Secretly Stripping {larry stylinson}

Chapter 1

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Louis Tomlinson is your ordinary 19 year old university student. He has everything a basic normal guy would have; a girlfriend, a small dormitory, and a black 2010 corolla. He's grateful for what he has and he lives his life however he pleases.

Currently Louis is at his literature class sitting at the middle of the third row. He blew a piece of strand from his hair that tends to fall down in between his eyes. He continued to blow the strand of hair until finally he gave up and ran his hand upward through his quiff. Louis sighed knowing that it will be another one of his prof's boring lecture about how literature was formed and who discovered it. Same shit every time and it's driving Louis insane.

The seats were finally filled with obnoxious students and it didn't take long for an old chubby man to walk in the door, distress displayed on his face. The old man faced the class and started shushing them before speaking. "Good morning class I have a big announcement, so will you all please settle down. As you all have taken a notice of, I am very old and weak and some of you may find my class dull and lifeless. That's because I am no longer in state of teaching, In other words I am going to retire. I have already found a replacement to take my spot and hopefully he will do better than me. Mr. Styles you may come in now." The man gestured to the door signalling someone to come in. A tall lean man with curly brown chestnut locks came in the door and stood in front of the class. All eyes were on him including Louis'.

"Hello my name is Mr. Styles and starting today I will be your new literature professor." Mr. Styles smiled and immediately a dent on each side of his cheeks were now visible and Louis couldn't help but stare at them.

"Goodbye class it was a pleasure teaching you all." The chubby old man waved at the class and waddled out the door leaving the class in awkward silence.

"Um, so hi." Mr. Styles scanned his eyes throughout the class- taking a good look of the people who will soon fail this course.

Everyone was silent until a blonde girl raised her hand up giggling. "Yes you?" Mr.Styles pointed at her. "How old are you and are you single?" The blonde bimbo had an annoying high pitched voice that made Louis' ear bleed.

The curly haired man raised his eyebrow due to her ill-mannered question, but he answered it anyways. "M'sorry love I'm afraid that I'm way too old for your liking and yes I am indeed single." With that almost half of the class hopelessly moaned and rolled their eyes and the other half was all psyched knowing that their new prof is single- despite the age gap.

"Hey Louis whatcha think 'bout him?" Niall nudged Louis' side. "Niall first of all, I have a girlfriend and second this man is like 10 years older than me, and third I'm not interested in old men." Louis scoffed which made the blonde lad frown. "Whatever ya' say mate."

The class is now filled with chatter and snickering. The girls sitting behind Louis is gossiping about Mr.Styles' muscular figure and how it would be easy to get an A after school. Louis was simply disgusted.

An hour later Mr. Styles dismissed the class and Louis couldn't be more happy. As Louis walked out of the 'hell hole' his phone buzzed and he swiftly took it out of his pocket and answered it- without even looking at the caller Id.

"Hello Lou." And just with those two words Louis already knew who it was.

"Hi love, how was class?"

"It was fine, yours?" Louis knew that she sounded awfully exhausted, but still managed to check up on him. "Yeah same, actually we have a new prof now and-" Louis was caught off guard and ran into someone. "Sorry mate." He looked up to see a pale person with eye-liner rimmed around his eyes like bags. The person, who Louis assumed was a goth, just groaned and walked away.

"Louis?" The other line called. "Yeah sorry I accidentally bumped into someone, what were you saying?"

"Nothing important. Anyway I have to get to History class. See you later. Love you." It was obvious that she was trying to sound enthusiastic. "Okay. Love you too." Louis replied before tucking his phone back in his pocket and went straight to his dormitory.

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The room was a bit cold which made Louis' toes curl up inside the duvet. It was the middle of November anyways, the weather is starting to drop more and more. Louis' dormitory is inside campus boundary, meaning he doesn't have to use the bus every morning- that was a plus. He also doesn't have a dorm buddy and Louis was pleased about that. He was used to the Uni lifestyle considering that he's been living in a small room for 2 years now. He was fortunate that they had given him a room with a bathroom connected to it and with that he doesn't have to use the uni-sex bathroom down the hall.

Moments later there was a loud knock on Louis' door. The lad groaned and got off of his bed and towards the door. As soon as he opened the door a tall figure leaped on him and instantly their lips connected. Louis is now pinned on the floor underneath a person. Louis widened his eyes and pushed the man away, he stood up and regained his balance. The man who is currently on the floor is barking out laughter hysterically.

"Zayn? What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" Louis grabbed the water bottle on his desk and drank from it, hoping to wash away Zayn's saliva. "*laughter* You should have seen- *laughter*- the look on your face. Man that shit was gold." Zayn wiped his eyes and got up the floor before sitting on Louis' bed. "I could get you arrested for that." Louis rolled his eyes. "Chill out mate. It's not like we've never kissed before. Nothing you've never tasted right?" Zayn winked. Louis sat down beside Zayn defeated.

"Did you take your meds yet?" Zayn asked.

"Nope."

"That's why."

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UMfff okay what did you think about the ending? Ha why do you think Louis takes medication? Anyways I hope you liked it! Vote and comment! :D