He has my heart. L.s.

22

HARRY'S P.O.V

I wake up with Louis shaking my shoulder. School.
I hope whoever invented school is burning in hell.
It's still storming out the sounds of thunder give me a headache. Louis is shirtless digging through his wardrobe looking for a suitable one. I look at his stiches, red and gross looking.

"We don't have time for you to be staring. Get dressed. Bathroom is down that way first door to your left."

I get up grabbing a shirt and jeans. I adjust my bracelets since I slept with them on they are over lapping and cutting my circulation off. I pull on my shirts and jeans I run my fingers through my hair as I walk back to Louis room. He has a denim jacket on slipping on boots.

"Do you have a beanie I can borrow?" I ask. He nods toward his closet. I open it grabbing his gray beanie pulling it on.

I shove my feet into my sneakers looking for a jacket. "You can borrow my jumper if you want," Louis offers holding out a jumper, it has a no design just plain green. "I haven't worn it to school since last year only around my mates and they pretty much know about us."

I nod pulling his jumper on. A smell of musky cologne and cigerettes hit my nose I feel warm.
"You ready?" I sigh. He nods.

***

At school we meet Zayn at the wall it's especially cold out, I'm freezing. Perrie sits with a cigerette in her hand, I didn't know she smoked actually.

"Hey," Perrie chirps. I smile trying to conceal my chattering teeth. So cold. Louis declines the cigerette Zayn offers shoving his hands in his pockets. "Wait Lou is that your jumper?"

"Yea," I murmer. "Lou I'm going inside it's too cold out here!"

"Agreed I'll come in with you," Louis says following me into the school.

We walk to our usual empty room, the heat warming me up enough so my teeth aren't chattering. I sit on a desk Louis stands between my legs his hands comfortably resting on my thighs.
He draws mindless circles with his fingers.

"Are you staying the night again?" He asks his voice just above a whisper. He seems weird, off almost.
It's like he's sad or worried about something.

"I don't want to be a bother."

"You won't be," he assure quickly.

"Are you okay?" I ask touching his cheek he shakes his head no.

"I had a nightmare, but it was so real. My boss he came after me, but instead he got you and-" he shakes his head shrugging. "I hate to say it but I'm in deep shit, he is coming for me and he's looking for a way to get to me."

"Lou, it was just a silly night terror, look I'm healthy and not hurt from any homeless men. I know you'll protect me, because that's you Louis.
Did you know last night you held me so tight and protectively that when I had to piss and left when I got back you refused to let me go?"

"I didn't," he says focusing on drawing soft shapes into my thigh.

"You did, Louis nothing will happen to us, you won't let it. Cause you're a subborn arse. Okay? So quit worrying about something that will never happen."

"Okay," he kisses my cheek I smile. I pull him closer onto a hug, not kissing just a hug, for two reasons. One: he didn't need a kiss he needed a hug. Two: I'm still really cold. He rests his head on my shoulder his breath fanning my neck his hair tickling my cheek. I wrap my arms around his waist holding him tight like he did last night. I kiss his forehead.

"Harry you've changed me," Louis mutters.

I'm not sure what he meant by that. I don't see how I changed him, you can't change anyone. You may think you can, but you can't change a person that person has to change themselves. It's just a fact. If people could change people I wouldn't be getting hit by my Father.

***

Lunch is boring as usual we all talk and eat, I hold Louis' hand under the table. He talks to his friends I watch him, how he laughs. How his eyes brighten up when he talks about something he loves. The crinkles that he gets by his eyes when he laughs too hard. He's almost innocent to a sense, you wouldn't think that he would get wrapped up in dealing or anything.

El doesn't pay attention to Louis she just talks with Perrie and Sophia, actually matter of fact I've never seen her really stare at Louis. Zayn occasionally looks at Perrie, even making a romantic gesture by moving her hair out of her face. I swear Liam and Sophia are already married. They are like our groups parents. They never fight, if they do it's not in public. I've seen Zayn and Perrie fight. Niall, he stares at Eleanor wanting her. I can't understand why, or who would want her. Sure she's pretty but her personality isn't. Sadly that's our generation, it's all looks now days.

I could litterally fall for anyone, because I fall with my heart not my eyes. "You're awfully quiet," Niall says.

"I had a fight with Mum," I mumble. Louis squeezes my hand giving me a half smile.

"Sorry mate," Niall frowns.

"It's whatever," I shrug picking at my food.

"I always have fights with my Mum," Perrie sighs.
"About everything, mostly Zayn."

"You'd think after almost two years she'd accept me," Zayn chuckles.

I crack a smile. "She doesn't like Zayn?"

"She's the only one too. You see Perrie originally just started dating me to get back at her parents, well yeah that worked out great," Zayn laughs.

"Guess I'm just lucky Lou's Mum loves me,"
Eleanor pipes up. I not so subtly roll my eyes.

"Oh yeah she just adores you, just like me."

Louis looks at me rolling his eyes. I smile shaking my head. "Well lads, lasses I've got a quiz to make up. Bye."

I stand tossing my things in to the bin walking toward the class I need. I don't even remember missing a test. Oh well.

***

"Harry," Louis whines placing a soft kiss to my neck. I focus on his laptop screen reading the article. "Pay attention to me."

"Louis stop."

"Mmm no," he continues to kiss at my neck up my jaw. I make a weak attempt to push him away but fail. "Who looks up random information on the internet?"

"It's not-" I suck in a breath. "Random I find it interesting, plus it's for my paper."

Louis pulls away. "Fine. Do your homework." He shrugs getting up opening his window he digs through his school bag. Finally pulling out a pack of cigerettes, he grabs his lighter sitting on his window ledge. He pulls out a cancer stick lighting up.

"Technically it's our homework, we were partnered together."

During our writing class we have to do a report on fascinating things about England. So far I'm doing all the work.

"Oh that's what you are doing, okay so why don't we do most haunted places in England. You know October is right around the corner."

"We have like a month until Halloween," I point out.

"Still," he shrugs taking a drag from his cigerette blowing the smoke out his window.

There's a light knock at his door then his sister pops her head in. "Lou we are hungry."

"Oh shit, Mum's new job. Call for pizza? Don't tell Mum?" He asks.

"Yes!" His sister runs off he flicks his cigerette out of the window, then closes it.

He walks over to me plopping on the bed staring at the screen. He shakes his head closing the laptop.
"Now that's enough of that."

"Louis we should just get it done," I mumble. He takes his laptop tilting his head at me.

"Or we could make out while I play Fall Out Boy?"

He sets his laptop to the side while Fall Out Boy plays, Louis kisses me and I give in forgetting about homework. I just melt into his arms.