The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 3-

*Louis' POV*

Each lesson felt longer than the next, my stomach still churning with nerves as the end of the day drew closer. My mind spinning with questions as I went back over and over the note in my head.

Meet me by the lamp in the car park behind the school, after school. We need to talk.

Talk about what? He didn't even know me so what could he possibly want to talk about? Despite the worrying, I couldn't help but picture how beautiful his face would be close up, his emerald green eyes staring into my blue eyes. His dimples slightly showing as he smiles. That smile, that beautiful smile! Imagine how soft those lips would feel against mine, his body close to might, my arms wrapped around his neck and his around my waist, as the kiss deepens and we-

"Louis?!" I heard a voice shout.

"What? What? Oh, Niall...hi." I must've been daydreaming.

"Are you deaf or what? I shouted you like five times!" He laughed. "What were you even thinking about?" Curiosity getting the better of him.

My mind went over what I had been thinking about and I was definitely not telling Niall any of that.

"Nothing important. What's up anyways?"

"Well I wondered if you wanted to go Cindy's again after school? I have a friend I want you to meet, trust me you'll love him!" Excitement was clear in his voice.

I wanted to go but I knew that Harry wanted to meet me. I was too scared to say no to Harry.

"I'd love to Niall, but I can't. I'm sorry but I'm kind of already meeting someone else", I was really hoping he wouldn't question me on who.

"Ooohhh who?!" He cooed.

"Just someone. Listen I have to go to lesson now so I'll text you later maybe?" I really wanted to avoid anymore questioning.

"Yeah ok. Catch you later Tommo" he called out. Tommo? He does make me laugh.

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The final bell rung and suddenly I felt sick. My stomach churning with nerves and butterflies. This was it. There was no going back, I had to meet him. I packed up my things and shoved them into my bag, making my way out of the classroom and to the back of the school.

When I got closer to the lamp, I saw him standing there, hands in his pockets and leaning against the post. All in black as usual. His head moved from the ground to looking directly at the way I was walking. He smiled as he saw me, giving me butterflies in my stomach.

I hesitantly approached him, eyes locking as I finally reached him. We stood in silence for a moment before he finally spoke.

"Erm, hi...Louis right?" His voice was gentle but slightly raspy. Matching him appropriately.

"Yeah it's Louis Tomlinson, you're Harry yeah?" I didn't want to sound too curious or excited as I spoke.

"Er yeah, Harry Styles. How did you know?" He sounded almost scared as he spoke.

I went through my mind, finding a way to not mention Niall's name.

"I remember Mrs.Clarke saying your name when you came in late that's all."

"Ah right ok." Clearly relieved. "Speaking of Mrs.Clarke, she may or may not have told you yet but she's assigning you to be my tutor. I just thought that maybe, if you wanted to, you could er come to mine?" He spoke, his voice cracking at the end.

"Erm yeah why not?" I didn't want to sound too excited, but in my mind I was screaming with happiness.

"I just thought since we will be working together, we might as well get to know each other better, yanno so it's not awkward?" Voice still raspy, but I found it overly adorable.

"Yeah ok, when do you want me over?"

"Erm now if you want? My car is just over there". He pointed at the black (typical) BMW that was across the other side of the car park.

"Nice car" I spoke as we strolled towards the BMW.

He opened the door for me before going round and getting in himself, starting up the car and driving to his. It wasn't a long drive, Harry singing along to the radio made it even better. He really did have an amazing voice, I wonder if he knew it though?

He parked the car in the drive, before he exited his side quicker than he should've, only to open the door for me again. A true gentleman. His house was quite small, which surprised me due to the fact that he clearly had a lot of money to be able to afford a BMW, but it was cute and quaint. I liked it.

Stepping inside his home, I heard a voice call from the kitchen.

"Harry? Is that you?" Her voice was soft and gentle as she spoke, slight worry in her voice.

"Yes it's me. Me and Lou are going upstairs". He already has a nickname for? Must resist the urge to scream with joy.

"Ok then. Hi Louis!" She poked her head around the corner, looking from the kitchen to the living room.

"You're Johannah's son aren't you?" She spoke with her voice in a higher pitch than before.

"Yeah I am. Do you know her?" Stupid question there, of course she knows her or else she wouldn't of mentioned her.

She laughed gently as she spoke, "yes I do, she's my new colleague. Well I'll let her know that you're here then so she doesn't worry." A small smile appearing on her face, dimples like Harry's showing.

"Thank you." I smiled back before turning and following Harry upstairs.

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Harry's room was quite big considering the size of the house. He had a double bed, wardrobes, a large desk with a plasma television on top and an en suite. Not too bad.

There was silence until Harry finally spoke, "so...do you play FIFA?"

"Yeah, I love FIFA! Always been a big football fan" I spoke with maybe too much excitement in my voice.

"Me too, Man United all the way!" Waving his hands in the air like he was at a game.

"No no no! Doncaster all the way!" It was my turn to turn into the football hooligan, hands high above my head.

"Fine then. I'll be Man United and you be Doncaster and we'll just see who's the best shall we?" A smirk began to appear on his face.

I was never one to turn down a challenge, "bring it on!" And with that, the game began.

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A few hours flew by before we decided to stop playing. Catching a few glances off each other throughout the games, smiles shared when we caught each other. Harry had beaten me five times and I had beaten him three. It was evident in the smirk on his face that he had won, he had been smirking since he won the first game.

The room was now filled with silence as he sat on the bed, moving slightly closer to me. I was staring straight at him as his head lifted and his eyes stopped at mine. I wanted to look away but for some reason my eyes refused to. Before I knew it, I was leaning in, but so was he. Wait- he was leaning in? Our eyes were still locked as we moved closer, our faces only inches apart when-

"Louis! Your mum is here" Anne shouted from downstairs.

We both pulled back in surprise and stared at the door, realisation kicking in as we both realised what had just happened. He grabbed my bag and handed it to me, avoiding any eye contact.

"See you tomorrow" was all he said before I walked out the door and downstairs, looking back up at him one last time before leaving.

What just happened?

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