"Do you want a kiss?" Harry asks. Louis looks at him in clear disgust and annoyance.
"Excuse me?" He inquires.
Harry smiles and pulls out a bag of chocolate kisses. "They're your favourite aren't they?"
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Harry won't stop looking at him and Louis doesn't know whether to make eye contact or completely ignore.
He goes for ignoring. Instead Louis leans down closer to his paper and scribbles the notes down quickly.
The room is quiet except for the sound of pencil scratching paper. His eyes are reading over the notes of the first world war when he heard a soft cough beside him. On instinct he looks up, Harry is standing in front of his desk. "Hi," he said.
Louis glanced around, then behind him. "Hello?"
"Harry, please take your seat," the teacher exclaimed from his desk.
Harry bluntly ignored him although he did look considerably ticked off now that the whole class was looking away from their notes and to him.
"I was wondering if-"
"Before you finish that sentence the answer is no." Louis interrupted, he started to continue with his notes.
"Oooooohhhhhh" was heard continuously around the room. Harry didn't bat an eyes, he merely closed his lips and looked at Louis in a new light.
"Mr. Styles sit down or you and your friend will face detention tonight,"
"Excuse me," Louis piped up, he looked away from harry and exclaimed, "We are not friends,"
The teacher looked anything but pleased, Harry did not look like he was sitting down any time soon.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Harry demanded.
"So because I'm not interested in scum like you there's something wrong with me?" Louis stated in clear anger.
"Well- sort of. Yeah." Harry exclaimed.
"Enough. Detention tonight. 16-17:00."
"But sir- I have practice tonight!" Louis shot up from his seat.
"Yeah sir, he's trying out for cheer!" two girls were quick to get by Louis' side.
Harry's eyes widened, the teacher only glared and warned if they didn't all take their seats within the next ten seconds they'd all face a weeks worth of Saturday detentions.
Louis sat down with a pout and the girls were quick to assure him that he could try out tomorrow, and that either way he was secured a spot on the team.
Harry went back to his seat, and towards the end of the hour he could sense someone glaring at him. he looked up and locked eyes with Louis.
Louis' glare was full of clear distaste, annoyance and slight hatred.
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It was 16:05 and no one except Louis was in the detention room. He nervously tapped his foot consistently on the edge of the desk in front of him. He didn't have any homework so he really had a whole hour to completely waste by doing nothing.
