It has been a couple weeks, three weeks to be exact, since Harry was pronounced dead at the hospital. Harry and Louis talked about what happened to catch up on the events that they both missed and laughed about how Louis pissed of Mr. Elderman for making remarks on his teaching and stuff but the two boys were happy to be with each other again. Harry did miss the fact that he could not talk but it was either not to talk and have Louis or to have a voice and have no one. Harry gladly choose the first question.
Louis and Harry were in Mr. Elderman's class watching the movie, We Bought a Zoo, for their upcoming essay that they have to write. The essay was about thier future goals, it could be anything they wanted to be, then compare their goal with the character in the movie and how to achieve it. Harry didn't know what to think. His mind was everywhere, ideas then the cons about it were flying threw his head.
What can I do? I barely do anything here at school so what could I do in the future? I want something that can show people the true me, Harry Styles, not the mute kid at school who had people talk for him. I want to be different, to stand out like a famous person. I could be famous, no dumb ass famous people can sing and talk. What could you do, dance for them? What else is there that's good...a doctor. I could be a doc- wait I can't! I hate blood, nope, never not going to cut it. Shit Harold there's not that many option out their for a mute to do.
Harry slammed his head down on the table with a groan then closed his eyes. Harry woke up from the quick nap by someone's hands rubbing his right thighs in soothing circles. Harry turned his head to see Louis, his eye on the movie but once Harry put his right hand on Louis's. Harry watched Louis's face as a small smile formed on his pierced lip. Harry looked back at the movie for a second then an idea came and this was the idea Harry began to write for this incredible essay.
Louis continued to watch the movie but soon noticed Harry with his head down again. Louis wanted to see what was wrong with Harry but he had to look out for Mr. Elderman. Louis looked over at Mr. Elderman's desk to see him with his head held back and mouth open, Nice way to fall asleep. Louis looked over at Harry then writes on a piece of paper then puts in under his head. Harry looked up at the folded up note, Haz, are you alright??
Yeah I'm fine just thinking about the stupid essay that we "have" to write...
Ohh... well do you have an idea to write about because I don't.
Maybe, it's just an idea that popped into my head and I thought why not give it a shot so yeah one idea.
It's better to have an idea than to have none....like me who has no fucking idea of any goal.
Do you think you could spark something up in this head that could hopefully produce an idea?? Pweaze???
I don't know Lou well lets start with this question...what is your favorite color?? XP
Harry, we are NOT playing 20 question but you should know that its red.
I know but that helped me out though haha anyway back to you umm what's the one thing you love to do?
I don't want to say... :/
Louis... Please I'm trying to help you
ThethingthatIlovedoingistosingbutthatsonlywhenImintheshower...
That's nothing to be ashamed about.
Yeah but people here at the school would see me not tough anymore but as a softy :(
Show them you, the Louis Tomlinson, I know because that's the Louis I like :)
Thanks for the touching note God damn it Harry I hate you right now! Why are you always right about something like this?
Love you too ass -xx I don't know... Well my wonderful, sensitive, asshole friend I'll see you after school!
I'm not senstive you dick but I am wonderful ;P p.s. your an ass too as well.
As Louis finished the note both of the boys walked out of the class calling each other names through out the hallways to their next rooms until they see each other at the last bell.
The last bell rang dismissing the students, Harry and Louis were walking down the steps of the school just when a loud, strict tone yelled out for both of their names. The two boys froze in their spots without any movment then slowly turned to face Mr. Elderman with his arms crossed, "Mr Stevens would like you two to go to his office right now."
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Secrets - [Larry Stylinson]
Fanfiction"There are three kinds of secrets, 1.) Something that you hide at the bottom of your heart because you don't want it to be mentioned, 2.) Something that you can't say although you want to, and 3.) Something that you hope someone asks about even thou...