When green met blue ( larry stylinson)

Light

(Louis Pov)

It's the beginning of second semester, and I'm in my normal cloths which consist of a white shirt with red stripes, an a classic pair of dark-wash pants rolled up at the ankle, along with a relatively old pair of black vans.

I make my way down the long hallway to the best class of the day, Drama!!! I've been waiting all day for this class, and it's finally time that I can express myself, through what I do best. Acting.

The seat creaks as I sit down in the old wooden chair in the second row. "ugh this school is old" I mentally say to myself as the rush of students walk in and take their seats.

A few seconds after the bell rings the teacher walks in and says " welcome class, I'm thinking this semester we work on a play", " yes I love plays" I say slightly loud enough for a few people next to me hear and give me annoyed looks, but I just shrug them of. As the teacher starts to go on about the possibility's of plays we could put on, the auditorium door opens and a bight almost blinding light shines through the door.

"OH MY GOD!" Is the only thing I can even manage to think as i watch the most beautiful boy I have ever seen walk into the auditorium and take a seat at the back of the class.

As the light from the open door dwindles back into darkness one of the last things I see is that boys hair. Perfect curly chestnut crown hair styled into a quiff, the sides and back slightly messy but it falls so perfectly on him. Great hair has always been a weakness of mine, and god did that boy have some beautiful hair.

*DING DING DING* the bell for lunch kicks me out of my stalkerish staining, and I run of to the bathroom passing people in the hallways and at one point almost knocking someone over in the process.

I push open the door and stand over the sink looking at my reflection, I'm slightly blushed because if the running through the halls but I also think It could be because of that boy from the auditorium, "no it couldn't be I don't even know him how could I even possibly think something of him" I whisper to myself as I grab my bag I had previously tossed on the floor next to the sink,"but I intend to get to know him before this school year is over"

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short chapter sorry...