We are illegal (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

"Well I'm 17 and I love football which I played back in Doncaster where I' from and I hoped I could keep playing here. You have a team right?" Louis asks earning a yes from my other friend Niall who also plays football.

"Okay thank you Louis, you can have a seat." our mentor says looking at Louis.

I look around in the classroom seeing there's only one seat left.

Beside me.

I look over to Louis seeing that he's walking over to me and looking me straight into my eyes.

He's eyes are truly beautiful.

He sits down beside me. Us still looking at each other like we are stuck.

He's eyes are blue, just like a beautiful ocean.

I can see a small smirk form on his lips which makes me bite my lip in a try to not smile.

But I fail and grin. Big.

I feels like the time stands still when I look into his eyes and we can't break our eye contact.

But then our mentor speaks which makes us break the contact and both of us look away.

"I hope you all will make Louis feel like he belongs here." he says. "Let's introduce ourselfs to Louis. Liam you're first."

I look over to Liam seeing him sigh.

"So I am Liam, I'm 17 soon, and I like to read books and spend time with my girlfriend." he says then turns his gaze at me.

"Thank you. Next!" our mentor speaks looking at me meaning it's my turn.

"Well... I'm Harry, I am 17 and I like to play football and like.. Hang with my friends." I say, then looking at Louis meeting his eyes again.

I don't know what it is. Every time I meet his eyes I feel kind of different. I've never felt like this before. Not even with a girl.

It's like I want to know more about him.

- - -

Now we've got our new schedules and I see that my next class is spanish, meaning that I won't be with Liam since he's got french instead.

I walk to spanish seeing that nobody's here yet except our teacher Mr. Brooks.

I greet him then I sit down alone in the back.

It doesn't take long until other students starts to come and fill the classroom.

Then I see him in the doorway, looking straight into my eyes again.

Those beautiful blue eyes who belongs to Louis.

He shakes his head and starts walking over to me.

"Is it okay if I sit here?" he asks me.

"Yes. Please." I answer shortly.

He sits down next to me, still having my eyes on him.

''You're Harry, right?'' he asks now meeting my eyes again.

''Yeah.'' I answer smiling, knowing that he remembers my name.

''So you play football, yeah?'' he asks still looking me in the eyes.

"Yup, been doing that for like 9 years now. I absolutely love it!" I say, not breaking the contact.

"I've also been playing for about that long." he says, then continuing. "So do you play here in Cheshire?"

''Yeah, we actually have a practice today if you would like to join." I say making him smile