Frame of Hearts - l.s.

Chapter Fifteen

Making 10 votes the goal for the next chapter. 

He wakes Wednesday morning with a frown on his face. He was meant to do his Biology assignment last night. He fell asleep on his laptop. Shit. Louis is fucked.

He's on the bus typing as fast as he could on his laptop, Harry giving him a few pointers here and there about some pointless stuff on transpiration in plants. Louis has half of it done, but the class is first after form room. Louis is fucked.

Somehow, he manages to get an extension for later tonight and he proudly finishes the assignment at lunch time. He spends the rest of his feasting with Stan, who doesn't seem to be interested in Louis - but his girlfriend beside him.

Louis makes his way to the sophomore area, seeing Harry with Zayn at the tables near the trees. He subtly makes his way across the oval to the tables. Once behind Harry, he strokes his back with his fingers before caressing them and sitting beside him.

"Hey!" Harry grins, throwing an arm over Louis' shoulders. "What are you doing here?"

"Stan's lovin' it up with his girl over there. Decided to come here and maybe get a decent conversation out of lunch."

"Not much is happening here either," Harry sighs, removing his arm and placing his head on Louis' shoulder. "Treehouse after school?"

Louis immediately glares at Zayn and points. "You better not tell anyone about our treehouse."

"I swear!" Zayn shouts in mercy. "I already promised."

"All right," Louis is still weary on Zayn's trust, but Harry loves him, so Louis should at least have mutual feelings. "Babe, I'll see you later then. I might just head to gym early."

He pats Harry's leg and pushes himself off the chair, walking towards the school grounds with his backpack down near his bum. Harry's sneering to himself. He can see Zayn smirking sheepishly across the table. He knows what he's thinking. He kicks his shins under the table for him to snap out of his thoughts.

"You quit it!"

"Babe," He mimics. "Jesus, Harry, if I weren't here, he probably would have snogged you deep into that tree over there, eh?"

"Shut up, Z. He's just friendly--"

"Just friendly--"

"Fuck up," Harry hisses. He's so done with Zayn.

*****

Louis said he'd be running to the treehouse after a few minutes of arriving home on the bus. It's been half an hour and Harry's clueless of where he's run off to.

He's sitting on the beanbags, scrolling through his phone. He's texted Louis a couple of times and there's no response from both. Harry sits and waits. Louis would tell him if he is avoiding plans.

He comes by twenty minutes later, looking rather irritated and conflicted. Harry stands from the beanbag and meets Louis with a kiss. Louis seems to back away from it and it only causes Harry to ask the only question of;

"What's wrong, Lou?"

Louis exhales sharply. "Harry, mum's keeping secrets from me."

Harry glares at him, hands on his shoulders and eyebrows high. "Louis, you don't know that."

"She wouldn't just run off all the time like this, Harry. It's been like this for over a week now! I'm not lying, Harry!"

"I never said you were," Harry speaks slowly, taken aback by Louis' snappy attitude. "Look, babe, she's just having fun with everyone. All right? Parents have secrets too, you know?"