Mind Games | L.S

16 ; sixteen

(sort of smut warning)

Louis' POV

The most annoying sound woke me up on monday morning.

My alarm.

I groaned, my whole being, so badly, not wanting to get up. I did anyway, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. I made sure my alarm was off before swinging my feet over the side of my bed and standing up. I lifted my arms in the air as I stretched and yawned for another two minutes or so. I walked out of my room and towards Niall's room, seeing my mom in kitchen on the way and giving her a sleepy head nod and small wave. I knocked on my brothers door, entering and seeing him still passed out even though his alarm was going off next to his ear.

"How does he not hear that?" I grumbled to myself as I grabbed a pillow off the floor and started hitting his stomach and legs with it.

"Get up, lazy. School." I said as he rolled over to face me, eyes barely open. "Wakey, wakey" I added, giving him a few shakes on the shoulder and turned off his alarm as he sat up.

I turned around, about to walk out of his room before he mumbled something about Harry. I turned around slightly, looking at him.

"Hmm?" I questioned.

"Is that Harry's shirt?" He asked, confused and tired looking.

I had totally forgot that I was wearing a shirt he had left here a while back, looking down nervously and back up at Niall.

"I- uh, dunno? I thought it was yours?" I acted confused.

"Nope, Harry's" he said before getting out of bed and walking past me to the kitchen.

I just followed him, making myself some tea before getting ready.
I wore black skinny jeans, regular vans, a slim fitting grey and white t shirt, and a denim jacket with a couple of random patches sewn into the arms. Fixing up my hair, deciding I looked okay I grabbed my phone and walked out of the room to brush my teeth.

"Ready, Ni?" I called out when I was finished brushing, walking out of the bathroom to see him fully dressed yet still snacking.

He nodded before setting the box of chips down and slipping on his shoes. I walked to the front door, looking over at my mom who was sipping tea and watching the television. I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, me and Niall saying goodbye to her before walking out of the house and into my car.

When we arrived at school I was honestly a little giddy, for one reason. That reason being the boy I'm crazy about. Niall followed me to my locker to chat before class, which was always fine with me. My locker was in perfect view of Harry's which was truly a blessing.
I zoned out a bit, staring at the curly headed boy pack his bag with books, as my blonde brother was talking about something and he seemed to notice.

"Lou. What in the world are you staring at?" He asked, trying to look the direction I was looking.

I quickly looked back at him, mumbling a short "nothing."

He grabbed my chin and made me make eye contact with him.

Damnit, not this.

"What were you looking at?" He asked again, watching my face intently.

My eyes flickered over to the direction of Harry then back at Niall.

Fck

He quickly looked in that direction, looking right at the beautiful boy he was staring at.

"Harry?" He asked, confused.

I just shrugged, trying to fight off my nervousness and embarrassmeng.