Personal Happiness Companion ¬ Larry

Chapter Ten

Before Drake and I part ways, he tells me that I won't have to do any schoolwork yet. Can't do work without materials. I actually don't even have to be on campus today. The principal told me I could start later on this week once I got school supplies, but nope!

I want to start senior year with Harry as soon as possible.

I say bye to Drake, thanking him again for his hard work, and I sprint on to my first class.

Chemistry with Harry!

I get to the class quickly, it being just at the end of the hall near the stairs. I knock on the door, my hand shaking somewhat in nervousness. The teacher peers through the window on the door, and she looks at me with annoyance and slight confusion.

Yeah, she's probably not so thrilled to see me again. Hahaha.

The grumpy teacher, most likely in her mid 30s, hesitantly opens the door for me. I beam at her just to irk her nerves.

"Hi, I'm Louis Tomlinson, your new student." I tell her with a grin, handing her my schedule to confirm that I am indeed in her class.

She takes my schedule, scans over it, and gives it back to me before opening the door wider. I walk in, my eyes searching for Harry immediately. I spot him sitting in the back of the classroom with an empty desk slid close to his. I grin at him as I walk to the back of the class. As I walk, the whole class has their eyes on me, not even paying attention to what the teacher is saying.

Someone wolf whistles at me, and the teacher shouts, "Class! Stop acting as if you've never seen a new student in your life! Pay attention when I'm teaching!"

I chuckle to myself at how upset the teacher is getting. It's just a little bit funny, to be honest.

I'm nothing special.

I don't understand how I'm so distracting to nearly the entire class.

I sit down next to Harry at the desk he had saved for me, and I smirk at him, my eyes never leaving his.

"Hey, beautiful." I whisper for his ears only. Harry blushes and rolls his eyes fondly.

"You know, when you keep saying something aimlessly it loses its meaning." Harry tells me softly, turning away from me to take the notes that the teacher just put up. I stare at him, enjoying his side profile so much.

"Not in this case." I reply back, confident with my answer. "It will never lose it's meaning because you will never stop being beautiful..." I tell him sincerely, my voice smooth and loving.

Harry freezes before slowly turning his head toward me. I raise an eyebrow expectantly and give Harry a challenging smile. He can't fight me on this.

"Louis..." Harry says, at a loss for words, and the teacher loses it.

Oops.

I guess we weren't speaking as low as we thought we were?

"Since you all are so fixated on our new student, why don't we have an introduction?!" she shouts, throwing her hands up in the air. "Please tell your fans about yourself, Mr. Tomlinson!" yells the teacher, Ms. Murray, eyeing me wildly.

I look around the room before hesitantly getting up. This teacher has anger issues...

Harry's P.O.V.

As Louis walks to the front of the room, his head held high, Daniel throws a crumpled piece of paper at me. I turn to him and frown.

Why does Daniel always find the need to harass me?

I unfold the crumpled ball, but I don't read it yet. I want to pay attention to Louis.

"Hey, everyone." Louis says confidently, and the class says hey back happily.

Louis is popular already, huh. I hope be won't start to abandon me...

"Snap out of it, Harry. Louis would never." I think to myself in reassurance.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson. I'm 17 and my birthday is in December. It's October now, so don't forget to buy me a gift." Louis says, joking with the class.

Everyone chuckles a bit, smiles forming on their lips. Ms. Murray just rolls her eyes a bit. I laugh to myself at that.

"Anyway, I've been homeschooled ever since I was little, so I'm actually rather excited to finally be in public school." Louis speaks, and a girl shoots her hand up in the air.

What does she think this is, an interview?

"Uhm, yes?" Louis asks her with a laugh, his eyebrows scrunched slightly.

The girl, Melodie, puts her hand down and speaks up. "Why were you homeschooled for so long?"

Louis shifts uncomfortably just a little, but answers his question anyway. "Both of my parents died when I was little, and the only person I had left close to me was my brother Drake. He was old enough to be my guardian, and he jumped at the opportunity. He decided to homeschool me, and I'm rather glad he did, he's quite knowledgeable." Louis reveals, the class listening intently.

Then out of nowhere Daniel asks a question. "So what brings you to high school now? Pretty scandalous that you've been homeschooled your entire life, and now suddenly you decide to appear in public school."

Everything goes quiet, Louis and I sharing a look.

Is he planning on telling them...?

Something tells me to look down and read the note Daniel had thrown at me, so I do. My heart beat accelerates.

'I know Louis' secret, and I if I tell it, I'm sure it'll ruin both of you. Xx'