AN: thank you to everyone who is voting and commenting...I LOVE YOU!
☆☆☆
☆Harry's POV☆
The first period on my timetable was music, my favourite subject, I just love singing, oh and Louis is in my class.
After what happened with Douglas, Niall and Zayn walked me to my lesson early, before they left and went to there own lessons. I took a seat at the front of the classroom, taking my notebook from my bag and waiting for the class room to fill up.
The teacher arrived a minute before the bell rang, the classroom was more or less full by now.
5 minutes into the lesson, the door burst open revealing a very sexy Louis, this was my first time seeing him since before summer. He looked even more sexy than last year, if that is even possible. I took moment to examine him, he was wearing ripped jeans and a tank top, witch showed of his tattood muscles. I realised I was drooling, oops. I quickly wiped away the drool with the sleeve of my hoodie and blushed, looking down at my lap.
"It's very kind of you to join us, Tomlinson" Mr. Sheeran, our music teacher, said sarcastically, making me look up, awaiting Louis' reaction. As I looked up, I swear I saw Louis looking at me, but if he was, he looked away quickly, replying to Mr. Sheeran.
"Yeh, i am kind, aren't I?" Louis smirked, not waiting for a reply, but Mr. Sheeran ignored him and turned back to the white board, continuing our project, which was to write a song. Louis made his way to the back of the class passing me on his way. His eyes locked with mine, making butterflies flutter in my stomach, Louis smirked, winking at me, making me blush again. I looked down at my hands in my lap, trying to hide my blush from him. Louis winked at me! HE WINKED! I was internally freaking out. My crush of like, 5 years WINKED at ME!
I turned around to face Louis, who was now in a seat on the back row, he was already looking at me, so when I looked at him, he smirked. I turned to face the front, my cheeks heating up for the third time today. I tried to focus on what Mr. Sheeran was saying.
"So I will be pairing you up with another student to complete the project. No complaining." Mr. Sheeran said. God I hope my partners not an idiot, the last thing I need is too do all the work.
"OK so here are your pairs," Mr. Sheeran read pairs of names off a list, "...Sebb Wood and Monty Keates, Liza Jones and Callum Nickol, Luke Hemmings an Ashton Irwin, Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson..."I stopped listening after my name was called. I, Harry Styles, am doing a project with Louis fooking Tomlinson. Oh. My. God. Could this lesson get any better? First, Louis winked at me, now I'm writing a song with him!
Once Mr. Sheeran finished reading out the names, Louis stood up from his seat and started making his way over too me. Brace yourself Harry, I told myself, this is the first time you will ever talk to Louis. DON'T MESS THIS UP. When go to where I was, he sat down on the chair next to me, turning so he was facing me.
"Hey cutie" he said, smirking, making me look down and blush more than I ever had in my life. I was worried the butterflies were going to burst out of me if this continued.
"H-hi" I say, internally cursing myself for stuttering. The stutter causes me to blush even more, still not looking up to meet his eyes.
☆Louis' POV☆
Aww, he stuttered, could this boy get any cuter? He still wouldn't make eye contact with me, so I reached my hand out and caressing his chin, before gently lifting his face up to meet mine, his eyes locked with mine and I smiled, looking into his mesmerising, forest green eyes. "You look beautiful when you blush" I said truthfully, making him blush even more, he smiled at my compliment, showing me his adorable dimples, I couldn't help myself, I lifted up my other had, and poked his dimple with my finger, making him giggle. Fucking giggle. How can he be so perfect, there was a weird feeling in my stomach, I don't know what it was, but I like it!
YOU ARE READING
The Bad Boys' Baby [L.S]
FanficHarry is the innocent boy who wears flower crowns, he has a huge crush on a badboy. Louis is the popular badboy who rules the school and has too many tattoos, he has a huge crush on an innocent flower child. (This is a kinda (very) cliché Larry Styl...