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Louis stood there wide-eyed. The world seemed to have stopped spinning. He couldn't process anything. His mind was blank and fuzzy like a tv that had no service. He just stared at himself in the school bathroom mirror but he wasn't even looking.
He liked Harry.
Holy shit.
HE LIKED HARRY.
Most people would be like "ok who cares I like this person maybe they like me back whoop" but no Louis was a different person. He had different hobbies, different...interests.
He always was scared of love a bit. That's why he was the way he was. He could have free range to any guy and no strings attached. Now Louis didn't have string, he had a rope. More like a metal chain....
Louis stayed in the bathroom the whole class period contemplating his life and how things got to this no longer caring if he got in trouble. When did he even start liking Harry? How was Harry different from all the other guys?
Louis didn't know but it kind of annoyed him. He wanted to know how Harry was the one person, out of many, to keep Louis's interest. It was a mystery.
When Louis heard the loud obnoxious ringgg he walked out of the bathroom. By this time his face looked normal and he had applied another coat of mascara and a little bit of tinted lip balm. In that time, Louis had decided he needed to talk to Harry. Like really talk, and this time he wouldn't let Harry walk away.
Louis was walking to his locker when he passed Harry who didn't even acknowledge or look at him. Louis didn't notice though because all he could think about was
God Harry's arms are so muscular
Why must his shirt be so damn tight?!
His hair looks extra curly today
His lips are cherry pink, more than my lip balm
His eyes are really pretty
He has a scratch on his arm I hope he's ok
Louis now noticed these things because he finally realized he liked Harry. To him, harry was now a walking God. Louis couldn't stop thinking about how handsome and hot Harry looked. He noticed girls staring at Harry in the hall and he felt anger and jealousy bubble in his tummy.
He frowned and stomped to his locker grabbing his books so furiously he almost made everything drop onto the floor. He slammed his locker closed and made his way to math. He sped up into a jog once he realized he had the same class with Harry in it.
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"Now class, remember we have a test over the quadratic formula tomorrow so study my notes on my teacher webpage!! Now recite the actual formula." Mrs.Loke said to the class.
"X= opposite of b plus and minus the square root of b minus..." The class droned on following the teachers instructions as Louis just stared dreamily at the back of a curly haired boy's head. Louis never noticed how much he really did like Harry. Now he knows, a lot.
The class was dismissed and Louis hurriedly got up to catch up to Harry but he was held back.
"Oh Louis!!" The teacher called.
"Yes Mrs. Loke?" He asked in his sugar sweet voice he uses with adults and people he wants to impress.
"Come here sweetie" she beckoned him over.
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⋆//Good Boys//⋆||L.S.
Fanfiction//Good boys are bad boys that haven't been caught// ;Based off the 5 Second of Summer song Good Girls; "He's a good boy" "He's daddy's favorite" "He's a straight-A student" "I swear he lives in that library" //but in the back of the room, where nobo...
