My Teachers Darlin'

Chapter 29 (the Party part 1)

(This is a long ass chapter and I really hope you'll enjoy it!)

Words: 1844 (hell yes)

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Louis day

Louis woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. "Hello?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "Louis?! Wake up, something happened...." Niall got a bit quiet at the end of the sentence.

"What Niall? What have you done?" The sleepy boy sighed, already knowing he'll regret asking.

"Well yesterday I was on Facebook and instead of sending a private message I..." Niall stopped talking, kinda hoping Louis understands what's going on.

"Niall..." Louis warned. "Okay okay. So I posted an invitation on Facebook." Niall blurted out.

"What the fuck" Louis' eyes shot open. "Niall, how many people are going to come?!" He asked, trying hard to stay calm. "Well I don't know, many people commented that they'll come, but luckily only people from school."

Louis sighed again. "What now?!". "I'll come over in a few minutes. Chill." Niall said, hanging up right after.

Kicking the sheets away, Louis stood up and walked to his closet. He was searching his black T-shirt when his phone began to ring again.

"For fucks sake" he breathed, picking up. "Louis?" He heard Harrys voice. "Hey Haz" Louis smiled while he was still searching his shirt.

"Hi babe. Does Niall know that it's impossible for me to come to your party because...I'm your teacher?" Harry chuckled. Louis blushed, he didn't tell Harry about the party. He's totally going to kill Niall.

"Shit, I'm sorry." Louis closed his eyes frustratedly. He closed his closet and walked to the bed to check if his shirt is somewhere there.

"It's okay, love. Don't drink too much tonight okay? 'S not good for you" Louis could hear Harrys smile through the phone.

He was about to protest and say that he can do whatever he wants but he kinda liked how Harry wants to protect him.

"Okay. I wish you could come too." Louis mumbled, walking to the bathroom. His shirt was on the floor on a pile of towels. "Yeah but you know I can't. We can do something tomorrow if you want to. I need to go now, Edward is setting the kitchen on fire" Harry sighed.

"Alright. Bye bye Harold" Louis chuckled, hanging up.

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"Won't your mum hear the music? She'll tell my mum, do you know that?" Louis said nervously as Niall put some cups on the ping pong table.

"Nope my mum is out tonight. Do you think anyone wants to play beer pong with me?" Niall asked distractedly.

"Of course. I'm kinda scared. How many people will be here?" Louis began to bite his lip. "Louis, just relax and have fun. If it gets too full here, I'll throw some people out" Niall offered.

Louis sighed again. Maybe Niall's right. Tonight is going to be fun.

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Louis squeezed himself through the sweating and dancing bodies, searching his irish friend. The house was so full, the music loud and everyone was dancing in the living room with drinks in their hands.

Pushing some people away, he spotted Nialls snapback in the back of the room. He's at the ping pong table. Louis rolled his eyes.

"Niall! What are you doing?!" Louis shouted over the loud music. The blonde boy turned to look at Louis confused.