Diet Mountain Dew (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 2

The boy gripping Louis' arm was devastatingly beautiful. He had the greenest eyes Louis had ever seen in all his sixteen years and smooth, milky cream skin dotted with beauty marks and a head of wild, untamed chocolate curls that could give all those panteen models a run for their money. Louis was absolutely positive that he was staring like a lovestruck puppy and one look on Harry's face confirmed his theory. 

Harry smirked down at him, revealing a set of dimples that made Louis preen inside. Oh God! 

Even though Louis didn't know Harry and wasn't sure if he was actually as scary as Niall made him out to be, he sure looked the part. 

His tight, white v-neck showed of his sleeve tattoos and his chest which was inked with swirling balck tattoos and symbols. He had a piercing in his left eyebrow and small, black ear-stretchers. Louis looked at the rather large, and muscular hand attached to him and couldn't help but squirm a bit.

"So," Harry purred, "What's your name, babe?"

Louis couldn't find his voice. He could only stare at the handsome boy in front of him.

"Answer me, love. I'm not what you would call patient," Harry said after a moment, a commanding tone to his voice.

"Uh, L-Louis Tomlinson," Louis stuttered out, mentally smacking himself in the face for acting so stupidly in front Harry. 

"Louis, hmmm. Suits you," Harry said,  causing the smaller lad to blush, a rosy red like that of a ripe apple. 

"Well Louis, babe, you'll be hanging with me from now on. No questions. Now hurry up and get your stuff. You're already late for second period," Harry said making Louis snap out of his trance.

Oh shit!  Louis mentally cursed himself for getting distracted by Harry and quickly grabbed his books, shoving them into his bag. He looked at the time table and saw that he had History next. Louis groaned. He didn't even know where the freaking class was! Then he remembered that Harry was there with him. 

"Um, H-harry?" Louis said timidly.

"Yes, love?" Harry quirked an eyebrow.

"Um, can you- can you show me where History with," he glanced down at the schedule, "with Mrs. Cooper is?"

"It looks like we have more than one class together then," Harry said flashing a grin that made Louis melt. It was one of those grins that frightened yet drew Louis in at the same time. One of those grin that said, "I'll eat you alive but I bet you'd enjoy it". 

Harry then stood up and Louis followed suit. That was when he realised just how tall  Harry was. He was over a foot taller than Louis. Louis had no time to ogle at the man, it didn't feel right to refer to Harry as boy, for Harry grabbed Louis' bag and his own and slung his arm over the small boy's shoulder and led him out of the classroom. If you asked Louis, he'd straight up deny that he was blushing like a bride on her wedding day.  

They arrived at the classroom to see a pudgy woman of average height with mouse brown hair handing out papers. 

"Nice of you to finally join us, Harry," she said with a sigh then noticed Louis. "Oh! Who might we have here?"

"Eh, Louis Tomlinson," Louis said, trying to ignore the gazes he and Harry were receiving from the class. 

"Louis Tomlinson. Okay, Mr. Tomlinson, since it's your first day I won't give you detention but I'm not letting you off a second time. Take your seats now," she said, handing both Louis and Harry a set of handouts. Harry, with his arm still slung safely over Louis' shoulder, led him to the back of the claa but there was only one seat. Harry motioned for Louis to sit down and turned to the pasty boy sitting in the desk beside the one Louis now occupied. 

"Up," Harry said simply and the boy almost tripped over his own feet in a rush to get out of the seat. Harry then plopped himself down beside Louis and handed Louis his bag. 

The rest of the morning sessions passed like that. Harry escorted Louis to all his classes and made sure they sat together in the classes that they shared. By the time lunch rolled around, Louis had gotten used to the stares from his new school mates and, even though he didn't know Harry well yet, dubbed him not as bad as Niall had made it seem. Speaking of Niall, Louis had seen him in a couple of his classes but when Louis would try to make eye contact or wave, he'd turn his head. 

As they walked to the cafeteria, Louis thought about how weird his morning was. As soon as they reached the cafeteria, Harry stopped them at the door.

"Look, Lou, I got some things to do so just go on without me. I'll see you later," Harry said. He backed Louis against the wall and for a second Louis thought he was going to kiss him. Louis was dissappointed when all Harry did was kiss his cheek but he still reveled at the contact and, again, found himself blushing. Harry smiled down at the boy. He was just too innocent for his own good. "See you later babe," Harry said again and walked off. 

Louis entered the cafeteria, not exactly knowing what to do. He joined the line, hell bent on just buying a sandwich and soda and heading to the library, when Niall waved him over to his table where he was sitting with a couple of girls. Louis quickly purchased his food and shuffled awkwardly to the table. 

"Um, hi," Louis greeted.

"Hey man!" Niall greeted. Louis sat down beside Niall. Across from him was a dark skinned girl with curly hair. Beside her was a pale, pink haired girl with a nose ring. 

"Hey! I'm Leigh-Ann but you can call me Leigh," the curly haired girl said, "And this is my girlfirend, Perrie but everyone calls her Pez." 

"I'm Louis," Louis anwered back. 

"So," Perrie piped up, "I hear you've been marked by Harry."

"Uh, um, sort of, i guess," Louis said, fiddling with his soda cap. 

"Well then I guess this is a good opportunity for you then Niall!" Perrie all but squealed.

"What?" Louis asked, confused.

"Oh! Niall totally has the hots for Harry's best friend, Zayn! And now that you guys are friends, Niall's connected to Zayn. All he has to do is make a move," Leigh laughed. 

Louis smirked a little. Niall flushed and banged his head on the table with a groan.

By the end of lunch, Louis was beaming. Things were looking good so far and it's only been his first day. He'd met three wonderful people, who, with time, may just be his best friends for years to come. That, and he may or may not have a sort-of-boyfriend who was incredibly hot! 

Yup. Things were looking just fine. But, as fate would have it, all good things have a bad side. And Louis found out the hard way.