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The next day at school, I'm at my locker, packing up my books for my afternoon classes, when Louis and his teammates walk by, acting every bit like the teen royalty everyone knows them to be. And of course Louis is flashing everyone his trademark blinding smile. I can feel my heart rate accelerate and a blush creeping onto my cheeks. I look away, even though every bone in my body wants me to face Louis. I just can't look at him, not when that damned smile makes me feel like this. I don't want to embarrass myself in front of everybody. I hurry off to my next class, trying to calm myself down. 

As I'm walking out of school a few hours later, Louis greets me on the stairs. 

"I just realized that you've been tutoring me for all these weeks and I still don't have your number," he says. "It would probably be a good idea to have it just in case, y'know, I, um, have a homework question or something," he continues. He seems...flustered? Louis Tomlinson, the coolest guy in the eleventh grade...flustered? And...is that a blush I see on his cheeks? I must really be going crazy, I think. 

"Sure," I say to him. "Here, give me your phone. I'll type it in." Louis hands me his phone. As I'm filling in my contact information, a text message pops up on screen. I know I shouldn't be nosy, but I read it anyways.

Are we still on for tonight? <3 it reads. It's from a girl named Stephanie.

I forgot. Louis is dating Stephanie Jones, the head cheerleader. I feel a pang of jealousy in my gut.

It is at that moment that I realize something.

I've fallen in love with Louis.

I quickly finish typing in my information, hand Louis his phone, and run away, blinking back tears the whole way. 

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