College life (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter two

Louis' POV

Harry's drawings are cute. Not as cute as him though. I think I kinda have a crush on him, but although this is true, I can't tell him about my past, I-I just can't, not in college anyway, maybe later, I don't know. But, he keeps on asking me why I faze out. I can't help it, I just do, but it scares me, 'cause this is the times I remember my past, which I so dreadfully want to cover up and forget about. Luckily, my horrible thoughts were interrupted by the end of school bell.

"Right class, pack away your things and hand in your work on my desk please." The teacher told everyone. There was a large scurry as people were hurrying to tidy up so they could leave the building. I hand in my completed poster and wait for Harry to join me at the door of the classroom. We head down towards our lockers. I unlock mine and empty my bag of my books, all except my geography and notebooks and Harry does the same. Once we are sorted and we locked our lockers once more, we head towards the main entrance but are stopped in our tracks by the headmaster, umm... Mr Cowell...I think he's called.

"So Louis? How was your first day?" He asks me.

"Fine thanks sir."

"Good. Have you made any friends yet?"

"Yes sir. Harry here is one of them." I said as Harry smiled at the headmaster, showing off his cute dimples once more.

"Ah, Harry. And I bet you've made friends with the others aswell. Niall, Liam, Zach?"

"You mean Zayn sir." Harry corrected him. I held back a laugh, but I knew it wouldn't be for long.

"Oh, yes sorry. Zayn. I get names mixed up sometimes. Well, Harry is a good lad. He will look after you, won't you Harry?"

"Yes sir." Harry said, then saluted like he was in the army or something.

The headmaster walked back in the direction we came from and we continued outside. I couldn't keep the giggles in any longer, neither could Harry and we just start to laugh, not hysterically but still.

"So, you and Mr Cowell seem to get along?" I question Harry.

"Yeah, he's nice. Not too strict but not too...umm...the opposite of strict."

"Nice?"

"Kind of."

We walk out of the college gates and walk down the road which leads into town.

"You as hungry as I am?" Harry asks.

"Uh, if you are so hungry that you feel like Niall, then yes!" I say jokingly, and the laughter starts again.

Further down the road, we come to town. We walk through some streets, which to be honest, are all new to me. I have only been here in Holmes Chapel for about a week, I don't know it well yet. I haven't had chance to go into town either. So, I keep my eyes on Harry as we wander the busy streets until we reach the end of one of them. My fear became reality and I found myself lost, in the middle of a really busy street, with no Harry!

"Harry?" I call out.

No answer. I start to panic as I look around for the tall curly haired lad, but I couldn't see him anywhere. My breathing becomes un-even and I scan everywhere for him. Then I notice someone down the street looking around him. I sigh as I realise it was Harry, I run towards him and I call his name. He turns around so he's facing me. When I reach him, he pulls me into a tight hug and buries his face in my hair. He pulls back and looks me in the eyes.

"I thought I lost you." He said.  

"You did, but then you found me." I say back. A smile playing at the corners of his mouth.