Hatred + Sex = Love (AU/Larry Stylinson)

Bastard #1 Meets Bastard #2

A/N: I reuploaded this because I didn't want it to be rated R lol! So if you have read this and voted please do so again! It would mean a lot.

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Chapter 1: Bastard #1 Meets Bastard #2

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Harry Styles walked through the doors with a disgusting smirk on his face. At least that was how Louis Tomlinson would have described that smile that was on his face. Louis noticed the curly-haired bastard walk through the doors and his blood froze. What the fuck was Harry Styles doing here? Why was he in the same room as Louis? Why did he have to walk into Louis' life all ove again?

"Lewis!" Niall Horan screamed across the hall as he ran towards his short friend. 

"Neil, why are you so loud at eight in the morning?" Louis groaned ripping his gaze away from the curly-haired boy who was looking down at the people as if he already owned the place.

"Look what I did!" Niall continued to shout ignoring the feathery-haired boys groan and shoving his wrist under Louis' nose.

Louis blinked a few times trying to focus on the Irish boy's pale skin. On the wrist a small black leaf scarred the once pale skin. It was simple, yet it almost looked like it was floating on his wrist. Louis looked up at the blond boy and quirked his eyebrow up.

"Did my baby Neil get a tattoo?" Louis smirked. 

"Yeah, and I ain't your baby. If I were my father I think I might consider going off and living with apes." Niall rolled his eyes. 

The boys had a strong friendship. No one would dare to call Louis, Lewis. Every time that happened Louis would have them pinned against the wall and begin to throughly explain how the fucking "S" at the end of his name was silent. Niall always had a good laugh when this happened. But Niall always laughed when it came to Louis so that wasn't anything different. 

"You're all grown up." Louis smiled ignoring Niall's crude comment about not wanting him as a father. 

Louis himself had his own set of ink. He had many tattoos covering his legs, his chest, and his arms. Louis didn't like his tattoos and that was probably the fault of a certain curly-haired boy that so happened to recently walk through the front doors. Louis searched again for Harry Styles and he almost growled at the smirk that was still plastered on the bastards face.

He already looked like he owned the place. The little shit had it so easy. Louis wasn't going to let him though. Louis Tomlinson was the one that made the girls swoon along with the guys. Even though Louis didn't pay much attention to the girls while he was sober that didn't stop them from wanting to get with him on a daily basis. Louis was a bastard really, but that's what attracted everybody to him. He was short and sweet and to the point...well sweet was pushing it but he did have his good moments. 

Harry Styles noticed Louis the moment he walked in. He noticed the way Louis' eyes were glued to his figure. He acted like he didn't notice him. He didn't know it was going to come flooding back to him. He thought that everything was better now. But there was that stupid squeezing in his chest and Harry hated it. He looked around and noticed how everyone's eyes were on him. He liked the feeling of being watched, he liked the feeling of having power over the place and probably have the students didn't even know his name. 

"Louis, look! Isn't that the new kid?" Harry heard an odd Irish accent ask.

Harry looked up and saw a blond, blue-eyed boy looking at him and he smiled. Harry decided that he might as well have fun teasing Louis, that was the reason he came here in the first place. Right?

"I'm Harry Styles." Harry smirks avoiding Louis' gaze as he held out his hand for Niall.

"I'm Niall Horan and this is Louis Tomlinson. You're the new kid right?" Niall smiled enthusiastically.

"Yup."

"Wanna see my new tattoo?" Niall laughed shoving his newly inked wrist in front of Harry's nose.

Harry laughed, he liked the boys personality. He heard Louis mumble something along the lines of "it's a stupid leaf". Harry cleared his throat and decided to mess with Louis Tomlinson a little more. He lifted up his shirt so that the new butterfly tattoo he got the other day could be seen on the upper portion of his stomach.

"I just another one the other day! Pretty damn cool, don't you think?"

"Holy fuck! Didn't that hurt?" Niall exclaimed enthusiastically, poking at Harry's stomach experimentally.

"Not really, I got used to the needle really. After getting twenty plus tattoos you get used to it.

The clock began chiming signifying that it was now eight in the morning and teh halls began slowly clearing out. 

"Do you know how to get to your next class?" Niall decided he wanted to spend more time with the butterfly boy.

Louis stiffened. He didn't want to be around Harry any longer. He didn't like the closeness. It had been three years. Three fucking years, but Louis wasn't prepared to forget, even if he wanted to he couldn't.

"I think I can find my way." Harry wasn't ready to walk around with Louis. Teasing him like this would be good enough for now. 

"It was really nice meeting you Niall. You too Louis Tomlinson." Harry looked straight at Louis and it was almost an unspoken agreement that they would act like strangers. 

"Likewise." Louis' cool voice finally spoke up looking straight into Harry's eyes.

The trio stood there awkwardly for a while but then Louis decided he might as well just leave. He waved, mostly at Niall, and turned his heal and walked away from them avoiding any backwards glances that were tempting him. He wasn't going to look back. Louis was going to forget about Harry fucking Styles no matter how hard it was going to be.

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A/N: I reposted this please spread it...I hope you enjoyed it. Love Me xx Lulu Payne~