"I hope all of you are starting your projects, I was a young lad once too, so I know a lot of you will let all these to the last minute, but this is an exclusive university level course, and you're supposed to be smart, so don't let me down" Mr. Owen began the class
He then started explaining how to create a villain for a story, but back in the classroom, some of the boys were whispering about Louis, who surprisingly wasn't there yet.
"What happened if he had an accident?" Harry whispered to Niall
"No, Mr. Owen would've informed you, maybe he just decided not to come"
"That can't be, I once heard him say this was his most important subject" Harry continued "What if it was for me?" he said lowering his voice even more
"Don't be egocentric, he doesn't care about you that much" Niall informs him
Harry just says "oh" and goes back to the class.
Mr. Owen continues talking about construction of characters, why being evil shouldn't mean they're bad characters, how this sometimes are more important than the main character, because their minds work different.
"If we start talking about psychology, the antagonist shouldn't be someone dumb, your stories aren't Scooby Doo, were villains were fools with masks. This time, the only mask you can put on them is the one of their past, most of them have a rough past, you should be able to get your character, feel sorry for him, sympathize with his actions, even though these may seem extreme, because it's in the writers mind to build a backstory that will make the viewer cry"
While he said all of this, Harry couldn't stop thinking about Louis, he kept staring at his empty seat, it looked too empty, he missed his mean comments, his funny reactions, and most importantly his reaction to his leopard print jacket.
"You think he really isn't coming today?" a concerned Harry ask one sleepy Niall
"Uh... no, I don't know, why do you care?" the blonde answer
"Because of the project, we haven't advanced much" Harry says doubtful
"Then tell Mr. Owen to give you his phone number or mail"
"You're a genius" Harry grins
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The class is about to finish, everyone is working in pairs doing a little one character monologue. Harry's working with Niall because Louis didn't arrive, there were barely 20 minutes left.
"Remember to have this ready for next class, we are going to read them out loud" Mr. Owen announces while walking through the class eyeing some of the works.
Suddenly, the door opens and Louis enters, he apparently run all the way over here, because he is sweaty and his hair is extremely messy.
The whole class stares at him for a while, he looks exhausted.
"You've never seen a tired man or are you all horny idiots?" Louis asks out loud, almost out of breath
"Man? More like child" Zayn tells the class, and everyone laughs a little
"What were you saying? Not everyone here speaks terrorist" Louis mocks Zayn's accent, although he doesn't really have a strong one
"Hold me Liam, or I am going to destroy this imbecile!" a furious Zayn threats Louis
"It's in his blood, destruction, murder, don't leave him near any bridge or building" Louis continues
"You're the fucking worst Tomlinson, you know how stupid you sound right now?" Liam defends the fuming Zayn "He is a British citizen just like you and me, you have no right of mocking his origins or his culture"
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Advanced Script for Pros (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionA simple assignment introduces Harry Styles to the world of Louis Tomlinson, the only boy in the class that apparently doesn't like anyone but himself. Louis has to work with the fairytale king that is Harry to create the script of a lifetime. But c...