Fools Gold(Larry Stylinson) Mpreg

Chapter 32

A week it has been since Harry had told Louis that he likes him. A week passed of ignoring each other, finding themselves bumping in to each other, pretending that nothing has happened and Harry hates it.

Not to mention, the baby has been kicking quite more than it used to. He wanted so badly to go to the lads room and making him feel his bump, but Louis doesn't want to talk to Harry and Harry will respect that.

It also wasn't fair for the lad to just sit there and question whether or not Louis will be a man and talk to him about this.

He just needs to hear the shorter guy tell him that he doesn't return the feelings and that maybe they should move past this.

Harry will understand. He is after all his teacher who also happen to be his roommate, it's all too complicated and mixing in these feelings won't make the situation better.

So Harry respected that Louis needed space even though he hated it.

It didn't stop him from doing what he normally do around the house. He would still clean, he would still cook dinner for Louis, he's just not around when the lad arrives home.

Harry was in class finishing up Louis or Mr. Tomlinson's assignment of the day.

After completing the last sentence, Harry got up and walked towards the bin where completed work was put in.

Louis seemed a bit shock to see that he'd finish early, so he went to get the lads paper to grade it.

He had noticed that he had many errors in the sentence and even though he finds it hard to look him in the eye, he can't let his student fail his class.

"Harry, can you come here for a minute?" Louis called out.

Harry was surprised that the lad called him, let alone cared enough to talk about his worksheet.

Harry made his way towards the teacher's desk and waited for the lad to say anything.

"Are you finding this hard?" Louis asked not looking him in the eye as any normal human would do when talking to someone.

"No, sir."

Louis nodded, "okay, then why did you finish this incorrectly?"

Harry shrugged, "maybe because I didn't feel like doing it."

Louis crossed his arms, "oh? And I don't feel like grading your paper, or having to call you out to come fix this, but I do it to make sure you do it correctly and get the grade you deserve."

Harry rolled his eyes, "that sounds like a personal problem, Mr. Tomlinson."

Louis straightened up from his desk, "maybe it wouldn't be a personal problem if you stopped being lazy and did your work properly."

Not wanting to hear anything else, he handed Harry his worksheet and dismissed him to his seat.

Harry rolled his eyes and ignored the students that watched the whole bickering mess.

Louis so badly wanted to yell and to tell them to stop looking at him, but unfortunately he'd already pissed his teacher off he didn't want to see what the lad is capable of doing.

Harry erased the whole page and redid it properly this time.

He felt terrible for snapping at him like that, but this was the first time they've spoken in a week and Harry would never figure it would be for this.

So to show Louis that he's sorry, he made his thinking so detailed that maybe it can be written in an essay and wrote a little note in the back.

I'm sorry for snapping at you. I miss you...