prince charming » larry au

[10] "This is so cliché."

CHAPTER 10 EVERYBODYYYY :D

Louis’ P.O.V

”It’s good Harry, It’s a really good start, but I’d like you to write with mo-“ I started to say and looked up at Harry, but immediately stopped talking when I realized how close he was to me. He gave me that innocent smile I thought wasn’t so innocent anymore. It was all a trick, a trick to make me trust him with that little innocent look of his together with those dimples. Without me having any time to think about what happened, he leaned in and pressed his plump lips to mine. I widened my eyes and tried to turn my head away but he wouldn’t let me go that easy as he laid his hand on my cheek, keeping my face turned to his.

I could feel him nudging his lips against mine, which made me, out of a reflex, kissing him back. But only a second later when I realized that was actually happening I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away from me.

“What the hell are you doing?!” I yelled at him, clearly chocked and pulled at my hair. The only thing Harry did was smirking with his lower lip pulled between his lips before giving me a wink, turning away and walked out of my classroom, without a single word.

I sat down in the chair beside my desk and frustrated run a hand through my hair.

What the hell just happened?

I can’t let anyone know about this. For fucks sake. He’s my student. How the hell coud he just do this? Is he really that selfish? Didn’t he think about me, about my job? Or just the fact that I’m his teacher, really.

Let’s just forget about this, it won’t ever happen again. I tried to convince myself, but I don’t know if I actually believed it.

I don’t know anything at the moment.

Harry’s P.O.V

I walked out of Mr. Tomlinson’s classroom with a satisfied smirk on my face. I knew he couldn’t resist me. Even if he only kissed back for a second, that second proves that he liked it.

I walked to lunch where I met my friends at our table where everyone already sat. I greeted them an we chatted around about our day. I told them about what had happened with Mr. Tomlinson just 10 minutes ago and they laughed at it. I don’t think they quite believed it, even if they know that’s just something I really would do. Just like I did.

“Oh Harry!” Zayn exclaimed. I turned my head and looked in his hazel brown eyes with a crocked eyebrow.

“What?” I said boringly, picking at my vegetables while looking at Zayn. Why did I even get vegetables? I don’t even ever eat them.

“We are going clubbing this Friday!” He cheered and the other guys cheered as well.

I sighed. “We are still not 18, so we still can’t get in on any clubs.” I told them. It was only September now, September 25th to be specific.  Which meant 3,5 more months until my birthday. February 1st.

“Don’t you think I’ve thought about that?” He smirked. “I got some guy to make us a fake ID, you’re welcome.” He smiled with a satisfied smile on his face while giving me the ID.