Different

Four

"Harry, wake the he.ll up. I woke up at four so that we can drive to your damn house to get you ready," Harry felt a pair of tiny hands push on his shoulders.

"Why is it so cold Louis?" Harry moaned rolling out of bed. He tried to clear his throat but knew his throaty morning voice wouldn't disappear. 

"Because it's six am you dumbo. Hurry up if you want to shower." The boys ventured to Louis car, which just so happened to be colder than his bedroom, and drove to Harry's loft. Harry was nervous his mum would be upset for him having a sleepover without telling her, but he hoped she went straight to bed when she arrived home. He still warned his kitten to be quiet though.

"You have such a cute house," Louis whispered as the entered his cozy nest.

"Thank you," The younger boy nervously whispered back. Now that he was wide awake, he had realized that he not only was bringing his crush to his house but he slept over at Louis Tomlinson's house. This was a huge step for him, and to be honest it was the only person he has ever had a sleepover with besides Niall and Liam.

"Harry! What are you doing?" Anne rushed into the living room.

"I'm sorry mum, I went over to my friend Louis's house last night and stayed late watching movies and kinda just fell asleep! He woke me up early though so I could come back home and shower then get ready for the day," Harry explained. His mother examined the boy her son brought home for a minute before realizing that it was his dream-boy.

"Oh no! Honey it's okay you slept over at a friends! I'm glad you weren't home alone, I actually just got back three hours ago."

"What the hel.l? Three hours ago?" Harold gasps.

"Their changing me to the morning shift next week don't worry, Hun." She smiled. She then turned to Louis, "I'm Anne by the way, It's nice to meet you."

"I'm Louis Tomlinson, and no the pleasure is completely mine!" The younger boys eyes widen. Why had he been completely and underly nervous for this moment? Everything was going great!

"Well, um, I'm going to go shower quickly. I would make you breakfast but I-"

"Harold, it's okay. I'll wait down here," Louis smiles. The boy smiles back at him and heads up the stairs blushing. "Don't forget that cologne you wore yesterday! Everyone loved it!" He hears the kitten yell from below. All Harry knew is that this year was going to be great.

After Harry took a brisk shower, he made sure to spray two squirts of his cologne on before heading downstairs. As he thought more and more about it, he became more and more shocked on how confident he was acting around Louis. This really suprised him because Harry's never been confident before! Well, except that one time in first grade... but that's a story for another time. Styles made his way downstairs to discover his mother and his crush looking, and laughing, at something on the counter.

"Isn't he just darling?" Anne smiled.

"Absolutely adorable!" Tomlinson giggles.

Harry blushes a deep red, "What's cute?"

"Oh I was just showing him photos of you in first year! You were so full of it and cute back then!"

Louis smiles brightly at the boy, "You are really cute in those green rain boots Harold!"

Harry look down at the photo and sees his six year old self wearing nothing but a red cape and tall rain boots. "Mum we have to go to school, I love you!"

"Aw Harry don't be a party pooper!" Louis whines as Harry drags him out the door.

"I'm not, we really have to go!" Louis mumbles a bad word at the younger boy before hoping into he white vehicle. He hoped that the older boy meant it as a joke and not something serious. They drove to school making small talk over stupid things.

"Why are you suddenly dressing so fancy for school?" The kitten asks as they walk towards the school together. Harry looks at his ripped black skinny jeans and white button down.

"This is fancy? I open my shirt more than it should be to try and not look so dressy," He grabs at one of the buttons.

"No! Um, uh, don't button it up! It looks fine like that. It's just last week you didn't dress like this." Louis stutters.

Harry tries to cover his blushed cheeks by looking down, "Okay."

The boys walked into the school together only to have just about twenty people run up to Louis. They kept going on about how Zayn got into some trouble and he needed to get there fast, so they had to part. Harry drowsily approached his locker to collect his things before going to his dreaded algebra class. Harry sat down with a sigh and began pulling out his supplies as his teacher stopped all of them.

"Class, sorry to not inform you sooner but today Principal Carey can't be here at the school right now so we are just going to have a free day until she returns. We got a email saying to tell you all to put away your supplies and return to class once your finished, but we all know that I don't care if you choose to come back here or roam the halls."

Harry groaned and put away his binder before returning to the dreadful hallways. After he finished with his business he decided to take up the opportunity to not return to Satan's Liar and instead go to the student lounge, which as you can guess was pretty much just a hangout for the students not to get bothered by teachers.

Harry lounged out on the sofa in the surprisingly almost empty room. Apparently Mrs.Overton had dismissed the class earlier than the email had said to (she despised everyone but Harry in his class period). The young, polite boy laid there with his eyes shut until he heard commotion fill the halls. He then pulled out his iPhone and told Liam and Niall to meet him in the lounge when they got out of first period.

"Harry! There you are!" A flirty voice calls. He looks up from his phone, his eyebrows furrowed.

Jess was followed by four other young girls, "I wanted to know if you'd come to a party at my house this weekend. I know it might be weird for a freshman to ask a junior but I just would really like to see you there!"

Harry looks at her confused. A party? Harry never goes to parties, only on special occasions. "Uh, is it gonna be just freshman?"

"Well I'm sure if you go I can convince other upperclassmen to come! The girls talk about you a lot," She smiles. Her friends giggle behind her, almost as if they are making fun of her effort.

"Sure," Harry gives a closed mouth smile.

"Wait so yes?" Jess gasp. Harry nods. She runs to her friends, who look equally as shocked, and they all jump up and down. Harry wondered why they were so happy.

"Hey, your from our choir class right?" He hears a familiar purr.

"Y-yeah!" Jess stutters. Harry looks up at her.

"If Harry's coming to that party of your count me in, and I'll bring some friends too if that's alright." Louis smirks.

"My parents will be out of town so it's totally alright," She beams.

Louis turns to face Harry and grins, "Count this as my RSVP."