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

Chapter Ten ~ The new boy

Harry's p.o.v.

"Goodmorning guys!" Louis started his class. My cheeks were still burning red from all the questions Niall asked. He was sitting beside me, smirking at me. He just enjoyed seeing me like this, the little fucker. Suddenly the principal walked into the classroom, bringing a boy with him. I was immediately interested, wondering if he could be my friend. I didn't assume he would be, you could see it all around him. He was a popular type of guy. A fanatic sportsguy. He was extremely good-looking as well, of course. Some people just have it all. His dark black hair was styled up in a quiff, his hazel eyes sparkling with enthusiasm and joy. His appearance just screamed that he was a badboy. His lightly coloured skin made his eyes stand out even more. His mouth was formed into a huge cheeky grin. His leather jacket, white shirt and black pants made his look complete. The new boy was a popular one, and he wouldn't fail to get any girls here. He's cute, but not my type. I'll never leave Louis for a guy like this. Of course I didn't know if he would be nice or not. I shrugged to myself, better find out then. I looked over to my left, just in time to see Niall close his mouth after he had been staring at the new arrival with his mouth practially touching his table. I chuckled a bit, which caused Niall to turn to me. He quickly turned away his gaze again when he noticed I was watching and I saw his cheeks flushing a bright red colour. I chuckled again. "Hey Niall, you like this boy quite a lot, don't you?" I whispered in his ear, smirking. He gasped and stared at me with a surprised look on his face. "N-no, I-I don't-t" he managed to get out. "Hahaha, sure! You need to see that look on your face, it'll convince yourself!" I laughed out loud, earning angry glares from my classmates. I calmed my laughter when I saw the new arrival was about to speak. "Hi, I'm Zayn Malik. I'm 18 years old, love listening to music and.. I'm gay" he smirked, watching the reactions of both the boys and the girls in the class. The girls all had sad looks on their faces, frustrated to know they wouldn't get some from this boy. I smiled, he actually would fit in our little group, he wasn't afraid to let everybody know who he was. I looked at my left again, watching Niall as his face once again began to turn a bright red colour. I chuckled again, the affect he has on this cute boy, it was amazing. Zayn began walking towards us, as I noticed the only empty chair left was next to Niall. I mentally did a victory dance to celebrate destiny. Zayn plopped down on his chair, waving at me and Niall. I waved back, grinning. Niall only managed to give a small smile, his face still red. Zayn seemed to notice that, looking at his smile growing bigger. This is going to be an interesting day, I thought to myself.