taming mr.tomlinson [larry stylinson] ✔️

5.

"How do I prank, Lima Bean?" asked Harry as he lay in bed looking at his eyelids, a cold ice pack sitting on top of his swollen eyes so that his vision wasn't as fucked up as it was before. After the incident, Harry got the entire day off just so that he could heal, and so Liam had been taking care of him ever since he got home from work. "You're funny and smart. Teach me your ways."

"I'm flattered, but I will not be partaking in whatever weird war you and Mr.Tomlinson have going on at work." responded Liam with the roll of his eyes, causing Harry to jut his bottom lip out in order to form a pout. He knew that pouting usually helped him get what he wanted from Liam at times, but it wasn't working now from the way Liam was squinting. "No means no."

"Then can you at least give me some advice?"

Liam sat on the edge of Harry's bed and pat his leg gently, like he was a coach and Harry was his youngest player on the team. "Next time, don't rely on Google."

"How else am I suppose to learn the art of pranking then? Liam, just give me a suggestion as to what to do and I won't bother you again." pleaded Harry desperately, his bottom lip beginning to wobble as if he was about to burst into tears. One glance made Liam give up his tough act and sigh, which was an obvious sign of him giving in. It worked every single time, even if it took a bit of convincing.

"Okay, fine."

.  .  .

"Good morning, Mr.Tomlinson." said Harry gleefully as he carefully got off of his motorcycle, sitting this helmet underneath his armpit as he put a chain around the bike so that it wouldn't be stolen. Louis was getting out of the car at the same time, and he slowly lifted his hand to wave with an unreadable expression on his face before walking towards the school building.

Harry quickly ran up to him so that they were walking next to one another, knowing that he was probably making the man agitated. People began to greet the two gradually, and he kept his cheerful expression on his face as some students started to whisper to their friends, which reminded him of the first time he walked into the building with Liam. These kids will literally think anyone is dating these days, but it didn't really annoy him. "Is there a reason why you're following me, Harry?"

"Just giving you some company, if that's okay with you." said Harry brightly, and he could've sworn that he heard a growl emit from Louis' throat at his words. This guy was just a bundle of negative energy and Harry didn't understand why when there was so much in life to enjoy and love. Maybe the man hadn't seen it all yet. "How was your morning? Did you eat some breakfast?"

"My morning was going fairly well until you started speaking to me, Harry, but you don't seem to get that. Also, yes I did have breakfast. I was in the school building way earlier to do some printing, so I ate here." responded Louis with a forced smile on his face, walking through the door as soon as Harry held it open for him like the gentleman he was. "Thank you."

"That was probably the nicest thing you have ever said to me." said Harry playfully, smiling when he saw Liam standing several feet away from them. His plan definitely was in action now and he could feel adrenaline coursing through his veins because he felt so bad even though nothing had happened yet. This was gonna be the greatest prank throughout this school's history and he knew it. "Hey, Liam."

Liam pretended to look unbothered by Harry's greeting, averting his eyes to Louis with interest as he waved him over. "Hey, Mr.Tomlinson. Can we have a talk really quickly? It's about our roles in the school building and I want to go over them with you just in case Principal Plow wants to test you."