[Filler]
Louis eventually leaves at half 9, bidding Harry a good night with a kiss to the dainty boy's nose. Harry giggles and kisses Louis' cheek, waving bye as he leaves in Niall's mini van.
Harry sleeps that night with the smell of Louis on the right side of the bed, and his new stuffie snuggled under his arms.
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Tuesday comes, and Harry wakes up with a huge smile on his face. He had a dream of falling into headspace and Louis was there to satisfy every need. It felt great to be cared for.
Not only that, but Harry woke up to a message on his phone that he did receive. Which makes him suspicious on the fact that he didn't receive the Saturday message.
[From: Louis]
Good morning, love. Hope you slept well. I had a wonderful time last night xx
The message was sent at 5:30, probably the time Louis wakes up. Which makes Harry think that he was the first thing Louis thought of when he woke up as well. His insides bubble at the thought and he nearly cries in joy.
He thinks for at least 10 minutes, typing and deleting messages before coming up with something eventually.
[To: Louis]
I had a wonderful time as well. Thank you for the stuffie. xx
He receives a message back almost immediately.
[From: Louis]
Of course. Glad you like 'em. :)
Harry smiles at the text, deciding not to text back because it was a simple response.
Although it was only 3 texts, Harry thought about every one of them all day. What was Louis' intent on sending them? Did he drop everything when he saw the text back? Was he spending every waking moment waiting for Harry's text back?
He knew the last one was a bit of a stretch but it didn't stop him from thinking of possible situations.
"Mr. Styles are you with us?" Ms. Rose asks from the front of the room.
Harry looks up with a dazed smile spread across his face, which he realizes makes him look dorky. He coughs into his hand, trying to remove the smile from his face.
"Yeah, sorry." He responds simply.
He looks down and runs his finger over the heart sticker he put on his notebook. He stuck one of Louis' stickers on each of his notebooks at the beginning of each class so he has a reminder of the boy.
Not that he wasn't constantly reminded of him.
Because he was.
Harry hardly pays attention throughout the rest of the school day. He hadn't even noticed that Nick wasn't there today, so he didn't have to avoid him. He quickly changes his clothes after the school day ends and heads out to his school's small field.
Well, smaller than the Doncaster field, as he can now compare. He wonders what Louis is doing right now.
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"That's alright Brady get back up." Louis yells out to his player.
The entire team stops and looks at him. This was not their coach.
Louis notices their faces, and also notices the time they're wasting by standing there being unproductive. His facial features and stance immediately hardens.
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