The Lord Hates Harry -Larry Stylinson

Volunteer

"Abigail"

"Here"

"Anna"

"Here"

"Bella"

"Here"

"Charity"

"Here"

Louis cringed, the girls had such Christian names, he almost felt bad for them.

"Faith"

"Here"

"Hannah"

"Here"

"Jessica"

"Here"

"Lily"

"Here"

"Alexander"

"Here"

"Ben"

"Here"

"Christian"

"Here"

Really? Christian? Louis suddenly regretted agreeing to this, his mother will get it when he gets home.

The register seemed to go on forever and Louis swore he was about to fall asleep until this name was called.

"Harry"

"Good morning Mr. Morgan!"

He chirped.

It was sickeningly sweet, like a cheep supermarket birthday cake.

Louis turned to find a face to the cheese.

His eyes set on the mop of curls.

The innocent mop of curls.

Him.

Louis was going to make him into a sinning little cock-sucker.

"Louis"

Mr. Morgan coughed out.

"Uh, yeah I'm here."

That was awkward.

The register dragged on for a little longer until the last lord-lover said his 'here sir'.

Mr. Morgan glanced at the clock.

"perfect, five minutes until first period, ok so Louis is new here and needs someone to show him round and keep him company until he settles in, so does anyone care to volunteer?"

A few hands went half up but Harry's was up high, he loved to volunteer. He was a bit worried about the decision he made this time though.

"Well Louis, take your pic."

Mr. Morgan said. He probably didn't want to chose because he was scared one of his students would hate him for sticking them with the big scary gay.

"I'll take curly."

Louis announced, confidently pointing to the boy he was pretty sure was called Harry.

"Harry, you'll be taking care of Louis then. Great, off you got to first period!"

Yep it's Harry.

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[Louis P.O.V]

"Uh, so, um, this is where I like, uh, sit, at um, lunch, uh, these are, my friends that I, um, usually sit with, uh, this is, um, Liam and he's, um, he's Niall."

It'd been 3 hours and Harry was still all stuttery and awkward. Maybe he's still scared of me.

"Hi"

I smiled at their faces as they changed expression in realisation of my obvious gayness.

I sat down and we started eating in silence.

I was relived to hear someone start conversation, even if it was this.

"So, um, you're, you're a, a, a h-homosexual?"

I giggled, who uses the word homosexual any more?

"Liam!"

Harry smacked his arm turning bright red.

"No, no it's fine Harry, um yep I'm pretty sure I'm a homo, I mean last time I checked. I do indeed like dicks, yes."

I replied simply.

Their eyes widened.

"You're, you're the only one at our school you know."

Niall said. He seemed horrified, like he was facing a ghost.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not..."

I chuckled.

"Yes, yes you are."

Harry said, almost too quickly.

I don't care, I can turn every single one of these church boys. By the end of the year I'll have them lining up for a piece of this ass.

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"I'm home you little fuck of a mother!"

Louis jokingly sang as he marched into the house tossing his bag to the ground and slipping of his boots.

"How was school, princess?"

"It was fabuloussssss!"

Louis screeched in the gayest voice he could get out.

"Tell me, tell me!"

His mother giggled.

"Well, there's this one guy..."

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So yeah right now I only have one reader so that's great.

LOUIS MEETS HARRY. WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!?