I Would [Nouis AU] ~On Hold~

Chapter 3

“Who do you think you are, you little shit?” Harry growled, grabbing Louis by the collar and slamming the other boy against a wall.

 

His green eyes flared with the pent up rage he’d been keeping in since lunchtime. Who was this boy that he could just waltz into his turf? Harry’s day was pretty much ruined since lunch because of this loser.

 

“You better leave my boyfriend alone, or else,” Harry snarled, earning a whimper from Louis. And he let go, turning his back and walking away.

 

This should be enough, Harry thought. Enough to teach him to stay away from my Niall.

 

But he was so wrong.

***

“Where were you after school, Lou?” Liam asked, his brown eyes filled with concern. “I couldn’t find you anywhere!”

 

“I was..caught up with something,” Louis mumbled. No way was he telling Liam that he was threatened by the school’s most popular boy (and definitely the school’s biggest jerk-face) and that he was nearly beaten to pulp.

 

“Hmm. Well, we better start on our project.”

 

The two friends were at Liam’s house, just like any other day after school. They spent endless days in each other’s company, juggling between Louis’ house and Liam’s, and the occasional convention.

 

“Please tell me you brought your laptop with you.”

 

“Of course,” Louis said, looking absolutely scandalised. How date Liam even think that he wouldn’t bring his laptop around? It was practically his life, and he was pretty much married to it!

 

“Kay, good. Let’s see about that project now,” Liam said, pulling his laptop up.

 

“I got a feeling we aren’t actually gonna get anything done today,” Louis commented.

 

“What? With you toggling between google docs and WoW?”

 

“By ‘you’ I think you meant ‘us’,” Louis snarked back.

 

“‘Mnot denying any accusations here.”

 

Louis breathed out a an annoyed huff of breath. “I don’t understand why we’re still being made to take English as a course even though we speak the bloody language.”

 

“Clearly it’s because you’re crap at it. Well, we all are. I don’t see anyone in our class getting anything above a seventy for their commentaries last week.”

 

“True. Let’s try to focus on this commentary, yeah?”