Chapter Three

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I have school tomorrow, ew.  School sucks butts.  Highschool has literally been so crappy, but whatever. 

On a happier note, I got a dress and shoes for the winter formal at our school.  I don't have a date, but who needs one when you have friends (omg that sounded so cliche girly movie.)  I would love to have a date, though.

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(Harry's POV)

I woke up to a heavy weight on my back.  I opened my eyes and tried to sit up, but the weight was a lot heavier than expected.  I shrugged the weight off of me and I realized that it was just Louis.

I walked around to find something that would show the time.

I gave up and went for food.  I was standing at the fridge when I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind.

"Hey, honey," I heard Louis purr in my ear.  Sending shivers down my spine...  Or maybe it was just a blast of cold air.

"Hey, sweetie," I replied as steadily as possible.

I grabbed an apple and bit into it and sucked the juice out.

Louis grabbed a yogurt and stood in front of me, "why didn't you wake me, I missed you," he whined.

I was about to reply, when Louis' phone dinged from the living room.  He checked his phone and came back with a smirk, "Zayn was telling me that the lit teacher was fit," he said.

"I have lit second period, what about you?"

"Third, " he said, kind of disappointed.

"I heard the geo teacher is a prick, though," he said, "I have him fifth period."

"Me too," I said happily and high fived him, "should be fun with both of us."

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I went home shortly afterwards to have dinner with my family.

"So I heard you skipped today," Gemma snickered.

"Harold!" my mother dropped her fork, along with her jaw.

"Mum, it was all in good reason," I mumbled.

"What reason is there to skip your first day of school," she said angrily.

"You wouldn't understand," I said , before quietly excusing myself from the table and to my room.

I texted Louis, asking if he could take me to school.

We ended up having a debate about who was hotter, Ryan Gosling or Ryan Reynolds.

It seemed gay, but was pretty normal in a way, for us.

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I ran downstairs and passed my mother as quick as I could.

"Oh, Harr-" she was cut off by me.

"Sorry, mum.  Gotta be off," I said, dashing out of the door and into Louis' car.

"You were in a hurry," Louis chuckled.

"Yeah, Gemma told her that I skipped and I had to get out of there before she punished me," I said.

He nodded his head in response and we rode to school in silence.

We both walked in together, but Louis and I soon had to split.  I walked to my locker, cautiously.  I looked all around to make sure Nick wasn't there.  When the coast was clear, I dove into my locker and got my text book as fast as possible.

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