Harry is a freshman in university he, by mistake, choose a night class but was too lazy to withdraw it. And after a few days in the class, his eyes fell on a boy that always sat in the back; wearing all black. Harry wanted to get to know him, and Ha...
Louis' outfit.. Oh, and listen to Adaptation by the weeknd.
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Louis was Dreading the next day. He's starting to contemplate attending his night class but, he really likes the subject and as he said before, it does remind him of his best friend. The real question here is will he be able to look at someone as beautiful and good smelling like Harry for the span of three and a half months?
And to top it off, Louis is so confused by the quick and sudden attraction towards Harry. Louis wanted to badly blame it on lust or even blood lust but the thing he really can't get out of his mind is the way he flushed when he realized that the whole class was staring at him, or the way he was talking excitedly with that guy. Louis has never felt such thing toward someone he never even talked to.
He sighed as he made his way to his first lecture; shaking off any thoughts including Harry.
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Louis was hungry. He was hungry and he doesn't have enough time because his dumb ass had to talk to the professor till he forgot that he has half an hour to his next class. And by then, he remembered when he had 2 minutes before the professor was supposed to come. To make matters worse, Harry was sitting in front of Louis and trying to sneak glances at him.
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(Harry's outfit and hair length in the story.) Now, Louis doesn't really mind the fact that Harry might be interested in him even if it was in a bad way. Like, the way Louis is starting to sweat when it's nearing 10c outside. (I don't know how the Fscale works so..)
Louis is trying his hardest in avoiding any possible eye contact with Harry because he knows that once Harry looks into his eyes he'll know what Louis is. The thing with Louis' type of vampires is that his eyes don't become red when he's hungry or wanting to eat, no, they become bright blue it's basically his original eye color but heightened. The whole thing with types of vampires is a long story. The short version of it is that there are two types, one being the pureblood who were born vampires and the second being the one who were turned later. The pure blood usually hate the ones who were turned but, that was back in the medieval times some decided to grow up from it and others didn't want to get rid of it. Louis will not be going into the whole fiasco of how or why the whole hate started when they were responsible for the turned ones.
Louis sighed, he thought he did it quietly but, apparently not. Because the next thing he knows is Harry turning around to face him, and Louis being himself, looked back at him. He didn't realize the huge mistake he did once he saw the shock and surprise written all over Harry's face. He silently cursed himself because he knew, deep down, that it was too late.
"Um, a-are you okay?" Harry asked.
Louis took that as his chance to look somewhere else and thought maybe Harry would stop talking to him or even consider him rude for not replying to him. He tensed when his ears picked on Harry taking a deep breath.
