Connection(A Larry Stylinson AU Fic)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The emailing persisted for many weeks, well into the middle of the first semester. They were aware that they were both male and the two spoke of their hobbies, interests, likes, dislikes, etc. The only things deemed "personal" that they had ever touched upon were their sibling rivalries.

Harry found himself enjoying anonymously emailing more and more. It was good way to vent frustrations and bond over the things he enjoyed.

Louis found himself enjoying anonymously emailing as well. He could talk and talk and talk about anything he wanted, and didn't feel the need to keep anything to himself.

In these emails, Harry looked for a formal companionship, delving only into non-personal matters that peaked his interest.

In these emails, Louis looked for a new friend, trying his hardest to make them personal, but apparently, this was not the angle this anonymous emailer wanted to go.

However, this was fine for Louis. He didn't mind talking about the meaningless things he wrote in his emails. But not all of the emails were meaningless to him. Writing simple things like, "I'm using my brother's laptop, seeing as how we can't afford another one" was both personal, yet vague. It was almost as if he had let something "slip", as if by accident, when, in fact, it had been done purposely and with much thought behind it. Louis was honestly interested to see this Eskimo guy's reactions to these small, subtle things he included in his various emails. It was as if with every small portion of his life that he let come loose in these emails, a small sense of relief washed over him. He never spoke about these kinds of things in school, especially around his group of friends.

To let one of his friends know that his home life sucked? To let them know that maybe their favorite soccer hero could hardly afford a decent meal every day?

Not. A. Chance.

But maybe, just maybe, these were the kinds of subjects he could slip into these emails every now and then.

After all, even heroes needed someone to talk to once in a while…

Harry actually rather enjoyed gym class. He was quite athletic despite his short stature. And today they were playing his favorite sport: football.

Well, at least that's what he called it. Being in an American school, everyone else called the sport "soccer". It grated on his nerves whenever someone referred to the object he was now dribbling down the field as a "soccer ball", but as of right now, this was his least concern.

Shouts from all sides of the gymnasium were telling him to dribble faster, to reach the net and kick it past the goalie, break the tie and win for his team. He only had a few more paces to go, and then he would have the glory of winning the game all to himself!

It was for these reasons he enjoyed gym class. However, there was also a reason for why, sometimes, he didn't enjoy attending PE.

"I'm catching up, Harreh!" the blond moron shouted from behind.

It was Louis.

Yes, Louis was in yet another one of his classes. Louis was always one to steal the spotlight from anybody in that class and act like an arrogant jerk practically the entire time. But now, Harry would actually have the spotlight for once. His own fifteen minutes of fame would soon be here, he only had to dribble just a little bit more…

Harry stopped running, swung his leg back, and prepared to kick the ball straight into the net. What he didn't realize, however, was that the idiot American was still barreling towards him. Before he knew what was happening, he felt another body collide with his own.