In His Arms (A larry stylinson fanfic) AU

Chapter 8: heartbeats harder

A/N: thank you soooooooooooo much to:

@AngieOrlowski

@MyNameIsNotAlex

You guys are sweet and guessed the song!

Ily!

This chapter things will pick up... Hmm...

MAINLY /ALL LOUIS POV TO MAKE UP FOR HIS LACK OF POVs LATELY

ILY

LOUIS POV

~~~~~~~~~. ( 2 weeks later.)

The first day of school was 3 months ago.

The first time I met Harry.

The first time I realized he was special.

Harry and I were talking a while ago, and we decided that that day would be our anniversary.... Of finally finding each other.

I burst into smiles as I looked in my mirror, double checking my outfit.

Dark red skinny jeans, black TOMS, white shirt and black suspenders.

My feathery hair was flipped over to the side, sticking out of Harry's grey beanie.

I looked down at what I was holding in my hands. It was a box, and inside was a Creme colored beanie.

And just like how I got his number, I had slipped a piece of paper inside the hat that read:

Will you go to Homecoming with me? Xx Your Loubear <3

I put it in my backpack, and Ran out the door.

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Once again I was in class before Harry.

Damn him.

He moves slower than he talks sometimes I swear.

He finally walked through the door, walking awfully close to whom I know as "the class slut."

Was he flirting with her?

She giggled as he pushed her hair behind her ear, and walked away.

Jealousy burned in my stomach.

You have a BOYFRIEND HAZ!

He walked over and shot me his millionaire smile.

"What's going on Lou?"

"Thinking about you."

I sneered at him.

He looked confused.

"You need me to clarify? It seemed like you were getting really close to that girl. But do I have to remind you that you're taken? And you play for a different team so to speak. And he's sitting.right.here."

My fists clenched as I glared into Harry's eyes.

"I'm doing that for the image! I hate doing it but I have to."

His voice got quiet.

"Well it sure looks like you were enjoying it."

I sneered.

"Lou don't be mad. I just couldn't-"

He started to speak but I cut him off.

"Just save it Harry. Talk to me at the end of the day."

He shushed up and we were quiet for the whole period.

I glanced over at him, and saw hurt in his eyes.