The NERD who LOVED Me (Louis Tomlinson)

"If you multiply x which is an unidentified number with another number in the same variable as x, the product will be x times itself, or x squared.", Louis, the lame geek, explained as he stood in front of class.

"Ugh, he is such a nerd. He's quite ugly too.", so many students whispered to their seatmates. Your friend Danielle looked over to you, signaling you to share your opinion.

"Um, uh...he's a genius in an uncool way, yeah, we all know that. But, I mean, he isn't that ugly. There's an itty bitty piece of cuteness somewhere in him.", you uttered with broken syllables.

'Damn, itty bitty? EVERYTHING about him is cute! His hair, his eyes, his suspenders...but he's a nerd. That's stopping from having a crush on him. 

Ella thought.

"Class, did you understand what Mr. Tomlinson discussed?", your algebra teacher asked.

"Yeah.", you all replied, even though you weren't even listening.

"Okay, since you do, I'll give you a pop quiz on Monday.", she added.

'MONDAY?! Seriously?! It's Thursday, only three days to study!', Ella said to herself.

As everyone groaned and gasped of the incoming horror, you were thinking of how to insert all those confusing math to your brain.

You turned around and saw Louis, who was smiling like a child while answering math equations from your textbook in advance. Then the bell rang. Everyone rushed outside but you decided to approach Louis, who was still answering equations.

"Aren't you gonna eat lunch?", I asked nicely.

"Are you here to spray me with paint or smother me with milkshake?", he asked, losing the bright smile he had.

"No, no. I don't find you a nerd. I actually think...you're....um...c-cute.", Ella nervously said.

"Really?!", he yelled, standing up, opening his eyes widely and holding Ella in the shoulders.

"Um, I mean, you're not my crush...but you're just so cute with your glasses and suspenders...mind eating lunch with me?", you asked, suddenly being confident.

"Do you eat in an actual table?", he said.

"Yeah, but I'm usually alone. ", you replied. "Yes! I don't need to eat lunch at the bathroom cubicle!", he said with delight.

"Wait, you actually eat in those places?", you asked, walking.

 You sat on a table with pizza on your plate."I hate mushrooms. Eat them instead.", you told Louis as you remove the button mushrooms on your slice and transferring it on his plate.

"Hey, why did the mushroom go to the party?", he asked you, holding giggles in.

"Why?", she asked.

"Because he's a fun-guy!!", he said and you two burst into laughter.

You stopped then ate with silence. Louis was reading a book, then suddenly screamed,

"No! Jimmy protested!". You laughed even louder. Then he shook the salt shaker into his beanie then wore it.

"What are you doing??", she asked with a weird look.