Louis Tomlinson. A shy and rather short boy with a no-good boyfriend receives a series sticky notes everyday from someone unknown that's apparently in love with him.
Said person tries to brighten his day while also trying not to reveal his identity...
It was only three days later when Louis found his next note. He was walking with Mark and his friends when he saw it. The group was walking to their lockers for next class and Louis talked with Zayn the whole time because he was the only one of Mark's friends that were tolerable.
Zayn and him were walking ahead while the others horsed around behind them. Zayn hung with Louis when he was around because he knew he didn't like the others.
"Lou, what's that?" Zayn asked at the lockers, supporting his weight against the blue metal locker as the raven-haired boy points to purple sticky note on clinging to the metal.
Louis looks at it and visibly lights up at the sight. In a flash, he grabs it and reads it, turning away from the boy so he couldn't see it. He smiles widely and giggles a bit at it.
"Lou? What ya looking at, mate? What is it?" Zayn's accent rings in his ear, making his head snap up and over at him.
"Nothing." He shrugs in nonchalantly and opens his locker, getting his books and subtly putting the note in his Math book. Zayn looks at him in suspicion but drops it, deciding that Louis would tell him if he wanted. They weren't the closest anyway, he had no right to pick in his business.
Mark and his friends come up and they all walk to different classes, people scattering the hallways and he gets pushed a lot. He sighs in relief when he gets in class, sitting in the back next to a curly headed boy.
He recognized him...that's the boy Zayn always mentions that apparently stares at him all the time. He usually laughs it off and just rolls his eyes but maybe he's the one that leaves sticky notes....nah. It's quite far-fetched.
Louis snorts at the thought as he sets his books up on his desk, not noticing the boy next to him watching his every move like his life depended on it until he catches him. He was biting his lip. pen twirling in between his fingers as he looked around the room, thinking of how the hell he was supposed to solve a squared just to find the missing side of the right triangle.
He looked at the backs of people's heads and all around him till he looked beside him and found the curly-headed lad staring intensely at him, a look of fond and awe.
Louis looked beside him, figuring he wasn't genuinely looking at him. He didn't find anyone next to him because he was next to a wall and he felt dumb for considering it since he was promoted against it. "Urm..." He said under his breath, awkward as he licked his lips then looked away only to look at him again seconds later, he blushed, not sure what to say.
The boy seemed to notice the change in his features and body language and he blushed, looking away. Louis only bit his lip, not sure what happened or what to do so he looked down at his work.
Only seconds later he felt the same eyes on him and glanced at him, a mixture of confusion, interest and thought in his expression as he looked at the boy. He really liked his curly hair and cherry plump lips. He looked up at his green eyes and gave an awkward smile before looking down at his work, making the other boy smile and look to his own work.
The period goes fast and the next thing Louis knows, he standing to pack up his notes and leaving the room. He gets another note, one that he loved a lot. It was so cute and cheesy to him.
"If you were a fish, I'd be the sea.
Ps: You're the only fish in the sea for me!"- For Lou.
They drew a whole picture and everything! A cute little ocean-no, the sea at the bottom of the page with a grey, goldfish. It was cute and dorky.
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He went on with his day, it was uneventful but bearable. Until his last class, Science.
"Christy and Greg, you're a pair. Morgan and Felma, pair. Louis, you're gonna be paired with....." The teacher, Mrs. Dobbs, looks around the room and makes a sound of approval when she spots someone.
"Harry! You're gonna be paired with Harry. I expect this project done by next Friday everyone. You won't have time in here so I suggest working with your partners outside of school." She says, a stern look as she gazes on her pupils.
HEY, HEY, YOU, YOU. I DON'T LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! Hehe.
This chapter is so short! Sorry! UPDATE: much longer now!
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