Chapter 3

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August 16th - 130 days until Christmas Eve aka Louis' 22nd Birthday

The first week of his final year in University was an uneventful one. He followed the schedule of getting up at the most ungodly hours to accompany Harry to his football practices. He had to deal with the gross flirtations from Noah but getting to see Harry play and lead the team was worth every second he had to be near that bleach-haired slimeball. Harry had such charismatic energy about him and you could tell the team did truly look up to him. Watching him play was the best part of Louis' day. Well, aside from the slowly growing fan base Harry had been accumulating throughout the week.

A small group of boys and girls alike had started showing up mid-week last week. Generally, the only people who showed up to the early morning practices were friends, boyfriends, and girlfriends of the team members. Occasionally a random football fanatic could be thrown into the mix. That is how it had been for all of Louis' years at university. But when one Harry Styles joined the team a new group began to show up to the early morning practices. The groupies. Louis was able to bite his tongue and ignore these sad little groupies in years past. Usually, they were at least tolerable and would just whisper to each other and squeal when Harry did so much as breathe. He could stand that at least. He himself was head over heels for the boy so he could at least begin to understand.

But last year when Harry joined the university's most notorious frat is when things began to spiral. All of Harrys, how can it be said, 'conquests' would show up and act like sunshine literally shone from his arsehole. Everyone thought they were special. Harry did have quite a... repertoire with the student body. Let's just say he was aware of how people saw him and got what um- pleasure he could out of it. That being said it was showing up to a boy bander concert these days at the practices. From past flings to hopeful future ones they squealed and screamed over every little thing Harry did. Louis could physically feel his eyes on the verge of being permanently rolled back. Harry would shoot over smirks and small waves to the crowd and you'd think they were going to pass out from even the minimal interaction.

By the end of practice every day Louis was ready to get out of there and impatiently stood for Harry outside the locker rooms. Today a girl was standing beside him when he looked over. She made eye contact around the same time.

"Hi! Interesting crowd out here this morning huh?" She laughed and Louis let a small smile grow on his face. Thank god she wasn't one of them.

"First time at the Harry Styles tour huh? I'm actually the elected president of that group if you didn't know. Be careful about what you say. If you join us now I may give you a pair of our Harry printed underwear that comes in next week." He said as he looked over towards her. She began to laugh and shook her head solemnly.

"I sincerely apologize. I do want to become a member of this organization.

My name is Asteria Winster. And our honorable presidents is..."

Louis smiled at her and held out his hand.

"The name is Louis Tomlinson but I also will respond to Madam President or your majesty. Whatever suits your fancy." Asteria began to speak again but a ginger boy jogged up beside her and looked over to Louis then back to Asteria.

"Hey A, are you ready to go? Don't want to be late to chem again." The more Louis looked at them he could see the similarities between them and realized they must have been siblings. Asteria nodded at the unnamed boy and looked back to Louis.

"Nice to meet you, your majesty. My brother here is on the team so maybe I'll catch you around. Don't forget to put me on the underwear list!" She sing-songed as she began to jog away.

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