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Harry's POV: Chapter 4

Harry doesn't end up making his lecture on time, but he is able to sneak in and grab a seat in the back. It's not like he's paying attention anyway, his thoughts crowded with the image of Louis.

His messy quiff that had been constantly falling into his beautiful eyes. Harry wasn't focused for most of the lecture, thinking about Louis, but he was forced out of his thoughts when he heard his name.

He looks up and sees the professor staring at him. He hadn't even heard the question. He's about to say as much, when the boy next to him nudges his elbow and slides a piece of paper over to him. Harry reads the answer off the paper out loud, and the professor nods at him before continuing her lecture. He turns to the boy next to him.

"Thanks." He says, smiling, and the boy smiles back.

"No problem, I'm Nick by the way."

"Harry." Harry takes in the boy next to him. They seem about the same age, and he's an inch or two taller than Harry. He still looks a little boyish, but he's cute. But something about him puts Harry off.

"I've seen you in this class before. You're usually ready to answer. You ok?" Nick asks, and Harry just nods, not wanting to continue this conversation anymore. He usually tries not to judge someone like this, but he starts to get very uncomfortable as Nick moves closer to him.

"Ok, well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime? Like, maybe go get coffee or dinner or something tonight?" Normally, Harry wouldn't assume anything about anybody, but he really didn't like the feeling he was getting from Nick.

"Sorry, I have plans tonight." Harry says, focusing his attention on his professor, but Nick keeps talking.

"Oh that's alright, maybe some other time." Thankfully just then, the lecture ends and Harry is able to pack up quickly and disappear into the crowd of wandering students. Harry pulls out his phone and texts Niall.

H: Is your lecture over?
N: Yeah, u?
H: Yeah. Meet me in the quad once you grab food.
N: kk

Harry heads into the quad, and finds a small table to sit down at, waiting for Niall. Luckily it doesn't take long, and they sit to talk.

"So how was your lecture?" Harry asks, and Niall scoffs.

"Fucking early. Doctor Trik will be the death of me with these 7 am lectures." Niall rolls his eyes. "Whatever. I guess it comes with the major. How was your morning?"

Harry's thoughts instantly fall to Louis, and he blushes again. Before he can look away though, Niall catches it and now he won't let it go.

"What happened? Harry! What happened?" Niall asks, grabbing onto Harry's arm as Harry shakes him off, leaning back away from him.

"Nothing happened!" Harry says and Niall gives him a look.

"Liar. Something happened. Tell me!" Niall pulls on Harry's arm again, nagging him until he finally gives in.

"Ok!! Fine!!" Niall looks way too excited as Harry takes a deep breath. "Ok, so I kinda met someone at Anna's while I was getting coffee this morning." Harry sighs, and Niall looks surprised.

"Shit, really? Who is he?" Harry smiles at Niall's assumption and takes a deep breath, telling him all about Louis. When he's done talking, Niall is silent. He looks deep in thought, processing.

"Soo...he's 21?"

"Yeah." Harry says, standing up to throw out the wrapper from the sandwich he'd been eating, and Niall follows. They start wandering out toward the street. They don't usually go for walks, mostly just study in the quad or talk, but Niall apparently has questions for Harry and feels the need to walk.

"Is he hot?" Harry just laughs at Niall's directness. Harry nods, but Niall looks skeptical. Harry is about to comment on Niall's face, but then he sees something.

Across the street, exiting a tall office building and heading towards a car, was Louis, flanked by 2 other men. Harry hits Niall multiple times in the arm until he shuts up. But he's not quiet for long.

"That's him?" Harry just nods in answer, too mesmerized by Louis to form actual words. "He is hot." Harry just nods in agreement, unable to control the butterflies that erupt in his stomach at the sight of Louis.

He's changed since Harry saw him this morning. Instead of the white shirt he was wearing, he's now in a black shirt under a blue suit jacket buttoned at the stomach. And, now, his gorgeous blue eyes were covered by sunglasses.

God, he looks amazing. Harry thinks to himself, and he can hear Niall keep talking but he isn't listening to what Niall is saying. Niall is still staring as well, but glances between Louis and Harry as he talks, a smile slowly growing on his face. He nudges Harry.

"Whipped all ready, huh?" Harry just shoves him in the chest, but doesn't deny it. As much as Harry might want to admit it, or how embarrassing it might be, Niall wasn't entirely wrong.