Styles Academy ¬ Larry *Solo Harry, Schoolboy Louis* #Wattys2017

Secrets From Both Sides

"Thank you very much, Headmaster," Harry thanks the man, getting up from his chair and wiping his eyes. "I really appreciate it, and I know Louis will too."

Just as Harry is about to leave, Niall calls after him. "Oh, Harry!" he exclaims, sniffling as he gets up from his desk. He shuffles through a large file cabinet until he pulls out a simple, yet remarkably beautiful necklace.

The piece looks as if it's only been worn so few times. Not only that, but the piece looks so...

Louis.

Harry can't help but to glower at it slightly. "What is that?" he asks, and Niall suddenly gets a little weird.

"It's, ah- Uhm, Louis just left it lying around somewhere by accident and I happened to find it, so-" Niall cuts off his nervous explanation and hands Harry the expensive necklace. "You're dismissed now, Harry." Niall speaks authoritatively. Harry clenches the necklace in his large hand and sees himself out.

Apparently Harry isn't the only one withholding information about himself...

"Whatever. It's just a stupid necklace. Louis loves me, and that's that..." Harry thinks possessively, opening his hand to examine the jewelry more.

The thin chain with miniature diamonds holds an aqua colored jewel. The jewel itself has Louis' name on the inside in metallic letters.

Harry scoffs and shoves the necklace into his pocket. He takes the long way to his dorm and opens the door to the sight of his boyfriend. Harry walks into the room, and Louis doesn't speak. Louis continues scrolling through Instagram on his phone, and Harry stands there waiting to be acknowledged. A minute passes before Harry is blessed with a smart remark from Louis.

"You gonna stand there forever, or are you going to apologize to me?" Louis asks calmly, glancing over the top of his phone.

Harry smirks at his sassy boyfriend. "King Lewis, I am sincerely sorry for the hurt I have caused you." Harry says, bowing down gracefully. Louis can't help but to fond.

"...And I'm sorry too, King Harold. I shouldn't have been so pushy." Louis reveals, putting his phone down. "You didn't deserve that," Louis says more seriously.

Harry stares at the lad, his eyes sincere. "And you don't deserve a closeted boyfriend that won't even take you out on one proper date..."

"Which is why I've decided that we're going to Paris."

Louis slams his phone down on the bed. "Paris?! Harry, oh my gosh, are you serious?" Louis asks excitedly, his eyes gleaming.

Harry nods with a grin, and Louis leaps up from his bed into Harry's arms. Harry catches him, holding him tightly. Louis presses kisses of gratitude to Harry's neck.

"I'm so excited, Harry! We gotta pack, like, now! Are we leaving today?" Louis asks, pressing a quick kiss to Harry's lips before Harry gently places him back onto his bed.

"Yeah, we can leave today if you want. And don't worry about your assignments and whatnot." Harry tells, pulling out his phone from his back pocket. "We're excused from our lessons for an entire week."

Louis stares at Harry brightly as the man speaks to someone on his phone. How could Louis have gotten so lucky to become Harry's boyfriend?

He asks himself that question constantly, even more so when he remembers the fact that he isn't being completely honest and genuine with Harry. He's hiding something so big that could ruin everything...

With that now on his mind, Louis stares blankly at the floor as Harry is just about to finish up his call. Louis closes his eyes for a moment before he gets up from the bed and heads into the bathroom.