Lockers. - Larry Stylinson AU

First Day ~ Chapter 2

Hi everyone! :D So this is chapter 2... if you haven't seen the chapter before... WELL READ IT. IT HAS A DOGGIE IN IT OMG. hehhh. i love dogs and everything. Today was a... funny/annoying at school, but I wont talk about that, youre probably interested in the story ;C heh just kidding... well unless you are.. NEVERMIND. Ok. Off to the storyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

P.s: Whenever I write like Louis. or like Harry. IT'S THEIR POV. Not to confuse anyone! :)

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Louis.

I walked into the restroom across the hall from my room. Every step I took, there was a slight creak from the weary, wooden floors. I placed my palm on the knob and turned slightly, peeking through. I slipped through and quickly closed the pearl coloured door, my feet escorted across the maroon rug.

I grabbed onto my blue tooth frush, clutching onto the handle, and immediately started to push it against my teeth. I splashed water over my face, then starred into the mirror, watching the reflection.

My high cheek bones were quite visible, my ocean blue eyes were shining with bits of my feathery hazel hair. My hair was messy, so I quickly groomed my fingers through my hair. I shook it off, and smiled at the result.

I finally left, back into my room, and quickly slipped on my tan chinos, a striped v-neck, and connected some braces to my chinos.

I quickly escalated the stairs, not before pecking Charlie's wet nose.

I pulled my bag over my shoulders, grabbing a banana, and rushing out the door, almost missing the bus.

I stepped up the stairs of the bus and sat down in an empty seat at the back, just quickly twitting on my phone, listening to the Fray.

I was busy on my phone, when a boy, about my age, sat shuffled across the bus, trying to find a spot to sit. He saw a space beside me and quickly came my way and sat down awkwardly.

I tried not to peek at the boy, I did not want to seem creepy, though I just had to.

I turned my head slightly so I could study him. He had amber brown curls that bounced everytime he turned his head, and I could see he had emerald green eyes, sparkling whever he looked.

I quickly sat up straight not to look like a hunchback, and tried to start a conversation. "Hi...," I awkwardly greeted.

The boy looked up to me, silent for a moment, he probably thought I was insane or something, not sure why he would, but his eyes were just starring into mine. "Hello," He replied, smiling brightly to me. "I'm Harry. Harry Styles," He continued.

I smiled, whenever he smiled his dimples were showing, it was adorable. "I'm Louis," I quickly told him, but he still waiting for something.

"Louis... Louis what?" He asked while his face looked completely blank.

I cleared my voice. "Louis Tomlinson," I said while looking up to the ceiling.

Harry smiled once more at me. "So, is this your first year, like me?" He quietly asked, looking into my eyes, but then quickly turning away towards the window.

I watched as his curls bounced again. "No, but it always feels like it. You know, I have no idea what to expect, I don't have much-" He quickly turned back looking at me, but I stopped talking, I didn't want him to know I was pretty much a loser, or what most people would call with only a single friend, who was Niall Horan, he was a great Irish guy.

"Don't have much of what?" He quickly asked, looking up with his eyes shining.

"Nevermind, not really that important," I reassured.

"No. Tell me!" He pouted, holding my hand while flapping it up and down, which made me chuckle.

"Friends, I suppose," I finished.

Harry sighed. "Why couldn't you tell me?" He asked.

"You would think I'm a loser, not want to talk to me, like every other person," I sighed looking down to my feet.

With his pointer finger, he slightly lifted up my chin. "I'm not every other person," I told me.

This really made my day. I had a huge feeling Harry and I may become friends, hopefully.

Harry.

The bus came to a stop, meaning we were at my new school.

I stayed seated for a couple seconds, examining the outside of the school. It read: Bell View High School. It was astonishing. The colours of the sleek building was light green and beige. It looked wonderful.

I quickly got up from my seat, Louis shuffling behind me. We climbed down the stairs and walked on the sidewalk.

We pushed the doors open, and inside was the drama, love, hate, and friends that would lead up to this year.

I was definentely excited.

"I'm speechless," I told Louis, who was just walking by my side as I just followed him.

I gazed at him as he spoke. "I'm not," He said unamused.

I patted his back as we walked through the long halls, students chattering with joy with conversations of what they did this summer, and that was pretty much their conversations.

I followed Louis as we made our way to the principal office, which was almost empty. Louis opened the door, letting me through first as he followed and shut the door quietly.

The principal looked up to first Louis, then to me, and spoke. "Yes?" He trailed on the ending of the word.

Louis cleared his throat. "Hello, Mr.Welmeir," He greeted the mid-aged man sitting on the black leather seat, tapping his pen on the desk.

"I'm new here," I randomly blurted out, which cause starres from both Louis and Mr.Welmeir, my face flushed with redness and I decided to remain silent.

"Yes... yes... you need your locker number, lock, and scheduel?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

I quickly nodded, still remaining silent. Louis must have noticed my nervousness and let out a small chuckle, patting me on the back, which lead to a tingling sensation throughtout my body and a sigh.

After Mr.Welmeir finished checking through a pile of papers, he pulled out two sheets, handing it to Louis and I, then a set of locks for us both.

"Lock numbers are on the back," Mr.Welmeir spoke, then looked straight to Louis, me, then back to Louis, "Louis Tomlinson," he pulled out his pointer finger, pointing to Louis, "You're going to help Harry Styles around the school this week, like when Niall helped you, alright?" He instructed Louis.

Louis shot a quick glance to me, then back to Mr.Welmeir, nodding his head in agreement.

We were dismissed and we rushed out, "He isn't harsh, is he?" I curiously asked Louis.

He chuckled. "Your unknowingness is adorable," His eyes widened, "I mean... nevermind. Just don't make him mad or anything." He informed me.

"Like that wasn't obvious," I chuckled at the obviousness.

I slapped his arse as I ran past him, and he tried to catch up to me, but I just laughed at his try.

"Try to catch me! You-" I fell down with weight on top of me.

Louis chuckled, "I caught you."

We both got up in tears from laughter.

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