The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 4-

A/N - I hope you're enjoying the story, I know my chapters aren't the best and aren't that long but I do intend on updating more often. Once I have finished my exams then I'll be able to update more often. Again, feel free to leave comments and let me know what you think.

P.S - I CAN'T BELIEVE WWA TOUR HAS STARTED!!!

*Louis' POV*

I couldn't sleep for hours last night. My mind was still processing what had happened earlier with Harry. Why did he even lean in? He's not gay right? But then again, I don't really know anything about him so how could I know. Alls I know right now is that I can feel myself falling for him already. Surely this can't be good? Right?

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I headed over to my locker, putting all my books for the rest of the day inside, minus my maths book because I needed that for second lesson. My first lesson was English...with Harry. Maybe Mrs.Clarke would tell me that I'd be working with Harry, after all she's delayed it for long enough.

Liking to keep everything organised, I placed the books in alphabetical order. It also made it easier for me to find the right book. I shut the locker door an-

"Hi" he spoke enthusiastically, causing me jump.

"Oh my- Harry! Don't ever and I mean ever do that again! You could've given me a heart attack!" Maybe slightly dramatic but oh well.

"Wow! Someone's a drama queen" he teased, nudging my arm with his elbow as he spoke.

"Whatever! Anyways, what's up Curly?" I had decided that it would be the most appropriate nickname to use.

"Curly, that's cute" he winked as he spoke, causing my cheeks to turn a deep red, causing him to smirk.

"I just thought since we have English together and my locker is literally four spaces from yours, maybe we could go together?" His dimples showed as his smirk turned into a grin, plastered across his face from ear to ear.

"Yeah sure. Sounds like a plan." I guess he wasn't phased by the almost kiss yesterday. In fact it was almost like he had forgotten about it completely.

We were near to English when I finally spoke up.

"Harry? About yesterday, I was just-"

"Just forget about it yeah? It's in the past. What happened, happened. Don't worry about it." His smile was sympathetic but mine was just fake. Clearly fake.

"Yeah sure. So what did you write about for the homework?" Switching topics as quickly as humanly possible.

For the homework, we had to wrote a short story on something to do with pain. I did being bullied. I'd been through it and it wasn't something I'd be questioned on because pretty much everyone has been through it at some point, some worse than others.

"Oh er yeah, the homework" nerves began to show in his voice. What's wrong with him?

"Harry? Are you ok?" I placed my hand on his shoulder and stared deep into his eyes letting him know that I care, smiling at him as I did so.

He eventually returned the smile, but a very small one, "yeah I'm fine, sorry about that."

He cleared his throat before beginning his sentence, "for the homework I wrote about a young boy who is different from all his friends. His friends find out and bully him, so much that he doesn't want to go to school anymore. It gets worse when he tells his parents because his dad begins to beat him because he's different, and although his mum tries to stop him from beating her son, he just hurts her too." Tears began to build up in his eyes as he spoke of his story and I couldn't help but wonder, what if this happened to him?

"Wow. With stories like that I'm pretty sure you dont need a tutor do you Shakespeare?" my attempt to make him feel better wasn't the best, but he laughed at my pathetic joke indicating that it worked.

We arrived at English only a minute later, heading to our seats as we did so. I got to my seat before Harry got to his and was about to sit when I felt a large pair of hands on my waist, shifting me slightly to the side, allowing him access to his seat. My cheeks turned a deep red and I could see the smirk on his face grow wider as he winked at me and took his seat. I swear he is trying to tease me. If so, it's definitely working.

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Before I knew it, it was time for dinner which, other than the end of school was my favourite time of the day. I got my food and took a seat at my usual table, being joined by Niall not long after, joined by a friend. His friend had dark blonde hair styled also into a quiff to match Niall's. He wore jeans that weren't tight like Harry's but weren't baggy either, and a white tank top to match. His biceps stood out from a mile away and although I would never go for him, he was extremely attractive.

"Louis this is Liam. Liam, Louis." His hand motioned from me to Liam, then back from Liam to me.

"Hi, I'm Liam." Liam put his hand up for me to shake, which obviously I did.

"Louis." Shaking his hand as I spoke.

Niall churped up once we had stopped shaking hands and began to talk. "So Louis, me and Liam are going to the Cinema this weekend if you want to come?"

"Depends on what you're watching".

Niall furrowed his brows, "we aren't sure yet, we are going to decide when we get there. Come on it will be fun!"

He was clearly excited by the event so how could I say no? "Go on then".

Niall pratically jumped from his seat, running around to where I was sat and wrapping his arms around me. As I felt his warm embrace, I heard a cough from behind, indicating that they wanted attention, whoever it was.

Niall let go of me and walked back to his seat, after huffing when he saw whoever the person was. My eyes widened as I turned and saw Harry standing infront of me.

"Well hi Cur- Harry". I quickly corrected myself knowing that it was probably best to keep the nicknames to ourseleves.

"Louis, I need a quick word. It won't take long." He motioned his head to the door to the cafe, walking away after he did so.

"I won't be long" I told Niall and Liam before getting up from my seat and heading towards where Harry was walking. Knowing Niall and his appetite, when I get back my food will be gone anyways. I turned through the exit and stood infront of Harry waiting for him to speak.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to come around mine again, only if you wanted obviously." I thought my answer would be obvious, but he still seemed nervous.

"Yeah definitely, meet me at the same place as yesterday, yeah?" The grin clear on my face.

"Er yeah sure". He seemed to be taken back by the fact that I wanted to meet there, but how could I not? It's the place where I first got to speak to him, of course I would go there.

"See you later then Curly". I winked and walked away, seeing his cheeks blush as I did so.

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"Hey sorry about that, what did I miss?" Looking up, I could see Niall mentally slapping me repeatidly.

"More importantly, what did we miss?" He raised his brows, staring straight at me.

"N-nothing, we j-just had to t-talk about h-homework thats all", nerves causing me to obviously stutter.

"Since when does Harry Styles do homework?" He questioned.

"Since now I guess" I shurgged, my mind travelling back to his story for English. I still couldn't help but wonder if that had happened to him, and I was determined to find out.