They spend the next two hours studying as they did yesterday, with Louis having Harry read lines aloud and then translate them. After that, they focus on the type of questions Harry will be asked on his exam, and they work on writing responses. As Harry writes a few paragraphs in his journal answering one of Louis' more extensive questions, brows furrowed in concentration, Louis pretends not to watch him.
After all this time, he's never really seen this side of Harry. This quiet, careful side of him. The shyness with which he offered Louis coffee and apologized if it wasn't made the way Louis liked was so unexpected, it was jarring.
And then the way he's so earnest about studying and doing well in his classes... That was unexpected too. From all the rumors he hears of Harry, all the stories on what he gets up to on the weekends, how he uses his wealth to get what he wants, how he has people always falling at his feet just to have a small piece of his attention, he hadn't expected him to act like this but here they are sitting quietly in the library, reading French poetry and analyzing it together.
At the end, Louis has to get to class, so he says goodbye and leaves his soulmate sitting there, practicing essays on French poetry. They make plans to meet up the next day and as Louis leaves he wonders why he's agreeing to help Harry when there's nothing in it for him.
He thinks he's being used, manipulated even, to help him study and ace this exam, because he needs it so badly. And that makes Louis resent Harry a little, but he counters it with the fact that Harry could've gone to anyone else and they would've done it happily. Still, it's clear Harry knows how easy Louis is for him, despite all the hatred and the fear. How he'll always bend to his will because he can't help himself no matter how hard he tries.
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Love Me Please (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionLouis hates Harry, which is fine because he would really rather prefer to avoid him at all costs. The only problem? They're soulmates.
