My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

Paris pt.2

THIRD PERSON P.O.V.

Harry woke up with a groan, he was tired as hell because he couldn't really sleep, not only because he was still fighting with Louis and didn't even know where he slept last night but also because Nick was laying in the bunk under him and he was afraid he might do something.

"Can someone turn that fucking alarm off?" Niall groaned from the other bunk bed opposite of Harry. Harry reached for his phone and groaned. It was only eight in the morning.

"Come on, boys. Get up. We have to be downstairs in an hour." He muttered as he stretched his limbs. He threw his pillow at Niall who flipped him off.

"Fuck off, Harold." He groaned and yawned noisily.

"Liam, Nick. Are you awake?" Harry asked.

"I am now." Nick mumbled.

Liam was still snoring quietly so Harry got out of bed and jumped on him.

"Get up lazy pants." He chirped.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm up. Fuck off." Liam chuckled but when Harry wanted to stand up Liam pulled him against his chest keeping him in place. "Happy birthday, mate." He murmured and Harry smiled at him beaming.

"Thank you, Li." He smiled widely.

"Shit, fuck. I knew today was a special day! Happy birthday, Harold! May you have fun, but not too much!" Niall grinned as he jumped out of bed and pulled Harry in an embrace.

"Believe me, that won't be a problem." Harry laughed.

"Oh come on. Everyone deserves a good sex life." Liam mocked him jokingly.

"What sex life?" Harry laughed and Niall and Liam joined him. They obviously knew Nick was listening who cleared his throat behind him. Harry turned around and Nick smiled shyly at him.

"Happy birthday, Haz." He embraced Harry in a tight hug who immediately returned the embrace.

"Thank you, Nick." Harry smiled falsely.

They took turns in the bathroom and were ready ten minutes before nine. They crossed the corridor when they heard a thud and then swearing in one of the rooms they were passing.

"What was that?" Niall asked as he looked at the closed door. When he was right this had to be Eleanors' room.

"I don't know. Should we knock?" Liam asked uncertainly and the others just shrugged so he knocked on the door.

The door opened and Louis stood in front of them wearing only his boxers looking as if he had seen a ghost when he met eyes with Harry whose face fell and a pang shot through his heart. Louis averted his gaze from his devastated boyfriend and looked at the other boys. He couldn't say anything because Nick was with them and was grinning madly.

"Yes?" Louis asked. He quickly looked behind him before looking back at the boys. Harry was close to tears and Niall and Liam stared at him in disbelief.

"We just wanted to see if everything is alright." Nick said still smirking when no one said a word. As if it wasn't bad enough Eleanor appeared in the doorway and slipped past Louis.

"Oh, hi guys. What are you doing here? Come down for breakfast." She smiled fakely and walked down the corridor without waiting for an answer. Louis looked after her before slowly turning his head back to the boys. He swallowed thickly.

"Uhm, you heard Ms. Calder. Go have breakfast, I see you in a bit." He said awkwardly before taking a step back and closed the door. He let himself fall against the wall and buried his face in his hands in desperation, he just wanted to kill himself right now.