Little Things | L.S.

Chapter 21 - The Preparation.

It's Monday again and spring break came to an end unfortunately. Harry woke up first claiming to mentally prepare himself for his classes since Louis is all he has been thinking about. While Louis stayed in bed for the longest he could before Harry practically pulled him out and insisted for him to get ready or he'll have to walk on his own.

They had thirty minutes until the first bell when they walked through the gates together looking for the other guys to chat with for a while.

"Harry", they heard a voice call from their left and Louis quickly recognized for the voice to be Liam.

"And Louis", Liam said more quietly with a smile noticing the other boy next to Harry once they got closer, "Oh fuck off Liam", Louis replied with a smile not being completely annoyed that Liam hadn't noticed him in the crowd.

The three of them kept up a conversation slightly bringing up the night at the gay bar and the one of a kind experience they went through.

None of them teased Niall about that night, Liam ended up spending more time with him after dropping off Zayn so Niall wouldn't stress about it too much all night long.

"Is Niall coming today?", Louis asked now that they all wonder how the loud boy isn't around yet. "I'd assume so", Liam responded raising an eyebrow as he looked around them at the people standing by or walking inside the building.

The first bell rang through their ears and a low groan coming from Louis was also audible to Harry's ear. "I'm gonna go make sure nobody takes my seat", Liam hurriedly said, "Liam there are no assigned seats in this whole university", Louis commented in which Liam ignored as he walked away following the new crowd that listened to the bell.

Harry stood there watching Louis; somehow they feel like acquaintances at uni but at Harry's flat, they feel like they're closer, almost like they've been married for thirty years.

He thinks it might be because of the people around that they're afraid of showing too much affection or maybe Harry is overthinking and he's making his own self miserable.

"The second bell rings in a minute now, I'll see you at lunch", Louis called out with a smile walking away with a wave. Harry smiled back not trusting his voice after his minor overthinking scene inside his head.

He wanted to settle this whole confusing thing going on. Does Louis like him the way Harry likes him? Does Louis want to go that far? Or are they just friends that happen to kiss each other whenever they feel like it?

I mean, how was he supposed to just ask that?

Harry felt a hand on his shoulder pushing him along to enter the building causing him to zone back into the world and he realized the second bell has been ringing.

When he looked to his right, Zayn, the one and only. Zayn the one that can read minds. Zayn. Just Zayn.

He was thankful for seeing Zayn, even though it was only for a bare minute, but it reminded him that he has Zayn to speak to, Zayn to dump all of his overthinking words and have him somehow arrange them better for Harry's understanding.

He smiled as Zayn walked away in his own direction and also because the corridors were still crowded and he wasn't late yet.

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When lunch came around, Harry quickly walked out and looked for Zayn. His mind was burning, he accidentally spent his three courses just thinking about Louis and all this confusion he gives him.

He found the artistic guy near a locker talking to a girl before his brown eyes caught up with green and a small smile showed soon after. He heard a low 'talk to you later' before the girl walked away the other direction.