louis
"hey, lou!"
the small boy turned around at the sound of his name being called. he smiled when he saw that it was zayn.
he stopped walking and waited for the boy the catch up. "hey, z. what's up?" he said with a small smile.
zayn smiled widely. "well what do you know! you speak!" he joked.
louis giggled a bit. he gasped lightly when he felt a sharp pain on his side. his hand went to his hip instinctively which made zayn look at him worriedly.
"hey, are you okay?" he asked him. louis just meekly nodded.
"y-yeah," he lied. "i'm fine." he tried to smile at him.
zayn shook his head. "you're totally lying. now tell me what happened." he said with a stern look on his face.
louis took a sharp breath and shook his head. he couldn't tell zayn. things would just get worse, and he didn't want him to start anything with stan.
"zayn-"
"aye, malik!"
louis sighed in relief when he saw cara walking towards them. although he started to get nervous when he saw harry with her. zayn gave him a look before turning his attention to the girl.
"hey, cara, harry." he nodded his head at them.
harry smiled fondly at louis who was looking down to the floor shyly.
"he's a shy one." cara whispered in his ear, making him chuckle.
"harry, where's liam? doesn't he give you a ride?" zayn suddenly piped up.
"aww do you miss your boyfriend?" harry teased.
zayn scoffed. "he's not my boyfriend."
"yet." cara laughed loudly.
"you guys are delusional." zayn rolled his eyes.
harry dramatically gasped. "right in the heart!" he said, pretending to be hurt.
louis giggled loudly at the boy's antics.
harry perked up at the noise, smiling widely. he put a hand over his mouth trying to stop laughing, realizing they were all looking at him. he blushed and looked back to the floor.
"s-sorry." he stuttered.
and boy was harry whipped because fuck is he cute as hell.
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louis jumped when someone leaned against the lockers next to him. he sighed in relief when he saw it was harry.
"jesus, harry. y-you scared me." he mumbled.
"sorry bout that." harry laughed lightly. "i wanted to ask you something." he said getting more serious.
louis chuckled and shook his head as he closed his locker shut. he slipped on his backpack and turned to look at harry with a smile. "so," he began. "w-what'd you want to ask?" he cursed at himself for still stuttering around the lad.
"well, it's really two questions."
louis nodded. "okay. ask aw-away, curly."
harry grinned widely. "curly?"
louis flushed, realizing he said that out loud. "yeah, um, just popped into my head. i-if you don't want me to call you that j-just-"
"no!!" he said quickly. he cleared his throat, "i mean, no it's okay. i like it actually." he laughs nervously.
louis bit his lip to hide his smile. "okay." he giggled. "so again, what'd you want to ask?" he looked at him curiously. he smiler realizing he didn't stutter.
"right, uh i wanted to know if stan had bothered you today."
louis had honestly not even thought about him all day. well, except in the morning but that was about it. he shook his head, "no, not really." he shrugged.
harry looked relived and it made louis feel all warm inside. maybe he actually worried about the boy, no one ever really did that.
"okay, that's good." he nodded. "and i still wanted to ask you something else." he said quietly.
"which is?" louis said curiously.
harry took a deep breath. "well, i was wondering if you'd maybe," he groaned. this was harder than he thought it would be. "okay, i was wondering if you'd want to go out later tonight?"
louis' eyes widened. "uh, w-what?" he choked out.
"louis," harry said, frustrated with himself. "i'm asking you out on a date.""o-oh." louis played with his sleeves before looking up to harry. "i-i don't really think you'd want to go out on a da-date with m-me, harry." he whispered.
harry frowned. "of course i do. i wouldn't be asking you if i wasn't sure."
louis gripped onto his sleeves tightly. "n-no, you don't w-want to get involved with me. tr-trust me." he whispered. he started to walk away quickly.
harry followed after him. "louis, wait!"
he quickened his pace and didn't dare look back. harry ran right behind him before gripping onto his arm, turning him around. louis yelped in pain and stumbled back a bit.
he looked up at harry with wide eyes. "l-look, please just s-stay away from me okay? i c-can't hurt you too."
"hurt me? how would you hurt me?"
"there's always a possibility you'll get hurt when you're around me."
"i'll take that chance." he said confidentially.
louis sighed and shook his head. "i'm sorry." he mumbled before leaving quickly.
a/n
ok idek where this is going but yeh here's ch 3
pretty short sorry :/ i'll update soon and i promise it'll be better
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Fanfiction"why do you have these scars, princess?" "because," he whispers. "they're art." × in which louis makes art, in more ways than one & harry can't help but to fall for the blue eyed mystery. (lowercase intended)