i just..forgot; l.s

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the day seemed to lull pass, and i was doing my best to stay awake in fourth period.

my only harry-less class.

i could sit here all day and tell the world how i hate harry styles for just being alive, but it would be a lie. seeing as he's the man who's been keeping me awake in every class, i should be thankful. but sadly he's not here and my head as promptly hit the desk literally a thousand times.

"louis. do you need to go to the nurse?", a voice, i'm assuming that's attached to the hand on my shoulder, inquires.

i fight the urge to groan. 'not everything is a sudden health problem with me. i could just be bored in your boring ass class.', i think.

"no, ms.handy everything's fine", i answer picking up my book like all the other students.

"alright, well if you need anything you know the drill. if you could please read the assigned pages in the meantime."

i huff audibly, but turn to the pages. if harry was here he'd entertain me with stupid jokes to keep me awake. i miss that stupid tree already.

what startles me awake this time is the bell ringing for lunch. i nearly jump straight out of my chair, but play it off not so subtly.

as i'm stuffing things into my bag, ms. handy calls me to her desk. i finish quickly and make my way over.

"yes, ms.handy?"

"louis. i'm worried for you again. i know you probably hate the extra attention you get for being..sick, but it's hard not to be worried when one of my hardest working students is dozing in the middle of class."

"with all do respect ms handy," fuck off "..i'm a teenager. i stayed up all night and i'm a little tired sue me. once i get some food in me i'll be brand new and i promise i'll be ready for class tomorrow. i really am sorry for being inattentive today."

she scoffs,"oh please louis, don't fret there are people who have been sleeping through my class all year long. i was just worried, but i'm glad you're okay."

i hum in agreement fighting the urge to roll my eyes.

"alright, have a good lunch and remember to get some good rest tonight."

i plaster a smile on my face and wish her a good lunch as well.

"that bitch is always in my business" i mutter to myself.

"well that's not a nice thing to say" a familiar deep voice says from above me. my first instinct is to hit..so i do. and hit a hard chest with my eyes closed.

"ow louis, i thought i would get a warmer welcome seeing as i've saved your ass from detention all day."

my eyes widen in realization.

"oh shit i'm sorry harry." i laugh at my own stupidity, "i didn't know it was you..and.. yeah." i laugh at myself again.

"wait..why are you even here shouldn't you be at lunch?" i question. starting to walk in the direction of the café.

"i guess you've seemed to have forgotten, but i'm a new student and i don't really know where i'm going," harry states embarrassingly his cheeks a dusty pink.