One Direction Imagines

Hate To Love, Love To Truth (Louis Tomlinson)

Louis POV

Another boring computer class with another boring old Proffesor lecturing something about the history of computer, this lesson has been told over and over ever since the first year and we’re on our senior year. Are they trying to imprint this on our brain?

“Louis Tomlinson” I jerked up as Mrs. Welch called my name, looking over me with her eyebrows raised and her pointy nose directed towards me. I swear she looks like Pinocchio.

“I’m sorry what?” I asked, irritating the Proffesor with my immense boredom of her subject.

“Did you do your homework Tomlinson?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips and narrowing her eyes at me.

“Of course I did!” I defended even though I really didn’t.

“Alright, well give me a kind of virus that destroys the whole system on a bunch of computers that are connected together” she said

“Alright” I smiled, an idea coming up. I started typing on the school computer as I heard her asking what I was doing. After finishing the virus code, nude pictures of women and men popped up on all the screens, earning a round f laughter from the class.

“LOUIS TOMLINSON” I heard my Mrs. Welch’ voice. Well, that’s my cue to run.

I grabbed my textbook, not even bothering to put it in my backpack that I have worn almost immediately after I heard her monstrous voice. I sprinted out the computer room being and out the silent hallways as I was being chased by my crazy Proffesor.

I feel like I’m on high, running and turning at every sharp corner I see. It’s not like I haven’t done this before. In fact I always get in trouble, but I’m just in it for the fun of being chased unlike (Y/N).

“Ow” I gasped as I suddenly hit somebody who I realize now is (Y/N). Speaking of the devil aye? This is great. Just. Ugh.

“Tomlinson” she growled when she fell on her bum

“(Y/N)” I spit her name out of hatred towards her

“Tomlinson!” I hear Mrs. Welch shriek out once she was at the other end of the hallway we were at.

“(Y/N)!” Mr. Terkin shouted at the other end opposite Mrs. Welch. Great we’re cornered. Seeing that, Mr. Terkin’s face was red and he looks like he’s about to explode any minute, I’d say (Y/N) has sone something pretty messed up.

“Run!” we both looked at each other and both ran towards Mrs. Welch knowing that she won’t be able to hold us back since she’s old and her arms are soggy. Is that even the right description? Whatever.

“In here!” (Y/N) pulled my arm as she locked the door to what seems like the janitor’s closet. “Shh” She held her finger on her lips as I leaned on the wall to catch my breath.

We heard footsteps then heavy breathing outside the door. We heard their muffled voices then after what seemed like hours, we heard their footsteps walk away.

“Well, that went well” she sighed and crouched and fell on her knees to catch her breath.

“I could have gotten away by myself you know” I said as a matter of fact

“Right because you can run into a well and magically disappeared” she scoffed, rolling her eyes at me.

“I could have gotten away out.” I shot back. I actually didn’t know that we were head right through a dead end.

“I helped you. I think I deserve a thank you” she snickered

“Look, I didn’t ask you to help me and I clearly don’t need your help. I won’t be creating trouble if I couldn’t get out of them” I snapped at her “Bye Loser, See you in class” I huffed before hearing the bell ring signalling that the class was over and we’re off to the next class. Physics