Who Do You Think You Are? {Larry/Ziall AU}

Chapter 2: Messing With The Kings

Chapter 2: Messing With The Kings

Zayn and Harry exited the class and knocked into the one and only Louis Tomlinson. They stared at each other icily, daring the other to go first, but Harry let him have the satisfaction of ‘winning’ this round.

Zayn nudged him and sent him a subtle eyebrow twitch that Harry knew to mean ‘what the shit are you doing?’

Harry raised his eyebrows in a knowing glance and Zayn nodded knowing that Harry meant ‘just trust me’

They walked to the cafeteria a few paces behind Shorty and Blondie, Harry nudged Zayn and sent him a clear look that stated ‘I have a cunning plan’. Zayn nodded.

Harry then walked into the filling cafeteria and made sure to walk behind Tomlinson so that his plan would work.

And work it did.

As Louis turned around, he crashed into him, the contents of his tray seeped through Harry’s black Ramones shirt.

“Now look what you made me do you arsehole!” Louis yelled indignantly.

“Excuse me, but you should have been watching where you were going” Harry responded loudly, getting the attention from a good portion of the cafeteria.

“Pfft, just piss off and go buy me some food” he scoffed with superiority. That is what I was waiting for Harry thought smugly. He grabbed at Louis’ collar for the second time that day and shoved him up against a concrete column. The entire cafeteria fell into deafening silence. Harry heard scuffling from behind him and saw that Zayn was holding Niall back from pulling him off Louis. Harry smirked, putting his lips at the shell of Louis’ ear,

“You are my bitch now. Why don’t you get me a sandwich to repay for my shirt?” Harry felt Louis shudder slightly.

“And what if I don’t?” Louis mumbled shakily trying for bravado but falling far from the mark. Harry laughed softly into Louis ear sending another round of shivers through his spine “Well, another repeat of the start of the day. Just much much much longer” Harry whispered sadistically.

“Ok” Louis whimpered.

Harry let go of his collar and nodded at the cafeteria line “Sandwich, no mayo, thanks bitch”

The whole cafeteria gasped and as Louis turned to get Harry food, they broke into frantic whispers.

The day that Harry Styles and Zayn Malik decided to step into their school had it changing.

For the better, no one knew for sure.

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“That fuckin’ arsehole, biotch, mother fuppin’ little shit Styles will rue this fuckin’ day for even touching me” Louis shouted after making a hasty exit out of the cafeteria after the whole sandwich fiasco. Niall beside him nodded vigorously with homicidal features across his face.

“Did you see what Malik did? He fuckin’ pecked my cheek the fag! I need to go get some bleach or summit, blagh!” he wretched in utter disgust, wiping at his cheek so hard that some skin began to peel off.

Louis and Niall stopped outside the school and made their way to their secret spot where only they went. It was a place next to the school in the woodland area; more specifically it was a dell. There was nothing ‘magical’ per say about this clearing, it was quite ordinary actually, but in this particular glade many secrets were shared. Some in shouts, some in whispers, so not even the age old trees could grasp the enormities of their conversations.