You Are My Light {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter 2: Friendship Forged

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Harry regarded his lab partner before him, who had quickly dropped his gaze back to his pristine Chemistry notebook. Harry’s thick eyebrows furrowed at the apparent shyness Louis displayed, he didn’t imagine he, himself was intimidating. His eyebrows remained slightly raised, but he awkwardly turned back around in his seat to face the front.

“Yeah I know. I’m Louis.” Louis mumbled quietly, not raising his eyes from his book. Harry jumped a bit at the quiet voice, almost not able to hear him. He wondered why his voice was so quiet and so… fragile.

”Um.. Have we talked before?” Harry wondered, musing how he knew Harry’s name. Louis only nods quickly in response and raises his right hand against his cheek, his index and middle finger twined around his hair, effectively ending the conversation. The teacher re-entered the classroom and the class commenced. Another half-hour through the class, their chemistry teacher is dictating notes on Organic Chemistry.

”This topic involves the study of carbon-based compounds, except carbonates and hydrogen carbonates.” Harry’s attention had completely drained at this point, he was picturing the triple Music lesson he had after their break period, and longed for his guitar. He grumbled something to himself about the pointlessness of chemistry, then tried to refocus on the teacher’s lecture. He blanked out for what seemed like a split second as his attention finally sapped.

‘Shit.’ He thought, looking at the half page of notes Louis had already taken down. He muttered a quiet expletive to himself, and Louis jumped at the unexpected sound. Harry’s eyebrows raised at this. He considered what he was going to say before he did, not wanting to come across odd.

“Are- Are you okay mate?” He whispered, not wanting to draw the teacher’s attention. Louis looked to him for the first time since Harry had introduced himself and nodded. Harry scrutinised him for a moment, not being able to take in what he looked like properly until now. His dark brown hair fell in a fringe to his left side, which he constantly had push out of his eye. His lips formed an attractive bow; yet his lips were quite thin.

He had nice facial structure, a sharp jawline and high cheekbones, but he was so… slight. His school uniform clung to his body snugly, not too tight, yet not baggy. He was only a head or so smaller than Harry, but his body language told Harry he was ready to flee at the smallest noise, and Harry wondered why. He had the oddest urge to protect him from whatever he was afraid of.

His most striking feature was his deep blue eyes, which got deeper in the sun light. He noticed this when Louis turned to face Harry, and the sun from the window behind them shone straight into his eyes, allowing them to glow.

Louis quickly looked away, returning to his immaculate notes, which completely dictated all the notes the teacher had given them. A moment later a stricken teacher ran into their lab,

“Dr., there’s been a chemical spill in the next lab.” She said, her voice full of stress, without further instruction, Dr. Mulhern sped from the class. Harry took the time to pull his Iphone from his jean pocket.

He had a text from a girl in the year below, Stephanie, a friend of his sister’s who flirted with him constantly, despite Harry shooting down her advances. He opened the text and sighed.