friends but not really, but again, snogging. The only contributing factor to the fact they could say friends is no one knew about the snogging and *activities* bar Gemma, who wasn't going to tell on them. So, they just had to say 'friends, sorta but not really' because they knew no one knew about their little uhhmm, *fun time* and they weren't going to go into a building and proclaim the fact that they were besties, which they weren't. Louis had agonized over this for a long time, before deciding if asked, just to say they were on the way to becoming friends/mates, whatever. But they weren't exactly because of the activities and such. Friends don't act like that, and if they do the they are not just friends. 

"Lou...?"

Harry poked him in the ribs, apparently he'd been staring outside of the car deep in thought. He chose to ignore the pet name.

"Sorry, Harold. I was thinking."

"No way- Louis Tomlinson can think?"

"Haha" note the sarcasm.

"I'm joking, Lou" 

Again with the pet name? Harry clearly hadn't got the memo.

"Harold- we have to act only as if we get along a little bit- no mention of the uh, activities of Saturday."

"Wouldn't dream of it, let's get into an argument in the hall cause I'm walking too fast"

"You are way to lanky, course you walk too fast"

"Shut up short arse"

"Wot? Me short? Never"

And they were bickering gently.

When they reached the school building (Gemma had driven them) they didn't bother stopping the argument, (cue nosy stares from teenagers) waving a quick goodbye to Gemma before heading to the building.

The students deemed everything normal, as they were still bickering.

"Harry! Louis!" 

Niall came running up to them, followed by Liam and Zayn. They all briefly exchanged greetings before heading into the building. Niall and Liam started talking about a movie they saw on Saturday night, and Louis couldn't help bit exchange a guilty glance with Harry.

"So, Lewis, Harold- what did you two get up to on Saturday night?" Ah, apparently Zayn noticed.

"Oh, y'know, stuff, It wasn't that fun was it, Harry?"