sticky notes. l.s au

three

*harry's thoughts are in italics

Harry was in his last period and the teacher gave them an science assignment, they both had to pick a subject of science and do an experiment with it. His heart stopped when he heard who he was paired with, he's not even kidding when he says it literally stopped. Harry watches Louis' piercing blue eyes peer around the room, "Who's Harry?" He asked, eyebrows raised.

The class laughs, "That loser." Someone shouts out and Louis rolled his eyes, looking at the guy who said it. "The only loosah I see is you," he retorted, then looking at the teacher's outstretched hand that pointed to a boy with curls who seemed to be hiding. The class snickered at his remark and he just shrugged. He hated bullies.

"No fighting." Mrs. Dobbs apprehended.

Harry blushed in embarrassment and pushed his curls in front of his face to hide, his heart pounded against his chest as he saw Louis make his way over.

Fuck, he's coming over. He has to work with me. He stuck up for me. Oh my, he's so beautiful, please love me. I'm gonna die... HARRY! He's talking to you, respond. Body Overload! Body Overload! He just touched me! My hand, I'll never wash this hand ever again. Wait, what did he say? Just say Hi, you dolt!

"Hey! I'm assuming you're Harry, correct?" Louis asked, the boy just seemed to stare at him and he waved in his face and accidentally hit his hand against his. "Oops, sorry." He quickly apologized and that seemed to wake his lab partner up.

"Hi!" He said loudly, a blush followed and he apologized for his outburst. "I-uhm-sorry. Hi." He stuttered out and Louis chuckled at the flustered boy, he was cuter when he talked.

"Hey, Harry right? I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson." He stuck his hand out for him to shake.

Harry's breath hitched.

He's so much more beautiful up close. Such a posh name. Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson. Harry Tomlinson. We'd be so perfect together.

"Harry Tomlinson..." He whispers obliviously, quite obviously dazed, taking his hand in his to shake. His hands are so soft and nice. Small and delicate. He smelled good.

Louis' eyebrows bunched up and he grinned lightly, interest shining in his eyes. "Seriously, yeah? Are you like a second cousin then?" He asked curiously, finding it odd.

Harry's eyes widened and he realized what he said, "No! I meant, Styles. Harry Styles," He blushed in embarrassment. Louis seems confused but his thought process is interrupted by the teacher.

They look around the room to see everyone with partners facing the teacher as she gives out more directions and dismisses class. "I need ideas for your project next week. It doesn't have to long, make sure it's doable in a week." Mrs. Dobbs told them all, preparing for the next class.

"So, give me your number, yeah? I'll text you when to come over. Wanna come today? Or tomorrow?" Louis asked as he packs up his things. Harry nods, heart beating miles an hour at the thought of going to his house.

"Uh, today okay?" He asked.

Louis nodded again and they departed to their own ways, Harry absolutely buzzing because he talked to him!! He even touched him.

Swoon.

Louis stays behind to talk to the teacher about the project, missing some things and getting clarification about other things. Harry uses that opportunity to write another sticky note. He pulls out a grey one from his book bag and jots down a quick message.

It takes him a minute to think of what he wants to focus on but when he does, he writes it. Everyone is almost gone so he's alone as he sticks it on the blue and cold metal locker.

"The birds' tweet, I do not tingle. The wind blows through my hair, I do not tingle. You touch me, I feel sparks as if an electric current is passing through me, and that's when I tingle."

He waits behind the wall when he hears him coming and smiled widely at his reaction. A deep blush spread through his body and he giggled.

Harry leaves satisfied when he heard him giggle and goes home to change. Louis texts him the time and location and he's nervous as he gets ready. He calls up his best friend, Niall, and screams. He literally screams everything that happened.

"NIALLLLLL! Oh my fuck!! Guess what the hell happened to me!" Harry screamed, shoes off as he jumped up and down on the bed.

His mother, Anne heard from downstairs and shook her head at the boy, he didn't even speak to her when he came in, at least not properly. Harry had came in, squealing as he raised his phone in the air.

She looked shocked and upset while she asked him, "Why are you squealing, Harry?"

Harry felt like he couldn't breathe as he just jumped from foot to foot, squealing. Anne rolled her eyes and told him to shut up before starting to clean the kitchen.

"Chill out, Harry! What happened?" He grumbled into the phone, playing a really intense online game of FIFA. He had gotten home and immediately ditched homework for it.

Harry didn't mind Niall's grumbles, too excited. "Louis! Louis Perfect Freaking Tomlinson wants me to come to his house!" He said quickly.

Niall chuckled at the fact that Louis' middle name changed all the time, from 'Louis Perfect Ass Tomlinson' to 'Louis Amazing Curves Tomlinson'.

"That's major, mate. Know what for?" Niall responded.

"School Project! I need help getting something to wear though, please!" Harry begged, his feet falling purposely from under him so he flopped down on his bottom, the bed making him bounce.

Niall wasn't sure why he couldn't just wear what he was wearing then. He helps out with him for Harry's sake, knowing how excited he was. He helped with clothes and everything else over video chat on his laptop, still playing his game. "Yes, that one! Looks great!".

Harry was wearing his black skinnies and a white shirt.

"I have to go to my friend's house for a project, mum." He informed his mother in the kitchen, hugging her from behind.

Anne rolled her eyes, "Look who's talking. Done fangirling?" She asked him and Harry blushed and pouted.

"Yes, I'm done. Can I go?" He asked with a hint of desperation in his voice.

It took five minutes of convincing before she agreed only to tell him to sweep up a bit. Harry quickly did it then he was ready to leave. He drives there in his mum's SUV , hands shaking as they reach to knock on the door. He knocked softly, biting roughly on his lip.

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