Beanie [Louis/Luke]

Two

Two: "Didn't pin you as the Drama type."

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Louis.

Louis had already missed first period, and so he was hanging outside his best friend's first period English class to join them, and then head to drama class with Harry Styles, one of the twins who also took Drama.

The feather haired boy had a scrunched up tardy note tucked carelessly in his pocket, as he leaned against the wall opposite the classroom with a bored air, absentmindedly tapping his now dry Vans against the tiled floor, hands stuffed in the pockets of his jean jacket.

The bell rung and the doors burst open, student piling out seconds later. Louis pushed himself off the wall, waiting for his friends, when his eyes suddenly locked with the same piercing blues, the tall boy shooting Louis a teasing smile with a raised eyebrow, to which Louis replied with a glare.

He was still pissed at the stupid blonde. He hadn't given Louis a good first impression, not even close. His friends and everyone who knew Louis, knew very well not to make fun of his height, which wasn't even that short, not comparing to the gangly Aussie, of course. Stupid Aussie.

Louis knew he was being childish but that was just Louis.

"Lou!" He was suddenly tackled by a body into a crushing hug, pastel colored hair flying into his mouth as he spat the strands out.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just as awesome as you saw me yesterday, Gem," Louis consoled, patting his best friend's back, who then rolled her eyes, pulling back.

"Missed you Fluffball, that's all," Gemma smiled a crooked smile. "And hey! I see you're all dry now," she stepped back and assessed him, leaning on the heels of her black combat boots as she threw her pastel pink hair over her shoulder.

"Yeah. You sounded pretty pissed through your texts," Gemma's twin chuckled, pulling his phone out of the pocket of his super tight skinny jeans as he once again started tapping on the screen, raking a free hand through his long hair.

"Oh, oh! There was a new guy in our class today!" Gemma began, her eyes bright. Louis and Harry shared a look, then rolled their eyes as the girl grabbed both the boy's arms and steered them to their Drama class, where she was also going to hang out because it was her free period.

"He had such cute dimples oh God!" Gemma rambled, and Louis faltered for a second. That stupid tall guy had dimples, right?

"And his Aussie accent when he told the teacher his name," Gemma sighed, and Louis stopped, pulling Gemma back.

"Wait. He wasn't super tall, right?" Louis asked cautiously, and Gemma scrunched her nose in thought.

"Nah. I think he was even shorter than me, which I find so adorable!" Gemma cooed, as the three teenagers made their way out of the bustling campus and crossed the grounds to reach the auditorium on the other side of the campus.

Louis sighed in relief. It was another guy. But what's with all these Australians at their school all of a sudden? And then Louis rolled his eyes as he remembered the principal's speech at the end of last's years assembly when he'd so proudly boasted that the school was going to sponsor a foreign exchange program.

"So another crush, Gem?" Louis teased as he elbowed her. Gemma said, "Nope, I think it might even be something more this time."

Harry snorted. "And you've talked to him how many times?" Gemma flicked her brother.

"Love needs no words, Harold."

Louis chuckled as the twins started bickering over his head, and he thanked God that they were close to the Drama auditorium now. He walked on ahead as the twins followed, still shoving each other. Louis headed inside through the double doors and took a deep breath, sautering to the stage.

Everyone, the old and new students quited down as he saw them, and Louis shot everyone a bright smile. Harry and Gemma settled into the first row.

People were still piling in and there was no sign of Miss Jameson, their drama teacher, so Louis decided to wait a bit before he went through who had decided to sign up for Drama class this year with the teacher. He settled down on the edge of the stage, looking around the auditorium with a soft smile. This was his element.

"So you're here to audition for Drama class? Didn't pin you as the drama type," The annoying accent reached Louis' ears again as he snapped his head up, now level with the beanie clad blonde as Louis was sitting down.

The Aussie crossed his arms over his chest as he peered down at Louis, who merely raised an amused eyebrow.

"Oh, really? And you like Drama?"

The boy's eyes lit up. "Hell yeah! And this class is like, the only way I can raise my grade. They said you guys have an ace Drama program here."

"Interesting," Louis smirked deviously, making the boy frown in curiosity.

"Alright, welcome to this year's first Drama class!" The red haired teacher in her mid-thirties came onto the stage, and Louis clambered back up beside her, offering his favorite teacher a smile in greeting.

"And for all the new students this year; I'm Cara Jameson, your Drama teacher. She getured to Louis. "And this is your Drama Club president, Louis Tomlinson."

"Oh, shit," The blonde forced out as he sheepishly met a gloating Louis' eyes.