New Kid |Larry|

Chapter 4

Louis' POV

What is up with that Harry boy? What's wrong with him? What happened in his past? I have so many questions I want to ask but I can't. I would ask him myself but I'm afraid I'll get killed or something.

He's just so mysterious and intriguing but also very intimidating. His eyes are so green but a cold green, like he has too many story's to tell but just can't. I want to hear those story's, I want to listen to every word he has to say with that deep raspy voice. But I feel like that would be impossible with his kind of attitude.

"Yo Louis hurry up we're going to be late!" I hear my new Irish friend yell to me as he ran down the hall. It's true we had only about 30 seconds to get to our first class.

As I was running close behind Niall the bell rang. I cursed under my breath and opened the classroom door. Niall made it just in the nick of time but me.... not so much.

"Mr. Tomlinson, you're late, I don't tolerate tardiness, once more and you've got detention," Mr. McClellan said with raised eyebrows. What no it was only once! What the hell's his problem?

"S-sorry sir, it won't happen again," of course I stutter. This was just really embarrassing, I hate when everyone looks at me. I make my way to my seat and Harry is sitting in the next desk with his feet propped up across the pathway, on my desk. Really now I have to deal with him?

"Um excuse me, can you move your feet?" I politely ask despite my nerves deep down in my stomach.

Harry looks up at me and smirks. "Ah newbie is it?" He laughed and didn't move a muscle. Are you kidding me right now?

"I have a name for your information, move your feet," I sass to him feeling slightly more confident. Not much though.

"Oh look it has a voice," he laughs again "look Lewis I need a place for my feet to rest so I would suggest moving somewhere else," he said with a smug expression before looking back at his phone. Ok now I'm pissed.

"Get your fucking feet off my desk before I make you!" I get closer to him and slam his feet off my desk and he falls out of his seat from the force.

"Tomlinson! Detention for the rest of the week, I do not tolerate any cursing or yelling in my classroom!" Mr. McClellan yells from the front of the room. My eyes widen once I realize what I just did. No, no, no this can't happen. My moms going to kill me. This is going to go on my squeaky clean record. I'm fucked.

"No please don't do this! He wasn't moving his feet off my desk after I asked him multiple times. I can't get a detention," I plea but he didn't budge.

"No, and now I think I might just pair you two up for the protect," he smugly says before walking to sit at his desk. This can't be happening. Please be a dream, please be a dream. Shit it's reality.

I sit down in my chair and Niall gives me a sympathetic look. "Can't wait to work with you... partner," Harry whispers in my ear, chuckling. His voice sent chills down my spine.

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"Louis I'm so sorry you have to do this, if I could switch with you I would, I really don't want you to have to go through this," Niall says to me once class was over. I shake my head. I'm more upset with having got detention than having to work with Harry. Although that does suck, I feel like this could be an opportunity to get closer to him and possibly get him to open up to me.

"It's fine let's just go to class, I don't want to talk about this right now," I mumble and close my locker. He nods and follows me to the next class.

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"Louis William Tomlinson! I can't believe you got detention! I'm very disappointed in you, how could you just cuss at someone in the middle of class, and be tardy?" My mum scolds me while I sit at the table with my head in the plans of my hands.

Yup Mr. McClellan emailed my mom and told her everything that happened today. The second I walked in the door she was waiting for me just to start yelling at me.

"I'm sorry he was just being really stubborn and wouldn't move his feel off my desk after I asked him to many times," I try to explain but she won't take it.

"This can't happen again, you are better than this Louis. Go to bed, I don't care that it's only 9:30 so don't start whining," she rubs the bridge of her nose in annoyance.

I took my eyes and run up to my room. Immediately I FaceTime Kyle.

"Baby I miss you so much, I can't be here without you anymore, I need you," I almost cry into the phone.

"Wow, wow Louis calm down. What happened?" He asks with a concerned face. He always listens to me.

"This jack ass got me detention and now my mom is pissed at me and acting like I just committed a crime," I complain into the phone. We talked for about half an hour before my mom was banging on my door telling me I was supposed to go to bed 30 minutes ago. I took my eyes and say goodbye to Kyle.

"Sorry I have to go, moms banging on the door. I love and miss you," I say sadly into the phone.

"Ok I'm sorry I wish I could be there for you. I'll talk to you later. Love you," and we hang up.

After I get ready for bed I get in and try to fall asleep. Why does this have to happen to me. I really hope life gets a lot better.

Omg I'm sooooo sorry for not updating in a while I've just been busy lately. I hope none of you have given up on this. I really don't want you to. I'll try to write as soon as possible❤❤