troublesome

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Harry's POV:

"Let go of my fucking ear!" Louis tried to swat my hand away. I shook my head and ignored him. I grabbed his bicep and continued to pull him out of the school.

It had been a few days since the incident with Lindsay and she hasn't reached out to apologize. I thought with all of this going on Louis would appreciate going to school to get his mind off of things but that wasn't the case.

"Why can't you go two days without causing trouble?" I questioned through my teeth once we got to the carpark.

"Why can't you go two seconds without breathing down my neck for every little mistake I make?" He shot back.

I stopped walking and looked him straight in the eyes, my eyebrows furrowed and my eyes squinted. "This was not a little mistake!"

"Oh, I hardly touched him." He rolled his eyes, trying to walk away, I grabbed his arm again and pulled him back to stand in front of me.

"Then why was he bleeding?" I asked him, my jaw clenching.

"He was a complete idiot!" His voice went high and he tried to shake his arm from my grip. I didn't let him and he huffed.

"I didn't know that idiocy caused people to start spontaneously bleeding from the nose." My voice was dead serious.

"Well, it's a new phenomenon." He rolled his eyes.

"Car. Now." I commanded.

"Full. Sentences." He mocked me. I let go of his arm and pointed to my car. He gave me an annoyed look before walking to the car. He got in and slammed the door shut.

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. "God." I sighed. I realized my fists were clenched tightly against my sides, so I forced myself to relax them.

I walked to the car slowly and got in. I looked over to Louis and saw he had a book open.

"Buckle your seatbelt." I reminded him, while fastening my own.

"Shut up." He responded, not lifting his head up. I shook my head and snatched the book from his hands, tossing it into the back seat.

He mumbled a few curse words under his breath before buckling his seatbelt.

I drove out of the school car park, feeling Louis' eyes on me. I didn't look back, but I knew he was still looking at me. I got to a red light and glanced over at him.

His eyes were fixed on me and his lips were sealed tightly together. I could see a redness surrounding part of his eyes making my heart ache for him.

"I feel like everything I would scold you for right now, is something I've already said to you." I told him, my tone disappointed. "I don't see the point, if you're not going to listen.

"I listen." He mumbled, his voice sounding so vulnerable and pathetic.

"You might listen, but do you actually take my words into consideration?" I questioned, already knowing what his answer would be.

I looked back at the road when the light turned, not expecting an answer.

"He was being a jerk." Louis finally spoke into the silent car. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want to hear excuses. You punched someone and almost broke his nose!" I exclaimed angrily, my hands gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter than normal.