The Kiss (Larry Stylinson AU) Punk!Louis

Chapter 3 ~ Confusing Thoughts

Chapter 3 ~ Confusing Thoughts

**Harry's POV**

So, the kiss meant nothing to him? Well, okay. I could play this game with him because that sure as hell wasn't a kiss you experienced every day.

I walked out of the classroom and headed towards my locker as fast as possible with Niall by my side. If there was someone I didn't want to see right now, it was Louis. I knew he would probably only beat me up like he always did when he caught sight of me, and I was not exactly in the mood for that.

Once we were at my locker, Niall turned to me. "Dude, you really have to gain some confidence around Louis. He treats you like you're some part of his game," he told me.

I nodded my head with a sigh, biting my lip. I knew I had to be more confident around him, but it was hard. If you were constantly bullied by someone, how could you possibly stand up to them? It wasn't weird to get weak when your bully was around. "I know, Niall, but it's not as easy as it sounds. I wish I could stand up to him, but I find it really hard."

He sighed, giving me a sympathetic look. "I'll help you, yeah? I promise you'll be the most confident guy at this school once I'm finished with you," he smiled, patting me on the shoulder.

"Yeah, you can always hope," I muttered under my breath. I was thankful he wanted to help me, though. I could definitely use it.

"Sorry, mate, I didn't get that," Niall said.

"Nothing," I mumbled and opened my locker. I shoved my English books into it and grabbed the ones I needed for Civics instead.

"Aren't you mad at him, though?" Niall asked once I had shut my locker and turned back around to him.

I pulled my eyebrows together. "What do you mean?"

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Wait, you mean you don't remember that he was the reason Sarah broke up with you?"

Oh, that. How come that thought had kind of slipped my mind? Obviously, I was devastated that she had broken up with me, but it wasn't like I didn't understand her. If she had kissed a girl, I would probably have broken up with her too. I couldn't blame it all on Louis either because if I didn't kiss him back, she probably wouldn't have broken up with me.

Hang on for a second... Was I defending Louis? Nope, I definitely wasn't. "Of course I do. It just... it kind of slipped my mind?" I grimaced.

Niall burst out laughing. "Man, you've got it bad," he chuckled, slapping a hand against his thigh.

"What do you mean?" I frowned, looking at him in confusion.

"You have feelings for him, don't ya?" he said, still laughing while looking at me.

The crease deepened between my eyebrows. I didn't have feelings for him. How did he even come across that possibility? "Of course I don't! Where the hell did you get that from?" I snapped, feeling anger well up within me all of a sudden.

He raised his hands in surrender, shaking his head while trying to stop laughing. "I'm sorry, but you're acting like you do."

"I do not!" I hissed, turning on my heel to stomp away from him.

I was boiling with anger now. How could he even say those words? I wasn't gay. I had no feelings for Louis whatsoever. Sure, that kiss was one of the best kisses I ever had, but that was obviously only because he was a great kisser, nothing more, nothing less. Letting out a frustrated groan, I ran my hand over my face.

"Oh, babe, easy there," I heard someone chuckle slightly.

I snapped my head to my right only to see Louis pressed against a locker by some girl I didn't know. He was smiling at her cheekily, his hands wrapped around her waist while she was very close to his face, her hands squeezing his ass.