Harry pov.
"Harry why don't you take a seat next to Mr. Tomlinson." said Mr. Thicke.
I didn't realize it till now, but Mr. Thicke looks like a petifile.
I nod and slowly walk to the empty seat next to Louis.
As I make me way over to him, all the cheerleaders start drooling.
Some start fanning them self and one even falls over in her seat.
"Wa-AH!" She squeaked, falling on her back/but.
Guys in the back of the class laugh, and some of the girls freak out, and help her up.
I roll my eyes and sit next to Louis. You could tell he was trying hard not to look at me.
Witch hurt my feelings. But I tried to shrug it off and payed attention to the lesson.
But I couldn't. He's so handsome.
I stare at his arm. So many tattoos. They're interesting.
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He's my Angel (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionLouis is a popular but self harms himself. He's been through more than people think. And has done things he regrets. Harry is a normal lad. He lives with his best friend Niall Horan. And he's a protector. One day Harry and Louis meet in the bathroom...
