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Louis POV
I walked through the school doors and I smiled as I looked around. Another year in this school and nothing has changed. I thought to myself as I was looking for my boyfriend, Harry Styles. He told me that he was here so I just need to find out where he is.

"Where are you, Harold?" I asked and of course I was only talking to myself as I walked through the halls. I decided to just ask someone if they saw him, so I walked up to a random girl and tapped her shoulder. She turned right around to look at me.

"Excuse me I-" I was cut off by a loud squeal coming from the girl standing in front of me. "Oh my god, Louis fucking Tomlinson just touched me!!!" I rolled my eyes playfully but giggled. Sometimes I find it cute whenever these people react to everything I do. It makes me feel important. ANYWAYS, back to finding my Hazza.

"Hello to you too. Do you have any idea of where my boyfriend might be?" I asked and I honestly thought that she might get whiplash because of the way that she was frantically nodding her head. She squealed again and I was starting to get impatient.

"Well do you mind telling me where I could find him?" She must've heard the annoyance in my voice because I saw her look down as she said, "Y-Yeah, h-he's um...on the t-the field."

Of course! Silly me! That's the place where he and I first met. Ah....the memories...

♡Flashback♡
I was running to the field before the first day at this high school even started and I was breathless. Well, this is my fault since I thought that it was the perfect idea to run in my tight blue jeans and a black t-shirt, knowing that the sun was going to hate me today.

I continued to run until I felt a body hit a mine and I fell to the ground. I groaned and rubbed my head as I slowly sat back up.

"Sorry mate I-" my voice was taken away by the sight of the boy sitting in front of me. His eyes were like rich emerald green, his hair was so curly and it looked so soft that all I want to do is pet it. His lips were so plump and pink, making me want them on my own, and the best part of his face was...HE HAD THE MOST CUTEST DIMPLES THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN! I had the urge to just poke them, but I controlled myself.

I felt like speaking again...that is until I looked at what he was wearing. He had a Supreme grey crop top, very short black shorts, and white sneakers.

 He had a Supreme grey crop top, very short black shorts, and white sneakers

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I know that these clothes are meant for women but...he looks REALLY sexy in them.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I'm Harry." He stood up and held his hand out to me and I took it. He pulled me up, with me helping him of course. "Names Louis, "I finally said and I saw the most beautiful smile that I have ever seen in my life. His smile makes me want to hug him tight and kiss all over his face to make him smile and giggle forever.

This boy is definitely going to be a big part of my life...
♡End of Flashback♡

I smiled as I remembered that special moment and I looked back at the girl who still had her head down. I sighed before lifting her head back up with my index finger. "Sorry for my attitude love, thank you for helping." I smiled and walked away as I could see her smiling wide and blush like mad.

I walked out to the field and looked at the track to see Harry standing there, talking to Niall and Liam. This gave me the opportunity to admire what he was wearing and get a good view of that beautiful arse of his.

He was wearing a white, sleeveless crop top, a white with a hint of a blue short skirt, and white heels to go with the outfit.

I grinned as I slowly approached him from behind and wrapped my arms around him, making him instantly look up at me

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I grinned as I slowly approached him from behind and wrapped my arms around him, making him instantly look up at me. I smiled at him and he squealed as he turned around and jumped up, having me hold him as his legs were wrapped around my torso.

"Well hello, love," I greeted and he looked at me again with that gorgeous smile of his as he nearly shouted, but it was still sounding cute so I don't mind "Hello Daddy!"

Oh yeah, have I told you that we are that sexual and kinky type of couple. Of course, the two of us love each other, and we definitely show it by either holding hands, kissing/making out, Harry sitting on my lap, etc. We just tend to have some reckless nights if you know what I mean. We usually have sex at least twice every week, but I don't want to go into the details just yet.

"Who exactly are you trying to look good for?" He giggled and pointed at me, "Well obviously for the sexiest man that so happens to be my boyfriend." He teased and that made me smile even more.

"God I love you," I mumbled before planting a soft kiss to his lips. Of course this "soft kiss" turned into a makeout session real quick. "I love you too," he responded in between kisses.

"Oh look here babe, the Jock and his little slut are reunited again," a deep voice from behind us was heard and that made Harry and I growl as the two of us pulled apart and I placed Harry back on his feet as we saw Zayn and his girlfriend Shiro walking towards us.

"If she tries anything towards you I swear to fucking god, I will snatch her so fast," I heard Harry whisper those words to me and I felt so loved because of how he was so territorial whenever it comes to me. I, on the other hand, can get jealous pretty quickly, and tend to be protective over Harry no matter what.

"If he tries anything on you, my hand will probably need some ice after I'm done with him," I whispered back and I heard him giggle before we saw the two assholes approach us and stand there like as if we were afraid of them.

"Hey, LouB-" Shiro tried to talk to me, but I guess the nickname that she used must've already set Harry off as he shot his head at her, "Excuse me, you little, no good, dick-sucking bitch. Only I get to give him that type of nickname, so why don't you and Mr. Elvis Presley over here turn right back around and piss off!" He shouted towards the end, and I have never felt so proud of him until just now.

I saw the two of them look at him with a glare and this time I stepped in, "If your so obsessed with us that badly, then I would advise you to record this...." I looked down at Harry and the two of us leaned in and kissed. We heard gagging noises and feet running away, but that never stopped us from making out.

Yup, he is the one for me...

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