Are We Meant To Be? (Larry Stylinson - Teacher/Student AU)

Chapter 5

Louis' P.O.V

"How about that make-out session?" His eye brows wiggled at the statement towards me and I blushed hard. I never knew one person could make me feel like this. Oh how I know I will go to hell from all the sins I have committed already, but you know what? Screw what the bible has to say; I'm going to go for the person I could see having a potential future with.

"You know, that sounds a bit too early for our friendship there, babe. Let's get on to the tutoring part of the session first." I suggested to him and he pulled a soft sad pout with his bottom lip sticking out. I have to admit, he looks quite adorable with the puppy dog face, but I know I cannot give in. He is my student after all and I plan on keeping this job for a while.

I gave him a knowing look and he nodded his head with a sigh escaping his mouth. He dug into his book bag to retrieve a pencil and his notebook from Eleanor's math class. This should be relatively easy since Geometry is basic math for me. "What is troubling you, Harry? Like, math wise?" He looked up at me with complete adoration and confusion.

"All of it actually; I don't get how to find the circumference of a basic circle. Mrs. Calder showed us the formula to do it, but I still don't get that. Another thing I don't recall how to do is the triangle things! Those are impossible I tell you! I don't know why I even have to take this stupid class if I won't need it in the future." Harry eventually calmed down towards the end of his small rant to me and I smiled at him.

"Honestly, babe, circles are my favourite shape in the world; it'll be a piece of cake teaching you the art of the circle." I winked at him then continued. "As for the triangles, yeah I cannot help much either. Those always confused me during my school years, sorry." He nodded knowingly and went to take out a paper for me to write on. He had also pulled out a worksheet Eleanor had given her class to work on as homework.

"The circumference of a circle is the distance around the outside of the circle. It could be called the perimeter of the circle. Are you writing this all down, Harry?" He nodded once again as he finished up the second sentence. I had to repeat it again so he is sure he jot down every word that escaped my lips. "Now, how am I supposed to actually find the perimeter around the shape? Is there some formula?"

I snickered at his question, "Of course there is a formula, silly. There is a formula to finding out everything in the world." "Well, go on then; what is the formula? I kind of need to do my homework, Boo." I shot him a glare while trying to remember what that blasted formula was. "Maybe if you take your notes in class, you wouldn't have to rely on others to give you formulations." That was a bit too harsh on my part, but it is the truth. That's what my mum would have told me; actually she said the same thing to me back in my first year of advanced math courses.

He rummaged through his bag once again and pulled out a sheet of paper that had some scribbles on the lines. At first I was confused as to why he shoved a piece of paper in my face, but then I saw that they're his notes from class. Harry had written down all the formulations that Eleanor provided on the board to all her students. "Oh, so you do have them. Sorry, I didn't mean to --"

Harry stopped me through my sentence and replied that it was fine. "Even with the information written down, I still don't get what I am supposed to do with the problems." I looked at his head of wonderful loose curls as he glared down at his paperwork with an intense look. He looks so adorable when he is concentrating. Shaking my head a bit, I scooted over towards Harry barely brushing our thighs together to help him out.

I felt his breath hitch a bit before looking at me with his lush green eyes. This was all a bit new to him and me at the moment, so I don't want to do anything that could mess up everything. As I leaned down towards the table with the paperwork, Harry slipped his pencil in my hand while barely brushing his fingertips across the top part of my hand. The electricity that shot through my veins was more than enough proof that this is the guy I want to be with for quite some time.