Tap that. [Larry Stylinson]

1.

Harry walked in the school and was rather nervous, he didn't know why but he just was. Spring break was over and school started again. He walked towards his locker and took a deep breath before opening it and tapping the door with his fingers a few times.

He dropped his books, which he tapped again, into his locker and closed it again. He turned around and walked towards first period. First period is always the worst, at least Harry thinks it is, everyone is grumpy because it's early.

Harry wasn't the only one coming back to school, Louis was too. Louis skipped through the school and greeted everyone he saw because that's just how his mum raised him.

"Treat people like you want to be treated."

And that's why Louis is kind to others: he wants people to be kind to him as well. He walked through the school towards his first period, French, not that he could speak French, and skimmed over every possible seat with his eyes.

His eyes stopped at a certain seat, the seat next to the curly boy, which he never met, and walked towards the seat. He coughed to get the boys attention and he sent him a soft smile.

Harry didn't like it when people talk to him so when that strange boy with those nerdy glasses coughed he didn't want to look up but that would be rude wouldn't it? So he looked up at the boy who wanted his attention.

"Can I sit here?" The boy asks and he nods. It's not like he would go away if Harry said 'no' anyway. The boy took a seat next to him and grabbed his stuff.

"Shouldn't you be grabbing your stuff?" Louis asks as he sets his stuff on the table. The boy nods, looking rather nervous may I add, and turned towards his bag, which was laying on the ground, and zipped the bag open.

Harry zipped his bag and tapped a few times on his bag. The boy would probably wonder why it takes so long for him to grab his stuff. Harry grabs his notebook and books and lays them on the desk. He sighs as he slowly taps it, maybe 3 times, maybe 4, he didn't know.

The lesson started and Louis looked back to the front of the room. He opened his notebook and tore a little piece of paper. Louis grabbed his pen and started writing on the paper. He slowly moved it to the other boy and the boy looked up.

'Read' Louis mouthed and quickly looked back to the teacher.

Harry opened the little note and read what was written on it, his handwriting wasn't the best, while tapping with his fingers on the little note.

Hi Curly,
My name is Louis! I thought why not tell you who I am since I sit next to you. So my name is Louis, I'm 17 years old and my hobbies are singing and reading.
Now tell me your name and stuff!

Harry smiled at the little note and looked to the boy, who was looking at him as well, and Harry grabbed his pen and started writing on the back of the note.

Oi Louis,
I'm Harry, 16 and I like singing.
I don't have anything interesting to write.

He folded the little note, tapping it a few times, and gave it back to Louis. It didn't take long for Louis to write something back to Harry and this went on for the whole lesson.

Louis was a kind person and Harry hoped that the two of them would be good friends and so did Louis.

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