What If.. Larry (Vampire + BoyxBoy )

Chapter Two.

how Jake looks like is in the media..

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     Harry was about to celebrate the end of his first day when he decided to check his schedule to make sure he didn't get one teacher's name wrong when he noticed the extra slot under his, supposedly last class. He gasped when he saw that the class starts in half an hour. He doesn't remember signing up for a night class, not in his first course. Harry was so pissed and angry over this mishap. He angrily started shoving his notebook and a pen in his backpack. Once he heard the door click open and saw how excited Liam was excited to start partying, he felt the guilt start to kick in. How could he not notice that class?

"Are you ready to partyyyy!!" Liam shouted.

Harry sighed and sat down on the edge of his bed. "I'm sorry Liam, I can't go. I just checked my schedule and saw that I have a class in-" Harry looked at his clock, "about 15 minutes to go there, find the class, and not fuck this one up," he looked at his lap when he finished the sentence.

"Shit man, you didn't sign up for that class. You can withdraw it though." Liam told him. "and if you feel bad about not going with me, you can always come after you finish your class. The bar won't close at 11 pm." Liam smiled is sympathy.

Harry nodded and said bye to Liam before he was on his way to the class building.

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  Harry didn't realize he needed to pee until he stepped foot inside the building where the class is held. Since he is a freshman, he barely knew his way to the bathroom; he has the blue signs to thank for getting him there before he peed his pants. Once he found the closest bathroom, he wasted no time in rushing inside the bathroom. He noticed a guy,  with a really hot back, standing by the sinks. Harry didn't have time to look more carefully before he was speed walking to the first stall he saw.

After he was done with doing his business, he got out and pouted as soon as he noticed the bathroom is empty. He sighed sadly and started rinsing his hands. He was wiping his hands when his eyes fell on his wrist watch, he gasped when he noticed that he was five minutes late already. He cursed and started sprinting to where he thought his class would be at.

He, thankfully, found the class and without thinking much, he barged in. He felt the heat of a blush creep up his neck and to his cheeks after seeing that the whole class was staring at him, there wasn't a lot of people in the class but still. He apologized when the professor scolded him over his tardiness.

He awkwardly started shuffling to a seat in the middle. The professor started calling the students not long after he sat. Once the names reached the end, the professor called a guy named Louis. At first, Harry didn't pay attention but when the professor asked the student to sit at the front he decided to look. And his eyes winded a bit, the guy or Louis looked really hot but his all black clothes made Harry tilt his head a bit. Harry would understand it if someone was wearing all black since it's the trend nowadays, but it made Harry bite the inside of his cheek.

He watched as Louis sat in the chair one row behind Harry, it made Harry furrow his eyebrows in confusion since the row he was in was almost empty; only him and a guy one chair away from him.

Harry shrugged and tried to pay attention to the professor after he handed the papers to the class. It wasn't long when the guy beside him started talking.
"God, this guy is so slow." He whispered.
Harry had to agree on that.
"Yeah, I'm so close to falling asleep," Harry said.

The guy chuckled at that. They were quite for a minute when the guy switched seats and sat beside Harry. He introduced himself as Jake and how he's studying to become a lawyer but he took this class because he always loved art, and his parents were against him majoring in a "lousy excuse of a major". Harry low key hates the people who find Art and books a none helpful major, it's basically studying life. How to lie, how to catch a lie, how to write a book, how to know the truth, and how to see the world in a different perspective. The list can go on forever, for god's sake no one knows who invented the Internet but you know damn well who Shakespeare is and even when most of the people don't like his work and find it boring, they still know who he is hundred years after his death. So, no, majoring in anything art or literature related is an eye opening experience and will help you in the long run. Jake was surprised by the end of Harry's speech and asked Harry what's his major and he wasn't surprised when Harry said that he's majoring in Literature.

The thing is, Harry could feel eyes burning into the back of his skull the whole time. He was sure who they belonged to since no one was behind him but Louis, he kinda found it a bit hot how he can't take his eyes off of him. But Harry will never admit that out loud.

After the end of the lecture, he exchanged numbers with Jake. He turned to see if Louis was still there but found his table empty, he was a little surprised at how did Louis leave without Harry noticing it. He noticed something else, he forgot his course paper and his notebook. Harry smirked at the opportunity to start a conversation with Louis. He just hopes that it won't go bad, but then again how can it go bad? Harry shook his head and took the items. He respected Louis' privacy and decided to not open his notebook even if he found out, somehow, that it was empty.

He checked his phone and saw that Liam sent him a text with the address of the club he's in. Harry suddenly felt too tired to be around a crowd and alcohol so he sent a text saying that he's too tired and would make it up to him another time. Harry doesn't know if he should be glad that this class is only two days a week or sad that it's two days a week.

Harry walked slowly around the empty halls and through the empty campus. Once he reached his dorm, he sighed in relief. He smiled faintly at seeing his bed waiting for him to just cuddle into it and fall asleep. Which he did, after brushing his teeth, washing his face, and putting the eye cream that his sister gave him as a joke once but he never stopped putting it, it's for the dark circles around his eyes, they were so bad three years ago and he doesn't want them to come back anytime soon. He finally reunited with his bed, a few minutes later, and a lot of thoughts about Louis, he fell asleep.

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Things will officially start next chapter. Be ready, Louis might be a bit of an asshole.