Heartbreaking Love...(Larry/Zouis)

Chapter 2

Louis's p.o.v.

After lunch, which I obviously had with Harry, I had to rush to get to my next class in time, not my fault though. Harry just kept talking, and talking and talking. And I couldn't get enough of it. I can't help it. He's just too cute! As soon as I sat down, I noticed the empty seat again. This time, next to mine. I was settled in the very back of the class in the left corner, close to the door, but not in the front. Just the way I like it. It's just easier to get out and to be honest, no one likes to be in front of class now do we? Seriously though, it's always like the teacher always looks at you. Like everything he says is meant for you and you only. He can always see it if you're talking or texting in class or anything. Front row just isn't meant for me. Harry isn't in this class so I guess I'm not sitting next to anyone. I took a look around the almost  filled room by now. Some of them I've met already in other classes, others I haven't even seen yet. But zayn wasn't here yet. Again. Guess I'm right. He is a bad boy. I never liked those types. Even though I have to admit that he did look gorgeous. Like, seriously, he's beautiful.

Our teacher walked in the class, but he still hasn't arrived. Just like all the others, he introduced himself and talked a bit about the subject he was teaching. When he was done, he asked each every student to introduce themselves, say their name, age, hobbies, stuff like that. When it was my turn to introduce, the door flew open with a big bang when it hit the wall. 1 guess who that was, you probably guessed right. He just stood there. Everyone was looking at him like he just committed a crime, and obviously, he got scolded at by our teacher. He got a half hour speech on how students should be in time for all their classes and that you should respect school's property. Yes, Mr. Malik, even doors.

"Take a seat Mr. Malik, you can sit next to.." He looked at me "Tomlinson." I said blushing a light pink colour. "Next to Mr. Tomlinson." Zayn did as was told walking over to his table, right next to mine. He gave me the most disgusting look I had ever seen in my life and sat down after trowing his backpack on the ground.

"Mr. Tomlinson, it's your turn." Our teacher spoke up once Zayn was settled. Everyone in class turned around to look at me, just like they did every time someone would speak. I was just about to start talking when I got interrupted. "Name, Louis Tomlinson. Age, 20. hobbies, Harry Styles." Okay, no idea what just happened, but I can tell you that I didn't like it. My cheeks turned a bright red tomato-ish colour at the mentioning of Harry's name. I was stunned. I couldn't talk. My mouth was moving, but the words where stuck in my throat. They didn't come out the way I wanted them too, I probably looked like a fucking gold fish right now. But I couldn't care less to be honest. I'm just confused why in hell that Zayn guy would say that. He doesn't fucking know me nor does he know Harry!

 "Mr. Malik! Excuse me, but I think Louis here, can introduce himself." Our teacher which I cannot even remember the name of, yelled at him. "It's okay." I tried, but he wouldn't have it. "Any more of this jokes and you can go." He said again, a bit calmer this time. "Not my fault Mr. Tommo here can't keep his gay business private." Zayn spat glaring at me. I didn't really care about him saying I'm gay, because I am. I don't care if he glares at me. And I really don't fucking care what he thinks about it. But for some reason it did get to me. I mean, I don't care if everyone knows I'm gay. I just don't like the way he thinks about it. And talks about it.

I just sat back down and looked at my desk, i ignored the teacher the entire time he was teaching but i don't think he cared about it. I ignored Zayn's stares and glares towards me which was hard but i managed. As soon as the bell rang i rushed out of the room and ran towards my locker where i knew Harry would wait for me to go to class together. The last one we had together today. As soon as i reached my locker i broke down. I don't know why or what happened, it just did. I managed to open my locker and hid my face in it. "Louis! Sorry i'm late, i just met this new k- Lou?" I suddenly heard Harry's exciting voice, he was happy and i was about to ruin it for him. I tried to stop crying and dry my tears but i was still stuck in my locker so it was kind of awkward. I felt his hand on my lower back and one on my chest. He gently pushed me backwards so i had to come out of my locker. "Louis! What happened?!" he yelled as soon as he saw my tear stained face.

"I... nothing Harry, don't worry." I answered him trying to hide the tears still streaming down my face."Baby, please." he begged and wrapped me in his arms. He pulled me closer to his chest and let me cry while he rubbed my back. "it's okay love, take your time." he whispered in my ear. I sniffled and tried to say something but instead an inhuman sound escaped my mouth. I groaned, how embarrassing! he chuckled gently, "tell me what happened." it wasn't a question nor was it an order. "Zayn..." all i said was his name but it was enough to make Harry stiff and clench his fists. "what did he do? Did he hurt you? Did he touch you? What. Did. He. Do?!" I took a step back and intertwined our fingers as good as possible so i could try to calm him down. "Can we please talk about this after school. Harry baby i'm begging you, not now." he just nodded and took a few deep breath to calm himself down. I did the same and my tears finally stopped. I gave Harry one last hug and we walked off to our next class together.

We took or seats in the back of the classroom, there was no chance Zayn could sit near us so that was a relief. Zayn walked in the room a few seconds before our teacher did, he only glared at us but i tried to ignore it. "what the hell did we ever do to that guy?!" Harry snapped as Zayn once again turned around in his seat to send us a disgusting look. "we're gay." i mumbled hoping Harry didn't hear me but unfortunately he did. "so that's what all this is about? He's homophobic?!" he said louder than he should. Some of the students turned around in their seats to see what was happening. "Harry shut your mouth, we'll talk later!' i snapped. I was not in the mood for a scene but Harry apparently was. "No! No Louis! He has no right!" he yelled and stood up. I groaned, "oh god." I stood up with him and tried to calm him down and push him back in his seat but it was nu use. "Harry! Calm down!" "Is there a problem Mr.Styles?" the teacher said clearly annoyed. I shook my head. "No Miss there i-" "Yeah there is! That thing over there!" Harry said pointing at Zayn who sat up as soon as he finished that sentence. "are you calling ME a thing you stupid faggot?!" he yelled and both of them took a few angry steps towards each other. "Sit down! Now! Both of you!' the teacher yelled her voice didn't sound annoyed nor did it sound angry. She was scared, just like the others. I huffed and stood in front of Harry. To protect him and to stop him from killing Zayn. 

"Out of my way Louis." Harry mumbled angrily. Not knowing what I could possibly do to calm him down, I carefully stroked his cheek and gave him a soft peck on the lips. "Please baby?" I whispered looking right into his beautiful green eyes. After he realized what happened, he nodded his head. I grabbed a hold of his hand and walked back to our seats. He followed, but not before sending Zayn a death full glare. Zayn just huffed and sat down again. "Thank you." I said as we sat down. i smiled at him and he gave me a genuine smile back. He did it for me, he stood up for me. I knew Harry was perfect, he was mine and I was his. No one could ever change that, not even a Bradford bad boy. At least that's what i thought....

A/N: Hope you liked it!! :D xoxox Lynn and Laure