Parfait || l.s

Prologue

First day of school and Louis is already being called into the office. What could he have possibly done in the span of fifteen minutes?

He enters the gloomy looking office, walking over to his dean and spotting a confused boy next to her.

"Hello? You need me?" Louis asks once he reaches them, talking a glance at the curly haired boy who is already drooling over him.

"Ah, yes, Mr. Tomlinson. I need you to show this young man around school today, and possibly for the rest of the week." Ms. Mana tells him, putting a hand on the boys back.

"Uh- okay," Louis agrees. "Hi, my names Louis. What's your name?" the blue eyed boy asks.

"Tu as de beaux yeux." The boy responds and Louis is a taken back.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Louis thought this guy was playing with him, that he was just making up random words to make a joke out of this.

"Et vos lèvres , oh mon dieu-" He gets cut off by Louis dean, who clearly sees the confusion in his eyes.

"He's a foreign exchanged student, Louis. He's from France . . ." She explains to him, looking around nervously.

Louis knows some French. But that's only because his boyfriend, Liam, speaks it well.

"Wait, why can't Liam do this? He speaks better French than I can." Louis looks back at the green eyed boy who is biting his lip and staring at him, running a hand through his hair.

"Mr. Payne has detention, didn't you know that?" She's shocked. She knows Louis and Liam are dating, she's the only one of the staff members who doesn't have a problem.

"Ugh, Liam." Louis groans and fixes his fringe, rolling his eyes at the thought of Liam doing something stupid again.

"Quel beau garçon." Harry whispers to himself, admiring the guy in front of him.

"At least tell me what his name is." Louis crosses his arms.

"Harry, his name is Harry Styles." Louis sees Harry perk up at his name, nodding with a giant grin on his face.

"Well, Harry, seems like i'm going to have a lot of fun today." Louis says sarcastically, knowing Harry can't understand him.

His dean ignores his statement and gives him Harrys' classes.

"Here, show him to his classes. Don't forget the bathroom because we don't want him peeing on the floor." Ms. Mana jokes and Louis cracks a smile.

"How will I know what he's saying?" Louis questions.

"You don't." Ms. Mana shrugs.

Louis sighs, closing his eyes and re-opening them. "Cmon, Harry."

"Attendez que je mets mes fedora sur ce garçon ." Harry slurs out as he walks towards Louis, letting him lead the way.

Once they walk out of the office, Ms. Mana takes a sip of her coffee, smiling because she understands everything Harry is saying about Louis.

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fook yeah

GUYS I DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT FRENCH SO THERE COULD BE A LOT OF ERRORS IN THIS BOOK

GOOGLE TRANSLATE CAN BE WRONG SOMETIMES