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Harry's P.O.V
The very next day, I got up, did my morning routine and eventually walked to school.

Let me rephrase that, I tried to walk to school.

Louis, on the other hand, insisted that he drive us both. So, I gave in. After he continuously beeped his horn at me and drove alongside me until I finally got in.

"Set you on fire babe, then down came the lightning on me.."

He sings on the way there every morning.

Not that I'm complaining.

"New song?"
I almost cooed aloud when I startled him in the middle of the song.

"Erm, yeah.. do ya like it?"

"Love it."

"Well if it's Harry Styles approved then it must be good, yeah?" He pulled into his everyday parking spot and unbuckled us both.

"Of course, Lou."
Just as I was about to open my door, here he comes 'round the corner. I blushed as he took my hand and helped me out. "You're too kind."

"I get that a lot."

We both laughed and continued to walk inside.

"I really don't wanna be here today.."

"Me either, but hey, I'll be over later so don't miss me too much." Louis flashed me a wink and then squealed when I smacked his bum as he walked off.

"Hiya Harreh!"

"Horan, hi. How are you?"

"Who's the cutie with the booty?"

I don't know if I should laugh or ..

"I asked you a question, Niall. I expected an answer."

"I'm fine. Who's bootylicious?"

"Enough about his bum. He's mi- my best mate."

Smoother than a baby's bottom, Harold.

"Huh. So, what's his name?"

"Louis. Louis Tomlinson." The familiar voice was music to my ears. Niall stuck his hand out for him to shake, then Louis did the same.

"Nice to meet ya, is that seat taken?" Niall said with a wink as he shook Lou's hand.

"Oh for God's sake, Niall!" (Who else read it in Louis' voice?)

I've never been more embarrassed in my life. Louis, though, was obviously trying not to laugh.

"Well, no. Not yet anyway."

Niall if you continue to smirk at me I will throw you in the toaster you white piece of bread.

"Then I'll definitely keep that in mind. Bye Harry, Bye Louis."

I watched him walk away before saying anything, "That was Niall Horan. One of my mates, and by the way, I'm sorry for... his behavior."

"You sound like his mother. Honestly though, it's alright." He laughed.

"He wasn't wrong though."

"About what? My ass?"

"...Precisely."

Louis rolled his eyes, still amused.

"So.. uh, aren't you supposed to be in gym?" I sat down with him at an empty table in the library, looking around afterwards.

"All we're doing is walking. Coach said it's fine."

"Lucky. I wish I had gym and could cut class whenever."

"How come you don't? And just out of curiosity, what class are you supposed to be in?"

"I don't know? Maybe I can get my schedule changed and get into your gym class. Also, math. But I'm actually acing that class so she let me come in here to read." I said, holding up a random book I got off a shelf.

"That would be lovely." Louis said with a smile, "Could you tutor me? I kinda suck at it." he admitted sleepily, scratching at the back of his neck.

"I'd love to. Not sure if I would be much of any help but I mean... I could?"

"Thanks, you." Louis went in for a hug in which I returned.

He will actually be the death of me.

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LOVE YOU GOODBYE. LOUIS' HIGH NOTE. I S2G.













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