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Harry's POV

 "Hey, Harry right?" I hear a strangely familiar voice from behind me.


 I look at the strange person, who actually turned out to be not strange at all. 


 "L-Louis." I stutter. 


My heart rate accelerates as I watch the love of my life sit beside me, brushing his thigh against mine.


 It suddenly hits me that he didn't care to know who I was two days ago, so why would he start now?


  I zone out and start to overthink everything. 


"Harry? Hello? Hazz?" 


I snap back into reality, he did not just give me a nickname, I internally scream my head off. 


"Ye- Yeah?"


 I ponder, still trying to keep my cool. 


"You just zoned out, are you okay?" He asks, sounding sincere. 


"Ye-" the bell rings, dang it!


 "Sorry, I -I got to go!" he swiftly gets up and drops something on the table, it was a note .


 I try not to flip out when I pick it up and my name is on the front along with a little heart placed by it. The note reads: 


Dear Harry,

Text me, id like to get to know you better ;)

$^%^&%^%$^&

~yours sincerely,  Louis~


Wait-WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!?!? The Louis Tomlinson just gave me HIS NUMBER! 


I can't help but feel my stomach erupt into a butterfly tsunami.


3rd POV


The school day ends, its the weekend.


 Louis is laying on his bed awaiting for a certian curly headed boy to text him. 


Louis checks his phone every two seconds.


 He grabs his remote  and turns on the telly to watch some football (Soccer). 


All of the sudden his phone lights up from a text. 


"Finally!" Louis has a little victory dance, all to himself. 


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