A Millions Roses | | L.S AU

Chapter Ten

"If I don't say this now I will surely break, as I'm leaving the one I want to take, forget the urgency but hurry up and wait ,my heart has started to separate. Oh, be my baby..."

Chapter 10; Signs and Signatures

Harry looked over his shoulder, eyeing the older boy as he walked away with his head hung low, feathery hair flopping forward , and only looking back to give Harry a small smile. Harry frowned, biting his lip timidly, eyeing him when the smile didn't reach his ocean blue eyes, and didn't light up like they usually do.

"I was in the middle of something." Harry murmured as Mr.Nelson continued to lead him down the dull hallways, lined with dirty lockers and papers scattered across the floor. Harry knew he would most likely be sent to the office, where they would call his mum and maybe even ask about his... 'lovebites'. He would be scolded and she would come to the school and pretend that she actually cared, and that just didn't sound appealing in the least. His heart was beating fast at the thought, pulsing in his chest and he really really couldn't let that happen.

"Yes, Mr. Styles, while you and your boyfriend may be cute ―"

"Boyfriend?" Harry eyed the teacher, not sure if he should burst out in laughter or break down in tears. Both options weighing down his chest as he took a few shaky breaths. "He's not my boyfriend." Harry grumbled, staring down at his feet sadly as he walked. Even saying the word made Harry's heart drop into the pit of his stomach uncomfortably because yes, he did want Louis to be his boyfriend, and yes he wanted to be with Louis everyday and every night - especially right now - but he just knew that wasn't likely to happen.

The worst part was Harry missed him already, and talking about the chestnut haired boy wasn't easing the feeling of loss, or the tightness in his chest.

Mr.Nelson seemed to understand as he nodded his head and Harry was grateful that he didn't speak after that. This walk was talking much longer than it should, and it left Harry with a little to much time to think. Everything's alright he tried to convince himself, but he had a weird feeling bubbling in his stomach, and he wasn't quite sure if it was good or bad yet.

"You're not sending me too principle's?" Harry asked, confusion on his flushed face as eyed the teacher. Harry's face was stained with a pink tint that was becoming more noticeable as they light air hit it, and he thighs still ached with every movement; luckily it was becoming easier to bare.

"Just, come along." Mr. Nelson sighed, slightly touching the small of Harry's back to keep him moving along. They stopped in front of Mr. West's class and Mr.Nelson signaled the teacher over. Harry literally held his breath and squeezed his eyes shut behind lilac eyelids as Mr.West excused himself and he walked to the frame of the door. Harry was starting to panic now, his heart pounding and his breaths quickening, wondering what Mr.Nelson was going to tell him. Would he really embarrass me? Would he say what he saw? Would he bring up Louis? Would Mr.West make me tell the entire class? ― Since I guess he likes to do that alot. It caused harry to sigh, furrow his eyebrows and look down at the ground like a disobedient child who had gotten into trouble. That's what he felt like aswell.

"Excuse Mr.Styles here, I needed him for something in my classroom and he was generous enough to help me out." Mr. Nelson smiled, patting Harry's back and nodding his head in approval to Mr.West who was holding back a glare. Harry gave Mr.Nelson a grateful smile, before biting his lip and walking quietly to take his seat beside the blonde.

"Oh hey! you're here. I thought you might ditch me for the day." Niall chuckled happily, his cheeks puffing out and his bright eyes squinted as he leaned forward in his seat. He turned to face the younger boy with a huge crooked smile on his pale face.