No Regrets (A Larry Stylinson Student/Teacher Fic)

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

I woke up to find the blinding sun peeping its way in through the curtains. I sat up and remembered that Louis was here yesterday, I looked to my side to see some blankets folded neatly in a pile on the floor. I got out of bed and stretched to see white sleeves reaching my elbows, I looked down to find I was in a shirt that was baggy on me and certainly not mine. I tried to remember what Louis was wearing yesterday to remember this was his shirt, I knotted my eyebrows together wondering why I was in his shirt or how I even got in it. After a while I decided to shake it off and walked over to the window, opening the curtains. Louis' car had gone so I guess he had left earlier this morning, I sighed deeply and walked into the bathroom stripping down my clothing. I turned the shower on and got in to wash the morning feeling away, I stepped out before wrapping a towel around my waist and grabbing the clothes off the floor. I went back into myroom getting dressed into my black skinny jeans and my rolling stones top, I shoved some socks and shoes on before grabbing the shirt once again. I ran down the stairs and styled my hair after throwing the shirt onto the sofa, I wandered into the kitchen and found a piece of paper on the kitchen table. I picked it up and read it:

'Hey Harry,

Just gone to school so don't worry about me :) Got some food with Liam, well Mr Payne in your case so yeah see you in school :D (BTW you look cute when you're sleeping)

Love, Louis x'

I smiled and placed it into my pocket. Suddenly a loud knock came from the front door, so I walked over to it and pulled the door handle down to reveal Niall stood in black chinos with a plain white tee and jordands on his feet. I smiled and let him in,

"Just going to grab something to eat then we can set off." I said walking him into the living room, he went to sit on the shirt but I stopped him.

"What?"

"Don't sit on that shirt!" I snapped, he picked it up and began examining it before grinning.

"This isn't yours Haz, who's is it?" He replied, raising his eyebrows.

"Mine." I snatched it from his hands feeling my cheeks heat up.

"It's not because it has All Time Low stitched on the right side of it!" He spoke before laughing, I turned the shirt around so the back was facing Niall and the logo was no longer in show.

"Erm, Harry. When did you go to see them on tour?"

"Never, I don't even like them." My eyes widened when I realised what I had just said, alongside realising that Louis' top was a tour top and Niall was eyeing all the dates and arenas on the back.

"Haz, mate. I knew it wasn't yours anyway, Mr Tomlinson had it on yesterday. I saw him with it on!" I walked away and into the kitchen without saying another word. Niall soon joined me and started laughing before saying that Louis was my lover boy but I just ignored him, I had put the shirt down on the kitchen counter and was now on my way to school with Niall. Who was constantly harrassing me about Louis.

"Niall, stop now. He is not my lover boy or my fuck buddy, he just couldn't get out of the house because of Zayn's lot and he ended up staying the night. I will explain that later okay?" He smirked and nodded before walking away, I turned around to see Louis stood staring at me. I smiled and looked down at the ground, he smiled back and began walking closer to me.

"I want my shirt back Styles, see you tonight." He said before walking into the drama room, I gulped and turned to see Niall now staring at me.

"I want my shirt back Styles, see you tonight." He mocked, laughing so hard that he cried. I shook my head and began walking into the drama room, today was going to be a long day.

Louis' POV

I drove home and showered before driving to Harry's house, luckily Zayn and his friends had laid off trying to find out who Harry's 'mystery boy' was so I didn't have to be as careful. I locked my car up and jogged down his footpath to the front door, as soon as I knocked on the door was pulled open and Harry invited me inside.

"So where's my top then?" I asked, grinning.

"In my room." I frowned,

"So how did Niall know you had it?" He sighed,

"Because I brought it down with me then took it back up, I've not let it out of my sight."

"That's cute." I confessed. Harry looked down as his cheeks flushed red, I loved the effect my words had on him.

"So are you going to get it or what?" He laughed before racing out of the room, when he returned he dumped it on my lap and smiled.

"Your top smells good by the way." I tried not to react but his words made me smile, I felt my cheeks heat up so I hid my face in the top.

"Thanks, I don't like being smelly." He laugehd and an awkward silence fell in the room.

"So did you straighten things out with Niall?" I asked as Harry took a seat, he frowned.

"What do you mean?" I let out a little laugh,

"You know, the whole fuck buddy situation." His head dropped and he became very embarrassed.

"I can't believe you heard that. But yes I did, he's not convinced though." I giggled,

"If I was you I'd just trick him some more." He frowned at me once again,

"How?" I thought for a second.

"Well only you, me and Niall know this is my top. So if you wear it to school tomorrow he'll go mental whilst everybody else is normal." Harry smiled at the plan but soon stopped,

"But that's your top Louis." I shrugged and chucked it to him,

"It's yours on loan now." I winked and he smiled,

"Do you have any wristbands?" I asked, he nodded slowly.

"Yeah why?"

"Because I want to be in on this plan, give me your favourite one and I'll wear it tomorrow." He removed two blue bracelets from his wrist and chucked them over to me. I studied them carefully before sliding them on, it had the words 'Things I can' on one and  'Things I can't' on the other. I was curious to ask about them but decided not to,

"Well Harry, I'll see you tomorrow."

[Harry's POV wrote by BoomNouisFeels]

[Louis' POV wrote by 5secsoflouis]