Love, Hate and Larry Stylinson? UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!

Chapter 5 - 'Working with the devil'

A/N I DONT OWN ANY OF THE SONGS WRITTEN DOWN AS LOU'S.

~Hermione<3

LOUIS' POV

A week after the incident in the tent and Harry was back to giving me the cold shoulder. Every time I walked past him in the halls, sat by Liam, Zayn and Niall at lunch or even smiled at him when he looked at me, he would always be there sending my the evils. I had resolved in sitting and hanging around with Stan 24/7.

I didnt get what I did wrong? I mean, sure, I kissed him, but he kissed me back! If he didnt want to, he would have stopped me, or said something snide or horrid, or he wouldnt have responded the way he did! But no, of course he kissed back. I dont even know why I kissed him, it just seemed like the thing to do. I mean, that day in the forrest made me realize, hes not as stuck up as everybody makes him out to be, hes actually okay deep down inside him.

After we got back from the camping trip, we were back to normal lessons. With Harry. Li, Zayn and Ni were in them too, but Harry always sat with them, and so did I.

"Hey Lou, you coming to Performing Arts? We have that mystery assignment today remember?" My bestfriend Stan said to me. I snapped my head away from my phone, I was updaing my youtube channel.

"Hmm? Oh yeah sure! I wounder what Mrs Henderson has planned for us then? I hope its not drama, I dont mind acting, but you know, singing is my thing!" I said to him, he knew how much I liked singing, infact,  he and Harry were the only ones who knew. If everybody else knew about my secret hobby, I would be the laughing stock of the school. Everybody would take the mick outta me. We gathered out books from my locker and made our way up to the theatre.

---IN THE THEATRE---

"Right class, sit down anywhere on the first six rows. Thank you. Miss Parkinson, phone away!" Mrs Henderson, our over dramatic performing arts teacher, instructed. Stan and I sat down so that we could see the front, taking out out notepads and pens. I was sat infront of Addison, the school...princess.

"Your mystery assignment is...SINGING! You will be given a partner with whom you shall write a duet and then perform it. This mark counts for thirty percent of your GCSE grade, so make it good." Mrs H informed us. I heard Addison start to giggle with her friends Patricia and Josie.

"Oh my god! I hope Im with Harry, his voice is just...ugh its perfect! Have you heard him? He was singing in his tent late one night on the camping trip. I dont think he thought any body could hear him, but i was just next door. Seriously, hes perfect!" I chuckled at the thought. Harry? Popular, ladies man Harry? A singer? Come on! Nobody that popular would enjoy singing! I sat and listened to Mrs H giving out the partners.

"Josie Campbell and Patricia Mellark. Stan Lucas and Addison Parkinson. Zayn Malik and Liam Payne. Niall Horan and Jessica Eddie. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson...." WHAT?! I looked at Stan, my eyes wide, unfortunately, he was talking to Addy, did I mention he has a crush on her? No? Well he does. I dunno How hes supposed to sing with her, she will have him doing whatever she wants by the end of this. He literally will be her personal slave. And he will love every second of it.

"Meet me outside after sixth period, we can go to mine and plan." Harry said to me from five seats to my right. I nodded and went back to Mrs H telling us what we had to do for our project.

Five painful lessons and one lunch period later, I walked up to the main gate to meet Harry. He was waiting, swirling his house keys around his left index finger, eating an apple with his right hand. I went up to him.

"Ready?" I asked. He scoffed.

"Been ready for ten minutes."

"Sorry if I had to back and get something from my locker. Youll be thanking me when we need it for this assignment." I said as I walked off towards his house. I still remembered the way from our school. Straight down the road, first left, second right, straight on, over the bridge, past the primary school and youre at his home. He put his key in the lock and we walked into his main room. We plonked down on the couch and took out out notepads, I however, took out my second notepad. Harry gave me a funny look.