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part two

Louis was excited for this summer and it was not just because school was done and the possibilities for fun were endless, but because he had actually graduated high school and was done with school for good. He was pretty surprised when he got to walk with his class, but no one was more surprised than his teachers, whose classes he skipped more days than he actually attended. But toward the end of the school year, Harry made Louis study with him, insisting that Louis try a little bit, and Louis passed by barely a point.

He was happy and extremely grateful, but a part of him knew that if anyone was going to get him to listen and do the right thing, it was going to be Harry. He had this power over Louis that no one else really had. He was always there whenever Louis needed. Which would hopefully be right now, as he walked into Styles Diner with Niall and Zayn in tow. He really needed Harry's car and was hoping he would agree to let Louis borrow it.

The chances of Harry agreeing right away were slim, but Louis was persuasive if anything. Grimmy, Louis' dealer, wanted him to do a few rounds over in two neighboring towns and promised Louis a good deal of cash, which he really needed. However, Louis didn't want to walk nor did he have a bus pass or money for one. So he was going to ask Harry if he could borrow his car. It was a gift from Harry's parents; they were pretty loaded because of the successful diner and had bought it for him for his seventeenth birthday. It wasn't anything fancy ̶ just a navy 2005 Subaru Outback, but it did its job.

Louis got his license when he was sixteen, but his mom was always using her car and didn't have the funds to buy him one. Louis hoped that in the future he would be able to save up to get his own. For now, Harry was usually his go-to for a car. Most times, Harry didn't mind having to drive Louis around to places, and occasionally, he'd let Louis borrow it. But that was only when Louis was honest about where he was going, which was the tricky part.

When the three of them entered the diner, they found the usual morning crowd that frequented the place for a cup of coffee and their famous blueberry pancakes before work. As soon as the boys walked in a few people stopped whatever they were doing to shoot a glare their way. Louis told himself he couldn't care less. He knew he wasn't the most liked person in town, but it was still irritating that people took the time to hate on him so much.

He spotted Harry standing behind the counter, refilling a few people's mugs with coffee, a bright smile on his face while chatting with them. It brought a smile to Louis' face, too, just seeing him, and he didn't even know how just looking at Harry's face did this to him. Louis approached the counter, finding Liam perched on a stool near Harry. He looked up when Louis approached him.

"Hi Louis," Liam said, glancing up at him before going back to his phone.

"Hey, Li. How're you?" Louis asked. He saw Niall and Zayn grab a small table, both of them pulling their phones out, and looking bored. He had to take them with him because it was never safe to go alone, but they never really enjoyed it, which was why Louis offered to pay them a portion of his profits.

Liam shrugged in response to his question. "Alright. Excited about summer and then college. I just put down my deposit and I got approved to move in early, so it's really starting to feel real."

Louis nodded, giving Liam a tentative smile. It seemed everyone had some sort of plan once summer ended, but Louis really didn't. His plans were the same as what he planned on doing this summer ̶ chilling out, partying, and having sex with Harry. Thank God, Harry wasn't planning on going away for college like Liam and a few others that Louis knew were. Harry was planning to just go to the nearby college so he could stay home and help his dad out with the diner.

"Where are you going to college again?" Louis asked, leaning against the counter and glancing over at Harry to see if he was going to make his way over. He was currently talking to Mrs. Griffin with his utmost concentration. It was probably about her grandkids because that was all Mrs. Griffin talked about since her daughter had, like, five kids.