The Impossible - Larry Stylinson

Prologue

Hi, uhm, I'm Rosalie :D And this is my first story on Wattpad, so be nice! And yes, it's Larry Stylinson. I love their bromance so much, but do realize I don't mean any harm with this fanfic. I know they very well may not be together, and gay for each other, blah, blah, blah... But like I said, I love their BROmance. So, no hate please, it's highly unnecessary (:

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Title: The Impossible - Larry Stylinson

Pairing: Louis + Harry = Larry ;3

Plot: One drunken mistake. At least, that's what most would call it. But what happens when a twist of fate, and a pinch of destiny comes knocking on Harry's door? 

"Hello, class. My name is Louis Tomlinson, but, of course, you'll be referring me to Mr. Tomlinson and I'll be your new Music Appreciation teacher. I hope we have a fantastic year together," Louis beamed brightly. Harry's head snapped up, he sputtered out the water he had attempted to gulp down, and went into a coughing fit, his eyes wide in mock horror as he heard the all too familiar name, and voice. Shining emerald met striking cerulean. Now, it was Louis' turn to look horrified.

How can he possibly teach the same class he was in?! He can't do this! Should he transfer maybe? No, it was only one night, it meant nothing.

Or so he thought....

"Shit," Harry muttered a curse under his breath. Because fuck, this was the last thing he had expected! 

So now, you must be wondering why the pair are acting the way they did. Well, let's just say they have met before. And they are acquainted, familiar with each other. At a party. At the down-town local bar to be exact. Cocomo's. Drinks, and shots were taken, music was pumping, grinding, and wrestling tongues were more than prominent. And well.... you could guess what happened next. Mr. Tomlinson got thrown against the wall by a horny Harry Styles. And Louis got the "D" as some like to call it. Literally, he took him, right there. In the middle of the club. Well, it was a dark corner, but still. Not that anyone else noticed. They were too busy doing all the same. If only Louis had stopped him, because no one could have predicted the pain, and heartbreak the boy with the curly brown locks will cause him...

But wait, isn't this boy a little young to be a teacher?! It looks like he should still be in school himself! 

And what does all of this mean? It's not like Harry can just avoid him, he's his teacher for Christ's sake! So, he ignored him. Completely shut him out. He had to, it was the right thing to do. He can't have a relationship with his teacher, that's crazy! Now that would be wrong. But there's a nagging feeling that Harry can't seem to ignore any longer. Now Harry just has one question; what is it?

Louis, on the other hand, was broken. Completely, and utterly shattered inside. Because how can Harry do this? Saying it hurt would be an understatement. He would slap on his most fake, convincing smile he could muster at school, of course. But the minute he stepped foot into his flat, he would eat tubs of ice-cream at a time, watch romance movies, and let the pain of another day of rejection take its course. He didn't care if he sounded like a drama-queen with a silly school-girl crush.

Louis knew he had fallen for the tattooed, and pierced boy desperately. He was... different. But he didn't seem to give a fuck about what Louis had given him. Yes, Louis had given up his virginity to the emerald eyed boy. At a club across town. Not exactly what he pictured to be his first time, but he didn't care. It was so special to him. And what happened? Harry practically spat on him.

Will Harry admit his feelings, let Louis in, and take the chance of fighting for the one he loves? Or will he let society and fear get the best of him?

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Well, there it is. The prologue! Yay! The start of my first fanfic! So, what did you think? Vote, and give me feedback if you would like me to update more! ^_^

Thanks for reading, and don't forget to fan!

Love you guys;

--Rosalie x