Louis- Crushing Secretly (AU)

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here's a louis imagine for ya'll. I finished this in a few hours. so... hope ya like it.

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| Your P.O.V |

Another day being bullied by the handsome jock at school. I woke up and scratched my tattooed arm. Yes. I have a tattoo. Nobody knew. It was a cross. I'll explain more later. I went in the bathroom and took a relaxing warm shower. I blowed dried my hair and straightened it. When it was pin straight, I took my curling wand and did the ends. To me it looked really pretty. I always loved having my hair like that. I got dressed in a tight long-sleeved shirt, denim skinny jeans, and my favorite red Converse. I grabbed my phone and ear plugs and walked to the kitchen to eat breakfast. After I finished, I grabbed my leather jacket and skateboarded to school. It was a Friday morning and I couldn't wait till school ended. I walked through the doors of my school, clutching my extra books to my chest and my skateboard in hand. I got to my blue, rusty locker and fetched the materials I needed for my first couple classes. I also fit my skateboard in there. This school was very old and the district didn't have enough funds to replace the lockers so all of them were dirty and rusty. My bookbag was lazily hung on my left shoulder as the bell rang. I sighed and walked to my first class. I wasn't looking forward to it because my bully and crush of two years, Louis, sat near me and called me names. I acted like it didn't bother me but on the inside... it hurt. I didn't know why out of all people, he chose me to bully. Apparently I'm classified as a popular girl. I don't know how because I'm just the average eighteen-year-old girl. People tell me that I'm popular because I'm the 'sweetest person in the school'. I mean I try to be sweet and treat people nicely because I don't want them to go through what I go through everyday. Get bullied. I never did anything to make him bully me. I walked in my Language Arts class hesitantly and sat in my usual seat in the front. I'm a goody-goody student. I have very good grades and some might call me a teacher's pet. I don't mind, though. They don't have good grades themselves. Anyways, Ms. Ramos handed out our assignments and told us we had thrirty minutes to complete it. I finished mine within the first fifteen minutes of class and handed it to here with a sweet smile. She smiled back and looked back at her file of papers. When I turned around to walk to my seat I saw Louis staring at me sternly. He saw me look & mouthed, 'Ugly girl.' I looked away with tears brimming my eyes and sat down. I blinked countless time to make sure the tears were gone and put my head down. The rest of the class took forever to complete the assignment so by the time the last student was done we only had about seven minutes left. "Okay, guys. I have an announcement. Your homework assignment will be an interesting one. I will partner you up with someone in the class and you have to spend the weekend with them. You have to ask eachother questions and answer them truthfully. So as you are walking out of class I will tell you who you are working with." Ms. Ramos said. I was excited and nervous at the same time. I wonder who I would get. Would it be a female or a male? I pushed the thought to the back of my head and packed my papers and books. The bell made a very long, annoying 'boop' sound and I stood up and pushed my chair in. As I got closer to Ms. Ramos she smiled at me and handed me a small paper and winked. I opened it up and it said, 'Louis' in cursive. I looked at her and groaned. She just smirked and said, "Have fun, (Y/n)." She knew I had a crush on Louis and told me when she got the chance, she would torture me with him as a partner. What she didn't know was that he bullied me on a daily basis. I walked over to Louis and sighed. "Hey, Louis?" He turned around confused when he saw me. A smirk appeared on his perfect face. 'Ugh! (Y/n)! Don't think about that now!' My brain told me. Oh dear Lord. I'm having an inner argument with my self. I shook my head slightly. "Oh hey, ugly." Louis said. I ignored his harsh greeting and handed him my paper. He shot me a questioning look before opening it and going wide eyed. "Your my partner?" He asked slightly annoyed. "Don't think that I'm happy about this either, Louis." I said confidently. He gave me a look and said, "Well I guess I'll be staying at your flat since my parents are having a weekend party. Your not cool enough to stay at my house." "Right..." I said as he walked away. The rest of the day passed by awfully slow. Me and Louis have some more mutual classes together so when I got to class he called me more names. After school I saw Louis and walked up to him. "Louis." He faced me and smirked while asking, "What do you want, dog?" Ouch. That hurt. "I'm sure you know where my house is, since you walk by all the time and see me, so you can come over tomorrow at whatever time you want." I said in a bored tone. "Are your parents okay with me staying over?" He asked. "Louis, I live alone." I said sadly. "Oh. Where do your parents live?" Louis asked. "In heaven." I mumbled looking down. His friend, Liam, another jock, looked at him in shock. "I-I'm so sorry." He said. "Don't give me sympathy." I said harshly and walked away leaving a shocked Liam and Louis behind. I went to my locker, grabbed my skateboard, and walked out of school. I plugged in my earphones and listened to music as I skated down the street. In a matter of ten minutes I arrived at my flat. I unlocked my door sighing and dropped my bag on my couch. I turned the T.V on and the channel was showing Adventure Time. I giggled as Jake the dog said, "This stanks." I removed my leather jacket & went to my bedroom and changed my shirt. I need to see my tattoo. When I see it, it makes me feel... I don't know how to explain it. It makes me feel non-lonely. If that makes any sense. I changed into a tight black tank top. I released a happy sigh as I looked at my tattoo. I also changed my sneakers. I searched for my favorite pair of Vans. They where white with rainbow colored dots splattered all over it. I bought them plain and then added the colors. I loved them a lot. I took my black iPhone out of my bookbag and went out in my front porch. I called my best friends. They were roommates in college in Paris. I was proud of them. One of them picked up and I spent the whole time using my phone in front of my house. I saw a really nice yellow car pull up in my drive way and I looked at it confused. "Who is that?" I asked myself. I saw a boy my age step out of the vehicle with a varsity jacket and a duffle bag. I took a few more seconds to realize that it was Louis. What was he doing here? He isn't supposed to come until tommorow! 'Maybe he has a relative around here.' I tried to convince myself. I saw him look at my house and walk the pavement road. He reached up to my porch and looked at me surprised. "(Y/n), I didn't know you had a tattoo." He said looking at my arm. I cursed under my breath. I covered it with my hand & said, "Well, you weren't supposed to see it. And why are you here? You're not supposed to come until tomorrow, not today." He frowned and said, "Sorry. And I figured we could just get a head start on the assignment so we could finish it quicker and have more relax time." He said. I sighed and stood in front of him. "Fine. C'mon." I said with no emotion in my voice. I really didn't want my bully in my home. I opened the door and let him in first. "Well this is it. It's not much but it's very special to me." I said as we stood in the living room. "No. It's nice. I like it." He said looking at my ceiling. "Well," I said dragging the 'L'. "I guess I should give you a tour since you're staying for the weekend." "Okay." He said tightening his grip on his duffle bag. "Um. You can put your bag on the couch for now." I said pointing to the couch with my bookbag on it. As he dropped his bag on my couch I said, "Follow me." I walked upstairs with Louis hot on my tracks. "This is the main hallway towards the bathroom, that door over there leads to the guest room and that one over there is my room." I said as he nodded. I hopped down the stairs and showed him the other bathroom, the other hallway leading to two more rooms, and the kitchen. "Wow. I really like your flat, (Y/n)." "Thank you. Um... I guess you'll be sleeping in my guest room. So c'mon. I'll show you." I said grabbing his hand and walking upstairs. I let go of his hand and opened the door to the guest room. "So this is your room for now. Um, you can get your bag from downstairs if you want and settle your things. The drawers are empty so if you want to you can put your clothes and belongings in there. I'm just gonna warn you, though. This room gets kinda cold at night." I said. "Okay. Thanks, (Y/n)." Louis said smiling. I smiled back shyly and said, "You're welcome. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." "Alright. Thanks again." He said as I turned around and closed his door. I walked downstairs and grabbed his duffle bag. I walked up the stairs again and knocked on his door. I blushed a little when a shirtless Louis opened the door. He scratched the back of his neck and looked at me. "You forgot your bag." I mumbled handing it to him. "Oh. Um. Thanks." He said as he grabbed it by the strap & looked at my tattoo. "Welcome." I said as I walked to the Living Room. I sat down on the couch putting the volume on the T.V higher. I have to admit. Louis has a very fit body. I mean he does play soccer for a reason. Ever since I was little I was raised around many boys and barely any girls so I inherited some boy traits. Such as spreading my legs when I sit down. I don't do it at school but since I live alone I do it all the time. I don't even realize it sometimes. That's actually what I was doing right now. I was sitting down with my legs slightly spread and my elbows propped a little above my knees. I sighed and just decided to lay down on the couch. I kicked my feet up and crossed them on the arm rest. I heard shuffling and when I looked back, I saw Louis in a tight white tank top with gray sweatpants. "Hi." He said. "Hey." I said as I looked back at the T.V. smiling a bit at the characters goofiness. "So I'm guessing you like Adventure Time?" He asked smirking at me. I nodded not looking away from the T.V. "I figured by the look in your eyes when you watch it." He said chuckling. I blushed & took out my phone. I sat up and started playing something on my phone when Louis spoke up. "Hey, (Y/n)? Do you mind if we start the homework now? Like the questions." "Okay. I have nothing else to do anyways." I said laughing. He chuckled and waited for me to get my notebook and materials. I got my stuff & he got his notebooks and papers as well. We sat in the Living Room. I muted the T.V and he said, "We should just write the questions first so we won't have to spend forever thinking about one." I nodded and wrote down my questions. We both put our pens down when we finished writing them. "Okay. What's your full name?" He asked. "(Y/f/n)." I stated. (Y/f/n: your full name) "Ooh. I like your middle name." He said writing down my answer. "Thanks." "Okay. What's your nationality?" "Puerto Rican." I stated simply. "Really?" He asked shocked. "Yeah. What's wrong with that?" "Nothing. I mean... You don't normally find a Puerto Rican in Doncaster." He explained. "Well ever since I was little I've always dreamed of coming to England so... here I am." I said. He nodded and wrote down my nationality. "How old are you?" He asked. "Eighteen." I replied. He nodded. We continued the questions until we thought he asked me enough. I asked him my questions and I found out that he is also eighteen, has four younger sisters, and plans to be a professional soccer player. It was late so I shut off the T.V and told Louis that I was going to go to sleep. "Okay. Goodnight." He said yawning, which I found cute. "Night." I said as I went in my room. I changed into my black sweatpants and jumped on my bed. I used my phone for a few minutes and then layed down. I started to think that maybe having Louis sleepover wasn't as bad I'd thought it would be. I turned off my lamp and drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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