Larry Stylinson One Shots

High School lovers

Setting: High School, Present Day

It was a typical Thursday morning at Ridgewood High School, where the halls were alive with the sounds of chatter, laughter, and the unmistakable clatter of lockers slamming shut. Among the sea of students, two figures stood out—Harry and Louis, who walked side by side, their fingers intertwined, a perfect blend of confidence and affection.

Harry, with his curly hair falling artfully across his forehead, wore a vintage band tee and skinny jeans, while Louis, in a crisp flannel shirt and distressed jeans, exuded an effortless charm. They had been together for almost two years now, their love story blossoming in the most beautiful way, embraced by their friends and classmates alike.

"Hey, lovebirds!" Niall called out, his voice booming from across the hall. He was flanked by Zayn and Liam, their trio always looking out for each other. "You two are late for our usual breakfast meeting!"

Harry and Louis exchanged amused glances, their smiles widening. "We were just enjoying the morning sunshine," Louis replied, leaning in to give Harry a quick peck on the cheek, earning a few playful groans from their friends.

As they approached the cafeteria, the aroma of freshly baked pastries and sizzling bacon filled the air. The four of them made their way to their usual table, a spot in the corner with a view of the bustling room.

"Did you hear about the dance next week?" Liam asked, taking a seat and glancing between Harry and Louis. "It's going to be epic!"

"Yeah, everyone's buzzing about it," Zayn added, grabbing a donut and leaning back casually. "You guys planning on going?"

Harry glanced at Louis, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course! We wouldn't miss it for the world. Right, Lou?"

Louis nodded, a playful grin on his face. "We'll have to find the perfect outfits. I'm thinking matching colors. Maybe something a bit daring?"

"Oh, I can already see it!" Niall exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. "You two are going to be the center of attention!"

Harry chuckled, his heart warming at the thought. "As long as we can dance the night away together, I don't care what we wear."

After finishing their breakfast, the bell rang, signaling the start of their first class. The group gathered their things, and as they walked through the crowded hall, Harry and Louis couldn't help but steal glances at each other, the familiarity and warmth of their relationship radiating around them.

"Hey, can I borrow your history notes after class?" Zayn asked, breaking Harry out of his daydream.

"Sure thing!" Harry replied, nudging Louis playfully as they made their way into the classroom. "But only if you promise to help me with my math homework later."

"Deal," Zayn said, flashing a grin as they settled into their seats.

The day passed in a blur of lectures, group projects, and laughter. Harry and Louis shared stolen kisses between classes and inside the library while studying. They were comfortable in their skin, reveling in the joy of being young and in love.

When the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, the group decided to head to their favorite coffee shop, a cozy little place just off-campus called "Brewed Awakenings." The small café was a haven for students, with its warm ambiance, the rich smell of coffee, and walls adorned with local art.

As they settled into their usual booth, Louis slid in next to Harry, resting his head on his shoulder. "What do you want to order?" Harry asked, glancing at the menu.

"Definitely a caramel macchiato, and maybe some of those chocolate chip cookies," Louis replied, glancing over at the display case.

"Two cookies coming right up," Harry said with a smile, standing up to head to the counter.