Broken

Chapter 7

Harry

I walk into English and see Louis already sitting in his seat next to mine at the back of the class, his arms stretched back behind his head as he swings back and forth on his chair. I try to avoid making eye contact with him as I make my way to my chair and sit down. Maybe he was so drunk that he doesn't even remember what happened between us? Or maybe he regrets it so much that he can't even bring himself to look at me let alone talk to me!

I figure that I need to at least try and talk to him to see where his heads at.

"Hey" I call over to him with my heart rate rising instantly with nerves.

"Oh so you've suddenly decided to talk to me again?" Louis replies. I think he says something else which I can't quite figure out.

"What?" I lean closer, focusing on his lips.

"You completely ignored me yesterday"

"Oh...I...I'm sorry...there's something I should probably explain"

"Let's just forget about it all okay?"

What was I expecting, him to come running into my arms and declare his love for me? Don't be so stupid Harry. What could he possibly want with you? Why would anyone want you? Each thought stings like a pinprick as it dances through my head.

"If that's what you want" I sigh.

"Yeah" he smiles. "I think you're a nice guy...let's just start over"

Wait, he actually wants to be friends. I can work with friends. A wave of relief washes over me and I exhale the breath that I didn't quite realise I had been holding all this time.

"I'd like that"

"Good me too" he replies with a perfect smile taking up his whole face. He's so beautiful.

My attentions diverted to Miss Perry explaining what we're supposed to be doing at the front of the class, she writes notes as the class copies. Louis, however, spends most of his time playing on his phone under the table.

"Harrryyyyyyyyyyy  Harrryyyyyyy!" Louis calls as he repeatedly pokes me in the arm. I know he's trying to get my attention but I playfully ignore him and pretend I'm concentrating on what miss Perry is saying which in truth I am. "Harry I'm bored, entertain me please"

I jokingly hold my finger against my lips and point with my other hand to the board. We're soon handed worksheets to complete. As I start answering the questions I notice Louis out of the corner of my eye trying to get my attention.

"Okay alright!" I crack after trying to ignore him for a further 5 minutes, this boy is relentless."I don't know how to entertain you but I can help you with your work. How many questions have you done? I'm on number 8"

Louis chews the end of his pen as he answers me making this conversation very hard to actually understand.

Louis

Harry spends the next 20 minutes trying to explain to me how to answer the questions on some stupid book that I will never read. I'm actually surprised with how clever he really is. This is the longest that I've spoken to him and it sounds like he has a slight accent ,it's kinda cute. Miss Parra, or whatever her name is, keeps looking over at us and smiling at Harry and it's really starting to get annoying.

I use my pen as a drum stick on the table, deliberately trying to annoy Harry; it's funny seeing him trying to hide his laughs. He continues to talk about 'looking behind the lines' and something about the power of metaphors but I find myself not listening and just staring at him instead.