He Sees Through Me Like Broken Glass (A Larry Stylinson Vampire Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

*Louis’ POV*

“I didn’t see you in detention yesterday, Mr. Tomlinson”

I curse under my breath as I enter the classroom, hearing my teacher’s voice.

“really? I was probably doing something more, um… fun” I reply, setting my bag on the floor as I sit on the back row, beside Zayn.

Flashbacks of yesterday travel through my mind like lightening, making me hide a smug smile.

“what a pity you won’t be able to do anything ‘fun’ today, Louis” she states, drawing quote marks around the word fun with her fingers.

“I can’t-”

“and if you dare missing detention today, I’ll get you a suspension” she glares, the class going dead silent.

“whatever…” I mutter before kicking my bag on the floor, crossing my arms as she turns around and begins to write something on the board.

Bitch.

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“how come it’s my fault you have detention?!”

“well, I was on a date with you, now wasn’t I?” I ask as I pinch his side.

Harry squirms and slaps my arm, Niall laughing slightly with Zayn.

“you wanted me to say no? I would have if I knew you had detention” he ends up mumbling as I rest my leg on his, entwining our ankles.

We are currently at the ‘playground’- there are still swings, which I find ridiculous- after just having lunch. We have around ten minutes left to be together ‘til our next class.

“you’re adorable” Zayn awes, poking Harry’s cheek and I just hold the boy closer.

“mine, don’t touch him” I glare playfully, feeling Harry resting his head against my chest as we all sit on the grass against a cement wall covered in graffiti.

He presses a kiss to my chest, and the burning sensation stays for a while, even after his lips are gone.

“I had him first actually” Niall pops in, making me snap my head towards him.

“mind explaining?” I ask, confused, to say the least.

“well, I met him first, didn’t I?” blondie says as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire world, making me sigh because Niall…

“I thought something else for a second” I chuckle and Harry snorts.

“me and Nialler?” he asks, looking up at me.

Both boys exchange glances and suddenly cringe at the same time, causing us all to laugh.

“mind sharing the joke?”

I look up to find Max and Joey staring expectantly at us.

“mind your own business lads, not in mood for your crap” I tell them, feeling Harry’s grip around my torso tightening.

“I’m never in mood to see your homo face but oh well” the tall guy pulls a sarcastic face, making me glare.

“cut the shit, Max. Go do something productive” Zayn states, making me turn around to see his arm around Niall’s shoulders as he eats his crisps with slightly trembling hands.

Are these boys so scared of them? I mean, I know they can beat the shit out of them, but…

“I should probably go snog some girl, like you should- oh wait, you have no girl, right? I haven’t seen her around lately. Probably with some other dude” Max smirks, the sun rays behind him making his figure look almost like a silhouette.