Parfait || l.s

02

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They stumble into the plain looking bathroom, Louis still holding Harrys' large hand from leading him through the compacted hallway.

"I hope you've memorize the way to get here, Harold." Louis says blandly, letting his hand fall to his side, not seeing the way Harry pouts at him.

"Nos mains cadrent si parfaitement ensemble (But our hands fit so perfectly together)." Harry states sadly, biting his lower lip and holds his own hand for comfort.

They hear a bang from inside one of the stalls, Louis watching as Liam emerges from the toilet with a face of disgust as he wipes something off of him.

"Liam!" Louis squeals, moving away from Harry and jumping into his boyfriends arms.

Liam is so shocked that he almost doesn't catch Louis. Almost. He stumbles, holding onto Louis waist before steadying himself, pushing his face into Louis' neck.

"Babe, you scared me." Liam chuckles, still not noticing the curly haired boy who is in front of him, watching them with hurt eyes.

"Sorry I didn't text you last night, I had to do last minute school shopping with my angry mum." Louis explains, smiling up at Liam.

"Je pensais que nous sortions ensemble (I thought we were dating)?" Harry speaks up, causing the couple to look back at him.

"Oh! Liam, this is Harry. The new student who is from France." Louis motions to Harry, smiling, making the green eyed boy blush.

"France you say?" Liam raises an eyebrow at Louis, who nods. "Salut. Ravi de faire votre connaissance. Je suis Liam (hi, nice to meet you. I'm Liam)."

Harrys' face is filled with shock, even more jealous of this Liam guy because he is bilingual while Harry over here only speaks French (and some English).

Instead of going off on him, Harry just clears his throat. "Je suis Harry (I'm Harry)." He holds his hand out for Liam to shake, giving him a challenging look.

Liam doesn't seem to notice the look on his face, only reaching for Harrys' hand and giving him a firm shake before pulling back and wrapping his arm around Louis waist.

"Es-tu Nouveau ici (are you new here)?" Liam asks while Louis face palms, slapping his chest.

Harry snorts, narrowing his eyes. "Évidemment, puisque Louis te l'a dit (obviously, since Louis told you)."

The bathroom becomes quiet, the awkward tension so thick that you wouldn't be able to cut it with a knife.

"Uhm, pipi Harry!" Louis shouts, suddenly remembering why they came here.

Harry just nods, pursing his lip and giving Liam one last glance before walking up to the urinal and pulling his skinny jeans down.

"Oh my." Louis gasps, watching Harry about to pull down his briefs until Liam covers his eyes with his hand.

"You will not watch other men pee, even if it's a kink for you - which I hope it's not." Liam whispers into his boyfriends ear, causing Louis to laugh loudly.

"Fini (finished)." Harry grumbles, walking over to the sink and washing his hands, watching the couple cuddle with each other —with a scowl—through the reflection of the mirror.

Louis knocks out of his daze from staring at Liam, looking over at Harry who is drying his hands with a paper towel.

"Right, we better get going." Louis smiles at Liam, hugging him once more before motioning Harry to follow him out the door.

"Au revoir, Harry (goodbye, Harry)!" Liam calls out, before the door shuts, not sensing that Harry practically hates him already.

Harry only grunts, not even bothering to bid a farewell to the brown eyed boy.

"We are late, shit." Louis whispers when they see that the hallway is already cleared, no trace of students anywhere.

"Je ne l'aime pas (I do not like him)." Harry frowns, pointing back to he bathroom where Liam was probably washing his hands.

"Let's go!" Louis frustratedly says, having no choice but to grab Harrys wrist and lead him down the halls while looking at his schedule in his other non-occupied hand.

"Okay," The blue eyed boy breathes out after running for a minute half way across the school. "You have math with Mr. Shoemier — what a rubbish subject." Louis notes.

"Je aime des maths (I love math)!" Harry gasps at the word, mouth turning into a wide grin.

Louis smiles at the sight of Harry, biting his lower lip slightly in adoration.

I mean, who doesn't find Harry adorable?

They keep walking for a while, until Louis stops in front of a class, motioning to it.

"Au revoir, Louis (goodbye, Louis)." Harry purrs, giggling and kissing Louis' cheek swiftly before entering the class, leaving the shorter boy stunned.

NOTE: harry is sooo cute ahhhh !!