It's Complicated ( Larry Stylingson )

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Louis' POV

~Flashback/Dream~

" Ashley babe, we can work it out! "

I calmly said, even though I was boiling inside.

" No we can't Louis! You never pay attention to me! You don't even like me. You don't like any of the girls you date! Nothing can satisfy you!"

" Fine. If you don't want to work it out, then we are better off without each other."

" Fine. Goodbye Louis, but you are going to regret everything you did and said to me."

And with that, she walked away.

~Flashback/Dream over~

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. panting and sweating.

That memory keeps haunting me. Day and Night. Not because I miss her, because I really never liked her, but because since that day, my life has been hell.

I always get bullied and picked on by the football team. They always beat me up because Ashley sent them to.

Believe it or not, I used to be the heartthrob and badass in the school. I was popular and dated a lot of girls.

But now, I am the straight A student, I always am the ' Teacher's Pet '.

I have never dated another girl since Ashley, because all of them think I am geeky, which I am, and ugly.

To think of it, I never really liked any girls that I've dated. I

Guess I was never satisfied.

I put on my glasses that were on my nightstand and checked the clock.

7:00.

" Ugh! " I never look forward to school, because I always get a beating, but sadly I have to.

I got up from bed and went to the bathroom ( A/N: Just in case....I really don't know much British terms..so I am going to do my best. PLEASE DON'T JUDGE!)

I stripped out of my clothes and entered the shower.

I jumped when the relaxing cold water hit my skin. I stayed there for around 10 minutes, then got out.

I went to my dresser.

" Hmm...What to wear...what to wear."

I finally decided with an orange and white stripped shirt, red trousers, red suspenders, and orange TOMS.

I left my hair in it's Messy/Neat style and went downstairs to greet my amazing sisters.

" Good Morning, Fizzy, Pheobe, Lottie, and Daisy!" I kissed them each on the head.

" Mornin' Lou!" They chorused.

" GoodMorning Mum." I gave her a kiss on the cheek

" Morning Louis."

" Wheres dad?" I asked, not very surprised he wasn't here, He works very hard to keep the nice, simple, house we have and pay the bills. Don't judge me, I love my dad to bits, but he works too hard, he barely ever has a day off.

" Working." She sighed, knowing she missed him.

" Well, I gotta go, bye mum see you later."

" Bye Louis, Love you!"

" Love you too mum."

I grabbed my sand which and backpack, and walked to school finishing my sandwich.

Before I went in the school I stopped at the front gate.

" Ok Louis, you can do this, hopefully today's beating won't be so bad." I murmured and went inside

I got a lot of dirty looks and glares as I went to my first class: Math.

I went inside to receive even more looks. If looks could kill, i'd be dead.

I took my seat, and felt people kicking my chair and throwing things. The usual.

" Ok Class, today we will work in pairs. I will assign the pairs. So it will be-"

Mrs. Delaruso said but got interrupted.

" Hello, sorry I'm late! "

When I looked at this boys. I couldn't get my eyes off him.

He had bouncing curls, piercing green eye, and had the most amazing dimples.

" Ah! Class, this is our new student Harold-. "

" Please, call me Harry." He said giving his award winning smile, making the girls almost faint.

" Ok *Harry*, you can seat by Louis." She said

" Ok."

He sat by me. My heart started beating faster than normal.

" Hey, Louis right?"

I turned my head to see Harry was whispering to me.

Oh my, his eyes are more beautiful than I thought.

" Y-yes." I stuttered still mesmerized by his eyes.

" Well, I never met you properly, my name is Harry Styles." He said, once more, giving his perfect smile

"Louis Tomlinson, is my full name." I said

" You look like a nice Lad, maybe we could be great friends." He said

Pfft. He won't last long. My bullies will drive him away. At least he an be my friend.

Wait. I HAVE A FRIEND! For a while atleast, because my bullies will scare him off.

" Y-yeah " Smooth Louis, Smooth.

We stopped talking and started to listen to the teacher.

" So like I said, We will be working in pairs today on pages 345-347. Our pairs will be: Nicky with Jamie, Nate with Troy, Ashley( the devil ) with Kate, Amy with Charles, and Louis with Harry."

Louis with Harry. Louis with Harry. Louis with Harry. Louis with Harry.

We scooted our desks together and got our textbooks out.

We made small talk, an once in a while I would catch him glancing at me an smiling, and sometimes I would smile back.

Louis! Snap out of it! You are as straight as a stick! You can't like boys!

He kept sneeking glances at me, and putting me in a trance.

I swear this boy, will be the death of me.

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Harry's POV

Once I saw Louis. The world stopped. He had glasses, and was wearing a striped orange and white shirt, red trousers, red suspenders, and orange TOMS.

My heart skipped a beat when he smiled at me while doing the math pages.

He put me in some hypnotizing trance with his dazzling blue orbs, and toothy grin.

I tried to make small talk with him, it was really hard not to stare at him.

I sneaked glances once in awhile, and I'm pretty sure he caught me and thought I was some freakish weirdo.

Harry! Stop! You do not like boys! You are straighter than a stick.

But it was really hard not to get lost in his eyes.

Ugh! This boy, is unhealthy for me.

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