6-10-18:
thank you all that are still here, it's wonderful that you still are. i haven't updated since march 30th? i just didn't know what to write.im very, very sorry, guys.
it's summer so hopefully i'll be back fully. to make it up with you, here's a face reveal.
(lmao, like you guys even wanted that.11/24/22: jesus fuck, years later and i'm back lmao. at least i didn't abandon this book 😊 hello y'all. i'm much older now and i'm falling in love with writing again. enjoy :)
NOW! TO THE STORY!
Three weeks later, things were already back to normal. Harry and Louis didn't kiss again after that, they never brought up anything that happened that night.
Louis had found out a few days into the week that Mark had to move. Apparently, he had some personal things going on my with his grandmother and he and his family went to take care of her. Which was sad, but at least Louis was free from worries when it came to him. Things were falling into place. He couldn't be happier.
Winter was slowly leaving and Spring was quickly approaching. The snow and ice had long gone melted and the sun was bright, yet the air was still very chilly.
Louis liked the mixture.
SAT's were in process and Louis was stressing, English was first, his favourite subject, but also the hardest. The questions were long and difficult, so were the passages and poems they had to miraculously understand. Then there were the 2-3 essays that were due along with those passages.
He was the almost always the last person left in the school library finishing his paper.
When he was home, he had to study for next week's subject: Math and Science. He was stressed and a bit overwhelmed.
Harry was the same except less stressed cause he was always working and studying, so he was confident in himself.
Now that the tests were over, all Louis wanted to do was lounge in bed and say, "Fuck yeah. I made it!", but sadly that wasn't the case. School was still in. Two more weeks left.
He didn't think about that though, I mean why would he? It's Friday and it's the end of the day.
Louis was just leaving the library and going to his locker when Zayn walked up to him.
He smiled a little, he hasn't seen him around for a bit. He hadn't hung with him since he started his friendship with Harry.
"Hey, man. What's up?" Lou asked him, looking into his locker to put his unnecessary books in his bag.
"Erm, nothing just wanted to say hi. Even though Mark is gone, I still wanna hang out and stuff, you know?" Zayn said casually, hiding his nervousness easily.
Louis raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh yeah, dude. That's cool, we can whenever you want." He replied.
Zayn was almost surprised, Louis wasn't usually this open and inviting. He was more quiet, on edge. Reserved, Zayn would say. He guesses because Mark is gone. However though, he smiled.
"Cool."
"Cool." Louis said back.
Zayn walked off and Louis smiled. He reached up into his locker to get anything else and only found a small paper.
His eyes widened, another note. He hadn't received one yesterday. Harry also wasn't at school yesterday, he thinks to himself.
He grabbed it and stuck it to his phone and placed them both in his pocket. Closing his locker, he turned on his heel and was met with an excited Harry coming his way.
"We're done with tests!!" He said in excitement once he reached Louis. But if you looked around, everyone was saying the same and were pretty excited. Especially because it ended on a Friday.
Louis giggled, "Yeah, we are." He said, walking past him with Harry following.
"So we going to yours today?" Louis asked, looking to his side at him.
"Yup, and so is Niall. All of us, unless you want to invite that Zayn guy I saw you talking to." Harry spoke hard on Zayn's name.
Louis looked at him weirdly, "Yeah...no. Maybe next time. It's just gonna be the gang, we need a breakkk." He pushed Harry playfully and continued walking.
"We can watch movies all night, you could talk about that crush of yours." Louis wiggles his eyebrows at the end, smirking.
"Don't think I've forgotten about that." He speaks again.
Harry groans internally, "Yeah, okayy. We'll also eat right? 'Cause I'm really hungry." He changed the topic.
Was Louis cluelessly? Did he think he'd kiss him while being in love with someone? Surely he knows how Harry feels about him.
Harry brushes off the thought as Louis begins to speak again.
"Same." Lou said and they walked out of the building, students trailing behind them.
Niall was out waiting by his car and they walked to him in silence. "Let's go get something to eat, guys." Niall said when they were all in the car.
Harry and Louis laughed, just talking about that. "Yeah, let's."
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Once the three boys made it back to Harry's, they headed straight to Harry's room. Harry's mom was just leaving and left £40 on the table for food since she'd be gone till Sunday.
Niall took Harry's beanbag and Louis took Harry's bed, Harry took the soft carpeted floor.
"I need to shit," Niall said and got up, leaving.
Harry shook his head and rolled his eyes, knowing that was an excuse to leave him and Louis alone. Though he didn't doubt Niall really did have to shit.
Louis takes his phone to hook it to Harry's amazing Bluetooth that he still loves. His lime green sticky note falls and he grabs it, smiling cause he forgot about it.
He reads it.
'tests are done today, aren't you glad? oh, btw, i love your messy hairstyle today. stay pretty, sweetheart. - anon
He of course smiles and folds it up and sticks it in his pants. Harry watched him silently.
Louis catches his eye, "You're cute." He randomly says.
Harry laughs to hide his small blush on his neck, "Thanks.".
"So, tell me about your crush..."
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sticky notes. l.s au
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson. A shy and rather short boy with a no-good boyfriend receives a series sticky notes everyday from someone unknown that's apparently in love with him. Said person tries to brighten his day while also trying not to reveal his identity...