taming mr.tomlinson [larry stylinson] ✔️

27.

Harry's new motorcycle didn't come in until two more weeks passed, so he had to have Liam take him to work the following morning, which was a negative impact on Liam's part because the man usually went to work later on in the day--being the gym teacher had it's perks--so Harry was really grateful to have a friend like him.

When he got into the school building, he smiled brightly at every person that walked past, but it faltered when they turned their heads and began to laugh, which was not something that they usually did. His cheeks turned bright red as he walked a bit more quicker down the hallway to his classroom, feeling embarrassed as the laughing somehow managed to get louder. It was all so weird--it made Harry feel like he was back in high school.

Before he could even reach his room, Principal Plowser appeared by his side and grabbed onto Harry's arm, looking from left to right before whispering: "My office, right now."

Harry swallowed thickly as he followed the older man, wondering what the hell he could have possibly done in the span of three minutes that would get him in trouble with his boss. Principal Plowser looked frustrated, his face flushed and his hands clenched to form fists, so Harry began to itch his arm in fear that he would be getting fired. God, he couldn't handle being fired.

Stepping inside of Principal Plowser's office, Harry shut the door behind him and watched as the man walked over to his desk and picked up a stack of papers, which showed Harry at the bar the night of homecoming with two drinks in his hand and a lethargic smile. Underneath the picture was a caption that said DON'T MAKE THE MISTAKE OF DRINKING. Harry gasped and marched over to him, snatching one of the papers off of the stacks, which were just more copies of the same one, and crumpled it up in his hand.

"What is this?" Harry inquired lividly, throwing the crumpled up paper into the garbage can next to the desk, feeling anger bubbling up inside of him as he thought about the last time this happened. Did Louis do this? What happened to their truce? "Where did you get these?"

"They were hanging up in the hallway this morning. I had to get at least ten teachers to help me take them down because there were so many. We tried to do it before all of the students came inside, but it was too late. Listen, it won't be that much of a big deal since we can pass it off as what happened last time, but you need to focus on not making yourself an easy target." Principal Plowser explained, tossing the rest of the papers into the garbage with his teeth gritted; resembling a very stressed out old man. "Do you have any idea who could have done this? Maybe one of your friends who thought it would be a 'funny' joke?"

The scary thing is, Harry is so inflamed that he has a very strong desire to punch a hole in a wall--just because he didn't have enough guts to punch a real person and let what he was feeling out--because he knows that Louis is behind this. "I have an idea of who it could be. Thank you, Plowster." Then he was leaving the office, storming down the hall while at the same time being too invested in the task at hand to take notice of some students saying 'hello' to him.

As he's speed walking, Luke appears by his side with a charitable smile on his face, amused at the fact that Harry didn't even bother to glance his way. "Woah, someone sure is angry. Who pissed in your mouth this morning? Wait, you're not into that stuff. I mean, neither am I, but it made a good expression."

"I am going to kill Louis."

"Yikes," whispered Luke hilariously, crossing his arms over his chest as he began to walk backwards while looking Harry into his eye. "What could he have possibly done to make the K-word come out of your mouth?"

"There were pictures of me this morning in the hallway and I was drunk in them. Can you believe he would do this to me? I thought that we were having a good run! I thought that we would leave all the pranks and embarrassment in the past, but he decides to do this. I'm so infuriated, Luke." Harry expounded, unmindful of the way Luke was smirking maliciously, but his face changed into sympathy when Harry looked his way with thwarted green eyes. "That's why I'm going to confront him about it right now and ask why he did it."