Stockholm Syndrome Punk Louis Tomlinson

Mind Your Own Business

☢Louis' POV☢
" Niall, wake up. It's time for math." I slam my fist on my friend's desk.

He has a habit of falling asleep during class, especially first period. Usually by the time we get to second period, which is math, he's wide awake so he could stare at his girl friend's boobs.

His head quickly pops up, like he just heard a gunshot. He rubs his eyes before grabbing his things and walks with me out of the class.

" Are you going to the party tonight at the frat house?" Niall asks as we walk into Carlson's history class.

" It's my fraternity, smart ass." I punch him lightly in the shoulder.

" Ah, Mr. Tomlinson! Why don't you come up here and introduce yourself!" Mr. Carlson grabs my leather jacket and pulls me to the front of the class.

" Class! This is the new student-"

" I'm not a new student." I cut him off, " I just switched all of my classes."

" Okayy...Well, introduce yourself." Mr. Carlson says and awkwardly backs up.

" Well, I'm not even going to talk to any of you people anyway, so all you need to know is my name is Louis Tomlinson and I hate my family. Bye." I walk to the back of the room and sit down, putting my feet on the desk.

Niall looks back at me and laughs, unaware the teacher was right behind him.

" Sorry." Niall stops laughing and faces the front.

I decide to take a look at my surroundings. On the right, there is a blonde girl with a choker necklace and a blue sweater that said " Navy " on it - wait, that's Karma. I recognise her coming to the frat house to see Niall. I don't know her well, she seems kind of shy around everyone but him, but he is fond of her so she must be OK.

On the left is a girl with light brown hair with pink at the end with bright blue eyes. She has quite a bit of makeup on and on her feet is combat boots...She must be friends with Karma because they keep passing notes behind me as I can't feel them..I really wish I hadn't sat between two giggly annoying girls.

In front of Karma there was a girl with dark brown hair tied up in a high ponytail. She was wearing a black hoodie with black leggings and converse, but thats basically all I could see from the back.

Next to that girl, or in front of me, sits Niall...Since he is sitting on his knees and looking across the classroom, I assume he's looking for the girlfriend so he can look down her shirt.

I attempt to flick a pencil at Niall, but fucking Karma's arm bumped into me as she attempted to grab the girl next to me's note...Turns out, it ends up hitting the girl next to Niall in the back of the head.

She whirls around, obviously pissed, and I can finally see her face, She has big brown eyes and high cheekbones. Her expression is kind of scary right now, so I can't really tell, but I think thats the girl that bumped into me yesterday.

Just when I thought she was going to scream her head off, all she did was stare for a few seconds before rolling her eyes and saying " Are you going to apologize?"

I couldnt really speak, so all I could say was,"No..."

" Apology accepted." She smiles and turns back around.

Yep, it was her.

" Ms. Pierce....", Mr. Carlson crosses his arms." Is there something you would like to say to the class? "

" Yeah, I do actually.." The girl stands up and smiles at everyone," Mind your own business."

" Sit down, Kali!" Karma whispers.

Kali, I guess her name is, sits down and looks up at Mr. Carlson.

" Enjoy detention, Pierce." He slams a pink paper on her desk and walks away.

The rest of history was sort of a blur. I couldn't stop thinking about the party tonight, wondering who would show up, and what would happen. Finally after what seems like years, the bell rings and I am finally able to get up and stretch my legs.

I try to walk with Niall, but he has already gone with Karma and the girl who she was passing notes with. His girlfriend is talking with her whore friends by her desk, so I don't have anyone to walk with so I decide to go talk to that Kali girl.

I awkwardly stand in front of her and wait for her to finish gathering her binder and books.

Finally, she looks up and raises an eyebrow," What are you going to do? Throw another pencil at me?" She starts walking out the classroom and I follow her.

" That was an accident. Your ponytail was bugging me anyway. " I say as we start walking down the hallway.

She just huffs and says," Who are you?"

I decide to dodge the question...I like mysteries. " Are you coming to the party at that frat house tonight?"

" It's possible. Don't count on it." She winks and walks away.