My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

The project

"Guys, I think I have an idea." Louis came running- almost sliding- into the living room excited where Zayn, Liam and I were sitting watching a game show. He stood in front of the TV blocking the view and pressed his hands on his hips.

"Uhm, Lou? Don't you want to finish showering first?" I asked him amused pointing to his head which was coated in shampoo that was running down his face.

"We don't have time for that now, Harry." Louis huffed at me.

He looked ridiculous with the white lather on his head and his wet body that was covered by a fluffy bathrobe wearing slippers with bunny ears.

"Alright, what's your idea?" Zayn asked his best friend amused.

"What if I set up a class project and put you guys with Nick in a group so you can go to his house and have access to his laptop. And Harry wouldn't be alone with him when you're all there together." Louis said excitedly.

"That's actually a great idea!" Liam got up in his seat with a smile on his face.

"Wait. You made that up in the shower?" I asked him curiously and he only shot me a look.

"Really?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "Ugh, fine. Yes, I just came up with it. In the shower you get the best ideas. It's a fact." He argued and we just laughed at him.

"No, but it's a good idea, honestly. When you're all there you have a better chance of getting rid of the pictures and not being caught by him." Zayn said.

"It shouldn't be too difficult, right?" I wondered looking at my friends for confirmation.

"No, we basically just have to delete the folder. It's done in a few seconds." Liam agreed.

"Okay, but then what? Do you just tell him that he has nothing more against you or what? I mean, he could still go to the principal even if he has no more evidence." Zayn wondered looking at Louis now.

"I don't know. Let me think about it. I really need to get back in the shower, my eyes are burning. Maybe I get another idea." He rushed out before running back into the bathroom wiping the shampoo from his eyes.

"He's something else." Zayn chuckled, shaking his head. We could just agree. We continued to watch the show until Louis was done with whatever he was doing since he was gone for another twenty minutes.

"You guys want popcorn or something?" I asked as I stood up.

"Sounds good." Zayn shrugged his shoulders as he settled down on the couch. He was lying on the left side of the U-shaped couch with Liam curled up against him, his head resting on his chest. I cooed at them before heading for the kitchen. I put the bag of popcorn in the microwave and waited.

I could hear the shower still running and frowned. What was he doing? I stepped into the hallway and tested my luck if the bathroom door was open and it actually was. I peeked my head inside and saw Louis standing in the shower with his head down.

"Babe?" I asked cautiously. His head lifted and he frowned before shaking his head coming back to reality.

"Yes?" He asked confused.

"What are you doing?" I chuckled.

"I was thinking, Harry." He huffed. "But I didn't get another idea." He pouted now and I couldn't hold back a loud laugh.

"Come out now. You're standing there already for twenty five minutes and you're probably all wrinkled. Is the water even still warm?" I asked with an arched eyebrow, the amusement still visible on my face.

"Not really, no. See?" He pointed to his crotch which shrunk a little because of the cold.

"Oh my god." I huffed and turned to leave the bathroom.