Chapter 2

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Louis POV

"AND IF YOU EVER TOUCH ME EVER AGAIN, YOU WILL GET MUCH WORSE THAN THIS!" I scream at the nerd as I punch him in the gut. That what that fag gets for touching Louis! Now, don't me wrong, I am a nice person, I just don't like people disrespecting me! That guy grabbed my ass!!

I walk away from the nerd and catch up with my best friend, Zayn, on the way to the cafeteria. We walk in and all eyes are on us. You could say that we are popular. Actually no, that is a understatement! Everybody respects us and we are not to bad with the ladies! To bad we both are gay.

But nobody know that! If they did, they would just treat us like they treat the other gays here, like crap. So we keep out sexuality a secret and use each other for our own benefits when we want. You could say that we are friends with benefits. We do fuck a lot and stuff, but there is no feelings. We also have this tradition every Friday. Every Friday, our favorite nude magazine comes out with a new issue, so we go to a drug store and pick it up. Then we go back to our place, yes we live together, and have an a amazing wank session. Its our typical Friday night. 

"Hey Zayn, we still on for tonight?" I ask him as we sit down at out table.

"Of course, its tradition!" He tells me in a posh tone. I laugh at his attempt. 

"So, who do you will be in the next - Holy mother of god........" Zayn trails off staring at something be hide me. I turn around to see what has got him in such a daze. I was not prepared for the amount of sexiness I had my eyes on.

In the door of the cafeteria were three boys. One was tall and well built. He had brown hair in a  buzz cute and these cute brown puppy eyes. The next one had blond hair, but you could tell he dyed it because you can see his brown roots, up in a quiff. He was smaller and had a huge grin on his face, showing off his white teeth. The next boy was the one that made me stop and stare. He was tall, very tall. And he had a mob of brown curls that looked like sex hair. His torso was never ending and his legs were lean and beautiful! I trailed my stare up to his eyes and we made eye contact. I swear I could not breathe. My blue eyes met his piercing green eyes and the world stopped. He was perfect.

They walked over to a empty table and sat down. I think almost all the cafeteria was talking about them by now. I say the popular girl's table all giggling and looking over at them trying to get there attention, but they looked like they didn't even notice.

"Who are they?" I ask Zayn once I recover.

"I don't know, but I think the blond one was looking at me!" Zayn giggled. Yes, Zayn just giggled over a guy.

"They look kinda familiar. I just can't remember, but I think I have seen them before." I tell Zayn while searching my brain for the answer.

"What ever man, lets go. We have math." I stand up with him and walk to our lockers. I see that the three angels have the lockers on the other side of the hallway from us. 

"Perfect view." I mumble.

"Your telling me." I think Zayn practically drools when the blond bends over to pick up a book he dropped.

"Dude, your forming a pool in the hallway!." I tease. I walk away form him and into our math class. I sit down at Zayn and mine usual table. I see Ms. Flack writing stuff down on the board in front for our lesson. Zayn trails into the classroom a couple seconds later.

"You ok?" I ask him. He seems a little flustered. 

"Yeah-um-yeah-haha- I'm' good." He stutters.

"What happend? You are a little flusted and your cheeks are bright red." 

"Well, after you left, I was walking to our classroom, when Blondie walked into me and I dropped my books and he picked them up for me. HealsotoldmethatIhadniceeyesandhehasacuteirishaccent!" He tells me really fast.

"OMG! Really?" I ask him understanding all that he said. So Blondie is Irish.

"Alright class, we have some new students! They have been home schooled all their life so be nice. Would you come up and introduce yourself boys?" Ms. Flack says with a sickling smile. I didn't even notice that all three of them were in our class. They go up to the front and brown eyes was the first to speck.

"I'm Liam Payne." Wow, he sounds important. Next is Blondie.

"Hello! My name is Niall Horan." Zayn was right, he is Irish. Then it was Mr. Perfect Curly Pants. What? I though it was a good name for him!

"Hey. I'm Styles, Harry Styles." He give a cheeky wink. Holy Mother of Jesus I about almost came in my pants. His voice is so deep and sexy, like him! They all go back to there seats, which I notice is righ in front of us.

"So class, we are going to be learning about Polynomials and you will be designing a water park with a partner. Before you get all excited about working with your friends, I have your partners assigned." I groan. I don't want to work with anybody but Zayn. He is the only one who is as smart as me. As Ms. Flack calls out some names and their partners, I zone out until I hear Zayn's name.

"Malik and Horan." 

"Yes!" Zayn whisper yells.

"Lucky mate! Go get some." I tell him as he scurries off to find his partner. I wait for my  name to be called. I hope I don't get Harry because I don't think I could spend 3 minutes with him without jumping him. I hear my name.

"Tomlinson and Styles."

Shit......

~~ Authors Note~~

ANOTHER CHAPTER!!!!!!!!! YAYYYY!!!!! I FEEL SUCCESSFULLY!! 

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