bad boys (l.s.)

twenty three.

"Samuels! Two fights in one week? Get a hold of yourself! Tomlinson, well, I shouldn't expect any less of you. Principal's office! Both of you, now!" The teacher exclaimed, pointing towards the stairs.

Andy and Louis walked up the stairs, as far from the other as possible, Louis licked his lips, which had a small amount of blood on them. They made their way into the principal's office, and she shook her head.

"What's going on with you, Andy?" She asked, and Louis shot up. "I'll tell you what's wrong with him! He's fücking insane! Shoulda been expelled weeks ago!" Louis exclaimed, and the woman slammed her papers on the desk. "Language, Louis!" She yelled, shaking her head.

"And why do two fights count for expulsion?" She gritted her teeth, and Louis crossed his arms. "Miss, do you know what she did to Harry Styles?" Louis asked, and the woman shook her head.

Louis then explained how he threw him into a janitors closet, beat him up, and drew all over him. She gasped, and Andy kept silent, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Is this true, Samuels?" She asked, and Andy just shrugged. "Louis, you're free to leave. Thank you." She said, and Louis nodded, leaving to go to class.