[1] I Like Me Better

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Harry never paid attention to Louis.

Louis finds Harry weird.

So they never got to know each other, just knew each other existed.

Or basically a high school au that no one asked.

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Song inspiration: I Like Me Better (Lauv)

To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me.

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High School.

They were at the same classes but never interacted before as they both belonged in different groups of people.

Harry was a studious student who a lot of his classmates love and hate while Louis was the happy to go lucky student who barely gets to class on time but still aces all the exam because he's smart, just really lazy. Everyone adores Louis, some adore him too much but Harry never saw the appeal.

Harry was a hard working fellow and took almost everything seriously because he was in a scholarship and trying his hardest to keep it to help his mum.

Louis on the other hand was one of the lucky people who was born with a golden spoon or a golden crib for reference. He had too much money for him to handle and loves to spend it and show it. He knew how much of an overachiever Harry was and finds him odd because he was too serious for his own good.

Harry never paid attention to Louis.

Louis finds Harry weird.

So they never got to know each other, just knew each other existed.

The first interaction the two ever had was on their junior year during P.E where Harry had to be grouped with Louis in a team.

It was for football and Harry wasn't the sportiest bloke.

He can excel in almost any subject which uses his brain but when it comes to using his body, he's a hopeless case.

Everyone in his class knew it and would love to rub it in his face how awful he is with kicking a ball and aiming it a goal. Harry never saw the point of learning as he knew he would never use any of those skills when he graduates but turns out that was not the case.

If he wanted to pass the class, he had to at least participate in a match but how can he participate if no one wanted him on their team.

Being left on bench means he'll be getting a C- and he was stressing himself so much.

Their three classes were divided into two practice games while the last one will be graded by their P.E teacher depending on their performance during the game.

Harry felt like shitting bricks.

"Hey Harry, are you okay?" Niall asked in concern when he noticed him curled up on the side of the field.

Everyone were already huddled up in groups while they converse on who's team they would be in. Harry was stuck on the side gnawing at his poor lips in worry, not caring much if it bled.

He looked up to meet Niall's eyes.

"I'm going to fail this class Niall." he whined.

Niall scoffed and plopped himself down on the grass next to Harry.

"Nonsense, I'm sure you'll be fine." he said with a wave of his hands.

Harry sighed as he watched as his other classmates. "No one is going to want me on their team." he muttered.

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