Crossing Oceans

Chapter 7: Lunchtime

{A/N: I'm starting a bit of POV in a few chapters just to shake it up a bit. Thank you for reading and saving to your library! ilyall <3 }

Lunch time:

Harry could have kicked down the door of the dining hall at lunchtime just so he could get inside faster. With Nick following close behind, Harry led the way through the crowded cafeteria in search of Niall, Liam and Zayn, but most importantly, Louis Tomlinson. Hearing the sound of a familiar laugh, Harry turned to face the direction of the indoor grill and found a table full of burly athletes, or what Americans call "jocks".

"NICK! Nick I found them," Harry said excitedly as he dragged Nick from the utensil stand over to the table. As they approached the table of athletes, Niall looked up and waved them over.

"LADS!" Niall yelled with a clap on Nick's back that made him wince, "take a seat! I've saved you some!"

Harry and Nick smiled and politely sat down at the seats Niall indicated were for them.

"Now I know you know Liam and Zayn. This here is Andy, Liam's pal." Niall put his hand on a boy's shoulder who was sitting between Niall and Liam.

"Nice to meet you mate," Andy said and shook hands with Harry and Nick individually. Nick just smiled, mouth full of food, and continued to cut his steak.

"Pleasure is ours, Andy," Harry smiled weakly and turned to Zayn, who was very busy whispering in Liam's ear while Liam giggled like a schoolgirl.

"So... Zayn... have you, erm, have you seen Louis at all today? I mean, is he gonna eat with us? I mean, not that I care a lot either way I just mean..." Harry nervously rambled. Liam, Zayn and Niall all shared a look before Niall began to laugh.

"Well since you DON'T CARE, I guess I'll go sit over there then, yeah?" Louis smirked and began walking away to a table where a brunette boy with very red lips was waving him over. Harry blanched. Did he really just scare his angel away?

"Wait! Louis!" Harry called rather frantically. Louis stopped and turned around, smiling.

"Yes Curly?"

Harry self-consciously touched his hair and cleared his throat.

"I was only kidding you know! Of course I care... not too much just, you know, I don't want your feelings to be hurt because, you know..." Harry frowned. He literally could not stop going on and on when he talked to or about Louis. He didn't even notice that Louis had already came back and sat down opposite him at the table.

"Yeah sure I'll eat lunch with you freshmeat, that is, if you had any food." Louis gestured to the empty space in front of Harry. Harry blushed. Zayn and Liam were whispering furiously and Niall was flat-out laughing. Zayn spoke up.

"Yeah mate maybe you want some food? Time's almost up and then its off to next block."

"Yeah, Z is right." Liam smiled. "Want someone to come with you to get your food?" Harry nodded. Nick looked up immediately.

"I'll go!" Nick said and put down his fork. Louis chuckled.

"So eager! Finish your food poppet I got this," Louis chuckled and pushed his chair back to stand up. Nick glared.

"You don't even know what foods he likes!" Nick said challengingly. Louis stopped laughing and stood up, looming over Nick in a menacing way.

"It can't be hard, 'Grimmy'. I SAID, I got this." Louis's countenance changed immediately as he held out his hand to Harry.

"Sir, I would like to escort you to the food service lines, if I may." Harry smiled shyly, took his hand and stood up.

"Thank you Lou. I'd be honored." The two boys linked arms as Zayn and Liam 'aww'ed. Nick just rolled his eyes as the boys walked away.

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Louis and Harry came upon a long line for chicken parmesan and Louis snorted.

"I sure as hell don't wanna wait in this line. How about you sir?" Louis grabbed Harry's arm and led him to the front of the line. Many students muttered obscenities and called out the injustice of cutting in line but Louis laughed.

"UPPERCLASSMAN PRIVILEGE! DEAL WITH IT!" Louis chuckled and approached the counter.

"You take French, right Harry?" Louis asked quickly. Harry blinked.

"Erm... yes?" Harry responded confusedly. Louis smiled and turned back around.

"¡Hola Jaime! Ese muchacho es Harry y él quiere un poco de pollo por favor," Louis greeted the chef and ordered for Harry in Spanish. The chef smirked.

"Hola Louis. ¿Ese es tu nuevo novio, verdad?" Louis blushed as Chef Jaime handed him a plate of chicken.

"Yo prefiero si él será mucho más de un novio," Louis whispered and dragged a confused Harry away from the line. Harry tried to take his plate from Louis, but the shorter boy just moved the plate out of his reach.

"No no sir... I'm carrying it right now." Harry smiled at the kind gesture while he secretly freaked out inside.

He told Louis that he took French, which was true, but he didn't mention that he had taken Spanish in high school, therefore he had understood the conversation with Chef Jaime. Harry felt really sneaky, because he didn't think he was supposed to hear the part about Louis saying that he wants Harry to be "much more than a boyfriend."

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As the two boys approached the table, Liam, Zayn and Niall stopped their conversation and smiled as Louis and Harry sat down. Harry looked and saw that Nick wasn't seated anymore.

"Where's Grimmy?" He asked nervously. Nick was the one who remembered all of the room numbers for their classes that day. No way was Harry going to get lost on only his first day!

"He went to the bathroom and then he said he'll be going on to his next class." Liam stated blankly. Harry paled. Louis looked Harry over with concern.

"Are you okay mate? What is it? Are you sick?" Louis said and placed his hand on Harry's forehead. Harry couldn't help himself. His dream boy was touching his face! Harry smiled dopily and shook his head.

"No Louis I'm perfectly fine." Louis smiled back.

"Good. Now gimme your schedule."

Harry reached into his back and handed Louis his notebook with his schedule inside. As Louis opened the cover, a thin, brightly-colored pamphlet fell out. Louis smiled as he held it up.

"Well I see you're a doodler," he chuckled and pointed at the hearts drawn around the tan surfer's head. Harry went from pale to bright red in a matter of three seconds. Liam, Zayn and Niall laughed uncontrollably. Louis smirked and picked up Harry's schedule.

"Nice! You have 12:30 World History with me! I'll walk you there now that you're done." Louis stated and picked up Harry's plate and took it to the trash can. Harry smiled after him and Zayn put a hand on his arm.

"Lad, I haven't seen Louis this polite in a long time. Maybe ever!" Liam and Niall laughed at the joke.

"Whatever you're doing that's got him this smitten, keep doing it. He's my best mate and I want him to be happy okay? Can you make him happy for me?" Liam said seriously. Louis returned and held his hand out to Harry again.

"Ready Curly?" Harry smiled and took his hand.

"I'll try my best Liam!" Harry called back as he waved goodbye to the other boys. Niall, Liam and Zayn waved back.

"Try your best to do what?" Louis asked once they were out of earshot.

"Nothing," Harry smiled to himself and hooked arms with Louis as they walked to History class together.