Thin Lips (A Larry Stylinson Teacher/Student Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

Sorry for the wait, but I've been having the major of majors writer's block of all history.

No joke.

But here it is so enjoy :)

*Louis’ POV*

“you want to bring a kid here?”

“it’ll probably be just once a week, maybe an hour or a bit more” I say, pleading eyes.

“but aren’t you already teaching him Music at school?” Niall asks, his voice not so fond of the idea.

He walks into the kitchen and serves two glasses of soda, handing me one.

“yes, but I can’t dedicate my time to him when we’re at school, I have plenty of other students there” I state as if it was something obvious, taking a sip of the cold drink.

“fine… but you cannot bring him on Fridays, or weekends” he snaps and I hurl myself at him.

“thanks Nialler” I say and he laughs.

“why do you want to tutor him so badly anyways? It’s not like- oh… oh!” he widens his eyes by the end of his statement and I instantly cover his mouth.

“it’s not what you think it is” I say quickly. “Never, in a million years, would I even think of a student in such a way, alright?” I say and he nods.

“you better not, you can lose your job and even go behind bars, so better keep that slutty cock of yours inside your pants Tommo” he says, pulling my hand off his face.

“how very dare you?!” I gasp, bringing a hand to my chest.

“c’mon, and I’m serious about the cock thing” he narrows his eyes at me.

“stop talking about my cock” I say, taking a sip of my soda.

At that he laughs and we make our way to the living room.

“is he gonna pay you?” he asks as the news come on and he starts to zap between channels.

“I don’t know, I think so” I say, eyes glued to my phone.

“he better do, I won’t be having a fifteen year old-”

“sixteen”

“whatever, won’t have a kid here for free”

“don’t be mean” I snort.

“I’m not mean, he’s supposed to pay you for classes, isn’t he?”

“I won’t push him to anything, alright?” I state, connecting my gaze with his and he groans, eyes fixating on the telly once more.

~~

Wednesday was boring, Niall’s mother came around and so I spent the whole day stuck in here with them.

Don’t get me wrong, she’s a lovely woman, but still she can be very… boring.

Sorry.

Next day was pretty the same, having Maura with us ‘til lunch time. Later that day she went out with her son whilst  I went for a walk to try and relax from all the tension.

Not only has Niall’s mother been around my head, but a certain student as well. And that, that is not right.

Finally Thursday, my first class being Harry’s-

And Joanna’s, Kurt’s, Liz’s… of course.

 I walk into the class, expecting Harry’s eyes but just meeting a girl crying.