Secretly Stripping {larry stylinson}

Chapter 3

Harry's Point Of View

I was about to make another huge mistake and kiss Louis Tomlinson, a student who fell asleep during my 2 hour lecture, but the lad pushed me back and ran away without saying a word. How odd, one minute he was teasing me and the second he was acting the total opposite. Uni students am I right? That boy must have taken the wrong drugs, well whatever illegal substance he's on I surely need to get some for myself.

I ran my hand through my unruly curls and soon hissed in pain when I untangled a knot on my locks. I never really put much effort into styling my hair, there were even days when I went to work with bed hair. I don't understand what's so special about my curls, honestly I've thought about shaving it and go bald. I chuckled as I envisioned myself without hair, I shook the image away as I flickered off the lights and walked out of the classroom. I made my way through the crowded hallway, by pushing obnoxious teens out of the way, and went to parking lot where my car is. As I was about to get in the vehicle, out of the corner of my eye I saw Louis running hastily. I watched him until he entered a tall building- I'm guessing a dormitory. I shook my head and blinked a few times before entering my car and drove out of the parking lot.

I arrived at my flat 30 minutes later and threw my bag on the dark hardwood floor and kicked my shoes off, not caring where it would land. I wandered off into the living room and Liam is sitting down on the sofa playing Fifa on his Xbox One. I share my flat with Liam, we went to same high school and college together. Liam teaches history at the same Uni I teach at. You see we both wanted to become teachers and now here we are regretting our decisions.

"Hey Liam", I began, "how's your day?" Liam paused the game and turned his head around to look at me. He smiled, "Hi mate, t'was alright." He paused but continued, "sorry how long have you been standing there?" I sat on the leather sofa beside Liam and replied, "not too long."

"Can I play?" I asked.

"Sure mate, 'ere you go." Liam handed me my controller and we started playing.

About almost 3 hours of playing Fifa my eyes were red and It fucking hurts to even blink. I didn't care though because today is Friday, that means no school tomorrow. Seconds later Liam jumped off his seat and yelled; "VICTORY IS MY MINE." I rolled my eyes at him, In the past 3 hours Liam kept losing and this is his first win against my team. I couldn't blame him for being childish about it. Once he finally got over it he calmed himself and sat back down. "Wait I'll grab some water." I said and got up to get some.

I came back with two water bottles in my hand, I handed one to Liam. "Thanks, anyways how was literature?" He asked. "Believe me when I say It's full of hormonal teens shouting; "Mr.Styles are down for netflix and chill?" , I mean honestly I'm not a hit and run type of guy." I said, I took a sip from my water. "Of course your'e not", Liam said sarcastically before sending me a quick smirk. "C'mon Liam that was ages ago, I believe that I am now a changed man." I defended. "Whatever you say Harold."

"By the way there's this lad in my class that I find intriguing." I say as I stood up from the couch.

"Yeah what's he called?"

"Louis Tomlinson." I replied.

"Hmm well cheers to you mate, anyways I'm gonna' go to bed I've got an appointment early tomorrow." He informed. "G'night Harry." He says before going inside his bedroom. I waddled to my room as well and stripped all my clothes off and dove into bed.

The next day I was awaken by a buzz on my iPhone. I took a quick glance at my digital clock- 11:36 a.m. I groggily picked up the device, swiped the screen and read the message.

From: Unknown

Niall where are you? It's freezing cold out here, hurry up.

I knitted my eyebrows together while re-reading the text. Another text arrived.

From: Unknown

My appointment is in 10 minutes. I'm leaving without you.

Okay what the hell. Whoever this person is clearly they've got the wrong number, but I've heard the name Niall before- in fact he's my literature class. I decided to reply back.

To: Unknown

Hey It's Niall I accidentally deleted all my contact info. Who is this?

Time to discover who this fucker is.

From: Unknown
Are you serious? It's Louis mate, now get your ass up here before I leave without you.

Oh dear me, I think I may have stumbled upon the end of the rainbow- 'cause jackpot. There's no mistake that this is Louis Tomlinson, well it would be nice to mess around with him on a Saturday morning. I sat up from my bed and went to bathroom and took a quick shower. What don't judge me, I just want to get rid of the dirt on my body.

I stepped out of the now steamy bathroom and retrieved my phone, there's 2 new messages.

From: Louis
Niall I'm leaving.

From: Louis
I left.

Why is this such a big deal for him? Is he and Niall dating? I replied back.

To: Louis
Sorry love but this isn't Niall. I was just messin' around with ya' to know who you were.

From: Louis
You bastard, who is this then?

I chuckled at his choice of words. It's like I'm at college again, texting random people and afterwards I- no I'm not going back that memory lane. I inhaled deeply before replying back.

To: Louis
It's Harry Styles.

Ohhhhh hello lovelies! Okay I left you on a bit of a cliff hanger, but I hoped you liked it :D. Vote and comment.