"And remember don't bother calling!" My stepdad yelled loudly.
"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, "Go home and don't come back till I'm dead!" I yelled back.
I'm getting really tired of his hatred towards me. I have never done anything to that man but be his peasant since I could walk. What do I get in return? My luggage thrown in the dirt and his wheels screeching as he drove off not caring if I was got ran over in the process.
He'd been nothing but a pain ever since my mom had left us a while ago. I think he only put up with me because I remind him of her. H
With no help at all, I struggled getting my bags through the front entrance of the posh looking school. The veins in my bicep are bulging out of my arm and a sharp pain seared through my back. I was two seconds away from giving up, when a warm hand grabbed the heavier luggage out of my hand.
"Looks like you could use a hand," said a warm familiar voice.
Looking up, I was met with a set of chocolate curls and forest green eyes. "You'd think with such a posh looking school they'd have some sort of movers."
He chuckled and shook his head, "No princess, we do everything ourselves. Maybe you get a hand or two from a handsome guy," he raised an eyebrow, "who'd like a thank you."
I furrowed my eye brows at his cockiness. "I didn't ask you to help me," I rolled my eyes, he still stared at me, "but thank you, I guess."
He smiled and led the way. I struggled to keep up with his long legs. Turning around he gave me a look which I couldn't quite put my finger on, "The name's Harry by the way."
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I made it to my dorm with help from, now who I know as Harry.
"Thanks, I can take it from here though," I stated in front of my room door.
"I guess you can," he unlocked my door, "but I think I should help you out some more."
He let himself into my dorm and carried mainly everything into my side of the room. It was absolutely beautiful. The floor was carpet but it wasn't cheap looking, quite fluffy if you ask me. The walls were painted black with what looked like clouds as well.
I wondered around some more, there was a big living room space, a black couch in the middle and an actual flat screen TV hung on the wall in front of it. Next the kitchen was small but it came with a fridge, oven, cabinets that scattered the wall, a small table , and two chairs in each side.
I turned around and let out a shriek as I bumped into what felt like a brick wall. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to scare you," Harry pulled me up and we were so close it was intimidating.
I coughed, "Um, it's ok don't worry about it. Thank you though I can handle the rest by myself," I said sweetly as I led him to the door.
"Wait!" He said as he turned around abruptly, "I didn't catch your name."
"My name is Louis, now we're on a name-to-name basis," I said smartly, practically pushing him out the door. "Have a good day! Thank you again," I smiled until I shut the door in his face.
I just met the kid and he's already on my tail. But something about the emotion on his face shifting when I told him my name, made a ink of curiosity flood through my head.
♡Mya
Sorry it's short I couldn't update because I had to study for my state test. But I'm back now! There might be slow updates.
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kitten➣ l.s (discontinued w/ epilogue)
Fanficwhere louis is an innocent college student and harry is his roommate. © 2017