My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

A trip?

THIRD PERSON P.O.V.

"Guys, we need to talk about the next step." Harry said as he looked up from the tray looking to his left and then to his right to see if Nick was around. He wasn't. Liam and Niall were sitting across from him and were just talking waiting for the bell to ring to signal that lunch was over.

"I know. I've been thinking about it all weekend, but I have no idea how." Liam said frustrated.

"It's not that hard, guys. You just have to stay close to him and he won't notice. Copying the phone is easy compared to the laptop." Niall rolled his eyes munching on an orange.

"But will you be able to stay close enough to him for that amount of time and activate the device?" Liam asked with a raised eyebrow at Harry.

"Wait, how about we do it in class? Like, now? We have English and he'll be sitting behind us. The signal should be strong enough, right?" He asked, excitement ran through him because when they would be able to do it now the easy part was already done and they could concentrate on the next steps.

"It should be." Liam shrugged his shoulders and seemed to think of something, but then nodded. "Yes, actually that's a good idea. We can set the device without him seeing it when we are sitting in front of him."

"Alright, guys. It's time to shine." Niall stood up smiling as the bell rang and they got up and walked towards English.

They sat in their seats waiting for the lesson to begin. One minute after they arrived Nick also entered the classroom with Thomas and Connor and sat behind them. When Louis entered the classroom it fell silent and the sound of the door being slammed shut echoed through the room. Harry didn't know why he always had to slam doors at school, but he had asked him once and Louis had simply said 'I'm not standing in front of a bunch of teenagers gossiping about the most random shit no one cares about without acknowledging me and me waiting for them to shut up, so when I slam the door they know I'm there and they shut up.' And Harry had to say it made sense and just laughed.

"Good morning, guys." He said and threw his bag on the desk carelessly as usual. Harry rolled his eyes at his careless behaviour but the affection never left his face. "Today I'm going easy on you because it's Monday, so I just want you to write a summary with the most important aspects we have discussed so far of the book on two pages. Any questions?" He asked the class and some shook their heads and some muttered a 'no'. "Alright, get to work then." He said and rustling of paper was heard and then the room became silent.

Louis was writing something on the board, probably some things for the students to copy after they finished their assignment, but Harry didn't pay much attention to him because he felt he was still being watched by the devil himself behind him.

"Mr. Tomlinson, are you alright?" Harry's head snapped up as Cara's concerned voice was heard.

Also a few other heads rose and Harry's eyes widened as he saw Louis clutching his chest with his left hand while supporting his body with his right one on the desk.

"Y-yes. I'm fine. Get back to work." He choked out and panic rushed through Harry.

He bit his lip in frustration because he couldn't do anything when Nick- and the whole class- was here, but he was so scared that Louis had a heart attack because he didn't look well at all. Harry forced himself to look down at the sheet and away from his boyfriend who seemed to be having difficulty breathing and involuntary tears welled up in his eyes.

"Guys, I have to take care of something real quick. Please behave while I'm gone." Louis spoke weakly again and Harry looked up.

He was standing properly again, but he was in terrible pain Harry could tell. The class nodded and he was quick to leave the room. Harry wanted to go after him so badly, but he couldn't. Whispers erupted in the classroom, everyone wondered what was going on. Two minutes later Liam looked for something in his bag and then stood up.