My Cinderella (l.s) [COMPLETED]

IV. Harry

Hello, people!

I was going to update a few days ago, but you know, exams. So, I'm here with some stuff.

Anyways, my Twitter is full of Solo!Louis and Dan Wootton and Harry hating the boys and Louis leaving Syco and Niall hating the boys and Danielle didn't celebrate Thanksgiving with her family and OKAY.

I just joined this fandom like 3 months ago and mostly because of Larry but this fandom actually has a new trending topic everyday. Every.Day. I am surprised. I don't think I'll be able to get used to this.

Anyways, here you are~
Hope you like it. I love you all, always. Thanks. Ciao.
-J. x
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I really didn't mean to leave Louis like that, trust me, but I couldn't help my boner, okay? Unfortunately, mum and her new boyfriend is in the house, so I couldn't make too much sounds, and so I had to take a very cold shower.

Geez, why would Louis put that as his profile picture? Was he trying to seduce people or something?

Wait, of course he was. I was going to read his books, but then there was this thing, "WARNING: CONTAINS SMUT!" I knew his books were about me, and I really didn't want to take another cold shower, so I left his profile alone for now. I was definitely reading it later, though.

But honestly, I wondered how he made the cover, because it was of me. When did he even take a picture of me? I thought there was a rule saying that you weren't allowed to use other people's pictures that weren't celebrities without their permission. I wondered if the rule had changed or something.

I shook my head. It was nine, time to sleep. I'd talk to Louis tomorrow or something. Surely, he would be at school, right? We also had science together... What got me so worried?

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Yeah, my feelings were right yesterday. Louis wasn't present in school. I wondered where he was, but who should I ask to? He hadn't got that much friends, but he usually spent time with someone, right? He had to have a friend, but I couldn't seem to remember.

... ... ... ..

I really wanted to kill myself or something. That blonde guy, Louis' friend. What was his name? It starts with N, I know it. Neil? Nigel? Normal? Nothing? I shrugged. I'd find out later. I've got more things to worry about.

I shook my head. I shouldn't think too much about it. I shouldn't stress myself. That would be bad. Besides, that matter was not worth talking about.

When school ended, I tried to find Louis' friend, the blonde guy. It wasn't that hard because he was the only guy who had blonde hair in the school.

"Hey!" I called, trying to gain his attention. The guy, not knowing that he was being called, didn't care about my shouts and walked on anyways. Ah, if only I knew his name.

I ran as fast as my Bambi legs could bring me, trying to follow the boy. I tripped a lot of times, bumped into a lot of people, and nearly fell off the stairs. Oh, the things I do for you, blonde guy...

At last, I finally gave up and shouted, "Blondie!!" Of course, many blonde girls snapped their heads at me, perhaps thinking that I called them. I wasn't, though, and I was a bit sorry that I grabbed a lot of attention.

Thankfully, the blonde guy also looked my way. We made eye contact, and he seemed to understand that I wanted him to stay where he stood. I ran over to him, again, bumping on a few people. The blonde girls looked a bit disappointed.

When I finally caught up to him, I had to take a few breaths for my health. "I--uh, I--"

"Calm down, big man. What's up?" blonde person asked with some kind of accent. I think it was Irish? Yeah, it was probably Irish.

"Have you seen Louis? You're a close friend of his, right?" I asked him, getting straight to the point. Hah, straight, how funny.

Blonde person looked truly surprised. Maybe because he just found out that the guy that his friend stalked finally took notice of his friend. "Oh, you're Harry, right? Louis speaks a lot about you," he said, not answering about my question earlier. Since he was smiling, I guessed that Louis was fine.

I nodded. Of course Louis talked about me. Probably every day. "Good things, I hope. And yeah, I'm Harry, Harry Edward Styles," I said, showing out my hand for him to shake.

Blonde person shook my hand, but I heard him mutter something like, "I already know your full name," but he quickly smiled at me. "I'm Niall." No full name, then? Okay. "And," he added, "Louis is actually a bit sick today. He has flu. That's why he's absent."

I nodded, actually a bit worried. Did he stay up late or something? Maybe he was crying tears of happiness because I messaged him yesterday?

"I'll tell him you said hello, though," he reassured. I didn't even say hello, and Louis probably wouldn't believe him.

"Hm, I actually was thinking that I should come to his house myself," I said, and it seemed he got the idea that I wanted to go alone.

Niall slowly nodded in realization, and he looked as if he was holding back a smile or something. "Okay, well, he lives in Maple Woods street, number sixty. I gotta go. See you later, Harry." He walked away and waved. In a matter of seconds, he was gone.

Seemed like he was in a hurry or something. I wondered what was up with him. Well, whatever. Let's go check on Louis.

I started to walk outside the school gates. I didn't have a car because I for some reason, I had fear of cars. I wasn't sure why. I might or might not have dreamt some bad things about itn but no worries. A dream was just a dream right?

Fortunately, Louis' house wasn't far. Actually, it was pretty far, but I didn't mind running a bit for my precious princess. Wait, he wasn't mine yet... Well, that's gonna change.

I sighed in relief when I saw the Maple Woods sign. I looked at the numbers, trying to find 60. "Fifty, fifty-two, fifty-four, fifty-six, fifty-eight," I muttered but then cheered excitedly, more excited than normally, "Sixty!"

The house was nice. Not that big, but not that small, either. It looked really nice and homey, unlike my house. I liked my house, but I thought it was too big. Plus, it was not that homey.

I walked this little path that lead to the front door. I knocked without thinking. The door opened so quickly that I thought I was going to get hit. Trying to avoid getting hit by the wooden door, I quickly moved to the side, but when I tried to regain my balance, I nearly crashed into the person who opened the door.

We were really close, it looked like we were almost kissing. And the person who I was almost-kissing with was the one and only Louis William Tomlinson.

"Oops?" I smiled cheekily.

"Hi." Louis smiled back, blushing.

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