Illicit || l.s.

0.3

Crap, I have less than a minute to get to class! Louis had needed to use the restroom after his last hour but the bathrooms were on the other end of the hall and by the time he had gotten out he only had 2 minutes to go from the 3rd floor to the 1st and now he was on the opposite end of the hall from his class.

I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna be late I'm gonna be la- "Oof!" Louis groaned as he fell over, on top of a hard body.

"I'm so incredibly sor-" He cut himself off when he realized that the body he had crashed into was none other than Harry Styles. His cheeks instantly went red.

"Well hello to you too, princess." Louis groaned loudly at the nickname.

"Listen, Harry, I'm sorry for crashing into you but I really have to g-"

Rrrrrring!

"Ugh! I'm late!"

"Calm down, darling. It's not that big of a deal. Who cares if you're late?"

"I do!"

"Why? You really are an innocent little twink, huh?" Louis mouth widened.

"W-what? Twink? I don't know what that is but I am sure that I am not that!" He defended. Harry simply chuckled at the smaller boy's stuttering habit.

"Okay, princess. Whatever you say. Now, are you planning on getting off sometime soon or." Louis quickly scampered off Harry's tattooed body. He felt his cheeks heat up and knew he must be blushing hard by now.

"S-sorry. I have to go." He tried walking away but was quickly stopped by Harry' large hand on his arm.

"We're both going to the same class, how about we walk there together?" He suggested.

"I-I really don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not? Come on, it's not like I'm asking to fuck." At this point Louis' eyes were almost bulging out, "It's just a walk. To class. No big deal." Louis knew he should stay away but it was just a walk. He hesitantly agreed.

"Cool. So, I never got your name, princess."

Louis thought about yelling at him for calling him 'princess' yet again but decided against it, "Louis."

"Well, nice to meet you, Louis. You know, you're much nicer when your alone. Afraid I'll hurt you?" Louis shook his head slowly, "You sure?" He paused, leaning in closer, easily intimidating Louis. "Good. 'Cause I won't. I don't hit pretty boys." He ended with a wink. Louis looked down and kept silent the rest of the trip to the class.

"Tomlinson, Styles. You're late. Care to explain?"

"We got into a bit of an accident. Sure you'll understand, right Kate?" Harry smiled, dimples clear in view.

"It's Mrs. Jude to you, Harry. Since you are both late, your partner choosing privileges had been revoked. You'll just have to work together. Go grab a seat." Louis gasped. He's forced to work with Harry!

"Ms. Jude, please reconside-"

"C'mon Tomlinson, don't give me a headache. It's only for today. Carry on." He sighed. As long as they worked only on what they're assigned to do. Once they finish, they'll never speak again. Hopefully.

"What are we doing?" Harry asked.

"It's just a team exercise. To meet new people. You guys will get to know each other today. Just ask each other the basics. The principal thought it'd be a good idea. To meet new people or to get to know friends more. I don't know, he assigned it. Now please get to work."