He's my Angel (Larry Stylinson)

6

Harry pov

"Wake up you British asshole!" Niall yells hitting me with a pillow.

"I'm up now leave me alone." I groan.

"You start school today! Get the fuck up!!" Niall yells louder and repeatedly hits me with his pillow.

I grab Niall's feet making him fall and I climb on top if him.

"I'm awake. Now leave me alone. I love you, but your fucking annoying in the mornings." I state, crawling off of him.

I extend my hand to help him up.

" You love me..." Niall says making a retarded face.

" I feel special!" He said slapping his cheeks.

I roll my eyes and shoo him out. I jump in the shower, wash, rinse, get out, and dry off.

I quickly put on a shirt, some skinny jeans, and a hoodie. And head to the kitchen.

Niall is at the table eating cereal.

I grab a bowl and pour cereal in it. I open the fridge to get milk.

" Seriously? We're out if milk!" I angrily shout.

"Swory." Niall says with a mouth full of food. I sigh and grab a banana.

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Louis pov.

My 'friends' follow me all over the halls. It's creepy. When I spot Zayn I tell them to leave me alone.

" Hey Zee " I ask.

" Vas happenin'?" He asks.

"I met this guy Friday and he's super cool." I partly lie.

" What's he like?" Zayn asks.

I look down. "He's nice and he's funny. And he's one of those people you can text for like ever and never get tired." I say.

"Hey! What'd I tell you? stay away from my girl! I'm gonna fucking kill you." Michael yells, holding a fist to the same blonde boy.

Michael's fist was coming down when a tall brunette stops him.

Zayn and I move closer so we can see. But I'm so fucking short it doesn't even matter!

" I don't think you wanna do that." he says in a familiar accent.

" Oh yea? Why not? whatcha gonna do about it?" Michael threatens.

" Well I can take this up with the principle, and have you expelled. Or I can take it up with the police as physical abuse. Or my 7 years of kick boxing can take it up with you. Your choice." He says, crossing his arms.

That made me think of Harry. He took 7 years of kick boxing.

Anyways...

Michael instantly let go of the boy and bolted in the other direction.

" Thank you Haz!" The blonde boy says to the brunette hugging him.

I attempt to shove through a flood of people.

" What's going on?" I ask Zayn. He shrugs. And before I could get a good look at the brunette, the bell rings, and the ocean if students run to their homerooms.

I shrug it off and Zayn and I walk to class.

"I heard our class is getting a new student" Zayn says, griping his books tight. " Oh really? Thats cool. " I say pretending to care. "I know you dont care, you have that look." Zayn says elbowing me in the stomach.

We both laugh and sit down in our seats.