The look in your eyes

08

Song: something great by one direction
(A message from both lou and h)

Harry's pov
"What's wrong curly?" Gemma asked loudly as she walked down the stairs that morning. "Still feeling love sick?" She asked playfully not expecting me to nod. I wanted so badly to be in the presence of the blue eyed boy.

She just rolled her eyes and poured a bowl of cereal. "Well, go up to the boy at lunch and talk to him." Gemma shrugged as if it were nothing.

"I can't, he's straight." I groaned softly taking another mouthful of the yogurt.

Gemma laughed loudly. I knew she would. That's why I didn't ask for her help. "What's his name Haz?" She asked in a some what sweet tone.

"Louis Tomlinson." I mumbled softly refusing to take my eyes off the bowl.

"You think he's straight? When you ask anyone about Louis they say 'remember when he made out with that guy at Callie's party' we would all love him to be straight but the simple answer is, he's not. Doesn't stop every half drunk girl trying to get him to make out with her." She shrugged as if it was nothing seeming highly amused with the whole situation. "Just talk to him, h." She added and I had made my mind up, I was going to talk to him.

I walked into school with confidence that day. Luckily Louis was by himself. Today he wore an oversized hoodie. I had seen him wear it before. It was black and had a orange, yellow, red, green design on the back of flowers. It made him look so small. It was so cute.

I felt like this conversation was going to start something great. I squeaked a small "hi." When I walked over to him. He seemed shocked that I was there. "I haven't seen you since the party and I was a little worried when you didn't text because it was really fun talking to you." I laughed awkwardly.

Louis forced a smile on his face. It was tight but it was still there. "Yeah, sorry. I have been super busy with family stuff." He said almost sadly as he continued to get his books. "But you can come sit with me at lunch if you want. I sit with Zayn and Liam so you have to be okay with a whole lot of pda." He laughed softly which made me cackle like a hyena and almost fall over. God I was making a fool of myself.

"Don't worry Niall and Arabella started dating and since they have I don't think they have stopped making out." I said nodded towards the pair that was pressed up against a locker underneath the speaker. A bell went which made the pair break away faster than you could blink. Both Louis and I laughed at them. "Anyway, I'll see you there. I have to get to class." I said sadly before waving goodbye to Louis

Louis' pov

For some reason a was nervous for Harry to sit with us. Maybe it was because he was drop dead gorgeous. He had hair a little above his shoulders that curled. He was so tall and beautifully skinny. Most days he wore a plain white t-shirt but sometimes he paired his skinny jeans with a button up shirt that was ironically half unbuttoned. Sometimes he wore a fedora or bandanna but he was stunning no matter what. His eyes were a soft green and his lips looked so kissable. God! What was I doing! I'm straight.

However deep down this is how I pictured it. So I didn't have to keep imagining because was it too much to ask for something great. I felt as if I was ripping up the script.

I felt a nudge against my leg. I looked up to see Liam beside me. "You okay? You seemed a bit out of it." He said worriedly with a few creases in his forehead to prove it.

"Yeah Liam, I'm good. I was just thinking." I mumbled picking at my nails anxiously. "Don't be mad but invited that guy I was talking to at the party last week to sit with us. Is that okay?" I mumbled trying to get it all off my mind so I wouldn't explode.

"Of course lou." Liam laughed happily as he pulled an apple out to give to me. "Do you like him?" He asked. Stupid question because I was straight.

"I like him as a friend because I'm straight. Yes." I answered simply. I caught the slightly happy look roll off his face. He now looked disappointed.

Before another word was spoken Harry came jogging over with a wide smile on his face and it seemed to be contagious cause a smile slipped onto my face as well. "Hi!" He said happily sticking his hand out to Liam to shake it. "I'm Harry. Harry styles. Your?" He hummed introducing himself politely. God, he was so kind.

"Liam Payne." Liam laughed at the formality of the bouncy boy. "Please sit." He added happily.

"Styles. So your gemma's brother?" I asked softly looking over to the chestnut haired boy.

He had a slight glimmer in his eye. You could tell he got on well with his sister. He nodded happily. "And your Lottie's brother." Harry laughed. "I swear I'm the better styles, anything Gemma says isn't true." He added.

I felt my heart flutter at that. He was so cute. "I haven't actually had the pleasure of speaking to your sister. She's just in a few of my classes." I shrugged trying to keep my happy demeanour up.

"Sorry to interrupt this boys but Zayn needs me. I'll be back soon." Liam said. I could tell he was concerned about whatever he was reading on his phone. It must have been Zayn. Before I could say anything however Liam had left the table his slow walk becoming a full blown sprint.

Liam's POV

My blood was boiling by the time I got the principals office. A fight. Zayn was in a fight. Idiot. By the time I reached the office it was only Zayn in the few seats outside the office. "What happened?" I asked angrily as I ran over to him happy the only that was bleading was his nose.

"Tyler Dickinson. He started calling Louis a freak for having his anxiety attack and then he kept saying we were in a three way with him and he was calling you all these things and calling Louis all these horrible things so I hit him to shut him up. I'm sorry li." He explained. I could tell he was still slightly woozy from being hit.

I couldn't stay angry at him for that so I kissed him softly on the forehead whipping the raven hair back. "It's okay just please don't use violence. It could send the wrong message to lou. I don't want him thinking you would hurt him." I said sadly bringing the side of his head into my chest as I stood in between his legs. "Is your mum here yet baby?" I asked softly not seeing any signs of Tricia.

"No, she's on her way. Right now they are talking to Tyler and then they will talk to us both. Can you come in? I don't want it just to be me and mum." He admitted softly. I loved when he was like this, all soft and cuddly. That was my baby. We stayed that like that for a few minutes and I just kept pushing my hand through his hair, to keep him calm.

"Zayn Javadd Malik. You have a lot of explaining to do." Tricia said in a strict tone as she walked towards us. It was unusual for her voice to be like this. Zayn ended up with a two day suspension. Not that bad but Tricia wasn't mad after she heard Zayn's explanation for it all.