Harry's teacher (Larry Stylinson) (ON HOLD!)

Chapter Five ~ His ex-girlfriend

Harry's p.o.v.

I mentally slapped myself as I thought about how stupid I was. How did I not see this coming? Even when she was his ex, he still wanted to be with her. I just knew it. I cried uncontrollably as I thought about what he might be doing with her right now. I couldn't get myself together. I cried and cried for what felt like ages. I managed to reduce it to softly sobbing when my phone made a noise. I grabbed it to see I had gotten a new message from Niall. He even made me smile trough my tears. He asked if I was alright, wanting to know what caused me to run off so fast. I texted him back, saying that I would explain it to him later, that it would be a bit more personal. I went to my bathroom, showering so that my mother woudn't notice I had been crying. I didn't want her to ask me difficult questions. I really loved my mother though. She was a sweet and caring person, only a bit too busy with her job, like my father. I didn't get to see him that often. After my shower I put on some comfy clothes, not wanting to go out of the house for one second more today. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs. I stopped walking about halfway down, because I just saw that I had missed a text while I was showering. And it was from Louis.

Louis' p.o.v.

I watched as Harry practically ran away from me. I frowned, looking at Niall who was looking as surprised as I felt. I turned my gaze towards Eleanor. I hadn't seen her in months, then suddenly she pops up, demanding my life story and wanting to get to know Harry. I know I shouldn't have agreed with her. I know it was me who caused Harry to run away. I didn't ignore that I still had some feelings for Eleanor, but she just wasn't the one for me. I could feel it. I guess Harry was though. I excused myself, walking towards my classroom so that I could be alone to think this over. I wanted Harry. I had no idea if Harry wanted me too, I suppose he did though. And somehow Eleanor seemed interested in me too. I knew I had to make it up to Harry, because he was feeling miserable due to me. I really felt bad myself too. I would never want to hurt Harry. He was just too perfect in my eyes, so sweet, gentle, vulnerable... I thought it might be a good idea to talk with Harry about this weird event, but I didn't exactly know where he lived. So went to the office where the school kept their students' information. I searched Harry's name in the pile of non-ordered papers. I found it, quickly saving his number on my phone. I went back to my classroom, thinking on the way over there about something I could say to get him to speak to me. It would be quite difficult to explain this too, really.

Harry's p.o.v.

I read his message over and over again. It said, 'Hi Harry, I need to talk to you. Tomorrow after school sound good? X Louis'. I felt my heart ache just at this simple gesture. I wanted to know what he had to say, so I simply replied an okay with an x behind it. I felt my stomach turn at the meeting I was going to have tomorrow. I wanted to know what Louis felt for this Eleanor, and what he felt for me. I knew one thing for sure. I was going to tell him how I felt about him. I couldn't let this happen too often, or Louis would end up with some woman after all. I knew I had to have him, and I was going to get him.