When The Smoke Is In Your Eyes (l.s.)

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29.01.15

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Harry and Louis hadn't seen each other in over week and to say they were missing each other was an understatement. Louis and Max had been on various amounts of dates and despite some of the teasing and harsh names he was called by some people he got over it and they were happy, all his friends seemed to relish in the fact that he was lovestruck and teased him relentelessly. Although he was extremely fidgety and anxious to get home Monday.

"Mr Tomlinson, would you please sit down or I'm gonna have to hold you back after the lesson." Ms Davis, his drama teacher, said after he stood up to look at the clock for the eighth time.

"Sorry miss, just anxious." He murmured, sitting back down and ignoring the smug glances from Olly.

"Is there a reason why?" She asked, the rest of the class going back to their work.

"His boyfriends coming home miss." Jess teased.

"He's not my boyfriend Jessica, we both know that. I have a boyfriend and his name is Max." Louis hissed.

"Oooh touchy." Olly grinned.

"Louis, Olly, Jessica. Be quiet or you'll all be back after class."

Louis glared at his two friends and went back to reading over his script, trying to remember his lines for his mock exam next week.

The rest of the lesson seemed to drag on and by the time the bell went at four he was ready to run out of the classroom. Max was stood outside his drama room, ready to walk Louis half way home as he had every night the previous week.

"Hiya babe." Max said, kissing Louis' cheek and taking his hand,

"Hi." Louis smiled, letting Max lead him out of the schools doors.

Stan and Jamie had met up with the four and now all six were walking out together. Stan was, as usual, teasing Louis about something or other.

"No but remember when you didn't have your glasses and we were playing football and you fell face first into the mud." Stan said, having to stop walking because he was laughing so hard.

"Stan it really wasn't that funny." Louis said, slightly annoyed.

"Yeah it really -," He paused "isn't that Harry?"

Louis followed to where Stan was pointing to, looking over to one side of the school car park to see Harry lent against his car. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, Nike trainers and a plain white t-shirt, his hair was pulled back in a headband and a pair of sunglasses were perched on his face, the silver of his lip ring glinting in the sunlight.

Louis' face split into a massive smile as he let go of Maxs' hand and pushed past people, practically sprinting across the car park and leaping into Harrys arms. The older boy stumbled a little but held Louis up, hands on his thighs.

"Miss me?" He asked cheekily.

"Not at all if I'm honest." Louis replied, just as cheekily.

"Nah me either."

Louis laughed with his face pressed into Harrys neck, breathing in the scent that had become so familiar.

"Your boyfriend looks like he wants to run me over with one of these cars." Harry grinned, putting Louis back down on the ground and waving sarcastically at Max

"Harry," Louis scolded "I'm gonna say goodbye and you better take me to a shop and buy me some ice cream."

Harry rolled his eyes as Louis practically skipped back over to Max.