Chapter 1

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Harry and Louis will look around this age in the book.
Their characters ages: Harry 16, Louis 17.
This is libs and I's first book together so we both hope you guys enjoy xx

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Louis' POV
"mum I really don't see why I have to switch schools, Principal Cowell deserved it!" I whined.
"Louis you had NO RIGHT to throw toilet paper at his house just because you don't like him for whatever reason!" Jay spat.

"MUM HES A HOMOPHOBIC JACKASS! DONT YOU UNDE-" before I could finish my sentence, my mum slapped me across the face.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CURSING IN MY HOUSE?! GO TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW TOMLINSON!" she growled.
I held the left side of my face with my hand desperately trying to stop it from aching which only caused me to wince. I didn't bother taking one last glance at my mum before I ran upstairs to my room and immediately jumped onto my bed, flipping over to stare at the ceiling.

I got expelled today at school because Mr.Cowell told them I was the one who toilet papered his house. house, but he deserved it anyway so it was a win win. What caused me to not like Mr. Cowell was that I recently found out he was homophobic, and I'm openly gay so to find that out triggered me. I figured he was a homophobe when I saw the disgusted look on his face when he saw these two boys kissing in the hallway. That wasn't just all, after that I noticed he started getting onto them for the smallest things! Even when they weren't near each other he targeted them. So I decided throw toilet paper at his house since he's so full of shit and it'd be so rude of me to not help him out by wiping that shit off, you know what I mean?

~{Flashback}~
"428 sydney avenue" I said to myself as I looked over at my phone to double check that I was at the right house. I knocked on the door to make sure no one was home which only happened to be what I thought. I grabbed my backpack which was filled with toilet paper and spent 10 minutes just throwing all 11 rolls at and around the house. I picked my bag up off the grass and started heading towards my car when I loud yell caused me to turn around in shock, fear, and adrenaline.

It was Mr. Cowell.

"GO, GO ON NOW!! YOU ARE TO NEVER RETURN BACK HERE AGAIN OR I'LL PRESS CHARGES!

I started sprinting to my car when I heard another yell.

"YOU ARE EXPELLED TOMLINSON. EXPELLED!"

{End of flashback}

"He's such a bitch for telling on me, he could've cleaned it himself! Ugh whatever, I should go to bed since I start at my new school tomorrow" I thought to myself.
"Hopefully I can restart" I sighed.

~{next morning}~

7:34
I woke up to the sound of my mum vacuuming downstairs. Great. It's totally fine that she's just casually vacuuming SO DAMN early in the morning but that's cool.
I noticed something hanging from the handle of my wardrobe, I started rubbing my eyes to somewhat make it more clear.
Blue and green? Oh no...
This can't be it, it's absolutely hideous. This is my school uniform until the rest of the year?! Well, at least I don't have to wear it anymore after September.
"Oh for fooks's sake" I whispered to myself. I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom to have a shower.

8:15
"Lou you have to actually eat, it's a big day for you. Oh, and don't forget to brush your teeth. You don't want the girls getting a bad impression of you!" She scoffed.
"I don't care what a girl thinks of me!" I thought. Who said I wanted to impress the girls? They aren't my type, LITERALLY.
"Yeah yeah, love you bye!" I leaped down from the kitchen counter and sprinted towards the front door.
"LOU-" I quickly slammed the door before she could finish her sentence.
I let out a heavy breath of relief and started walking down the path.

I hear distinct chatter getting louder and louder from behind me. I glanced behind me to find a group of boys about the same age as me, laughing and cheering. They were wearing the same uniform as me, so I was assuming they were in my school.

One of them had platinum blonde hair with crystal blue eyes. His laugh was...unique.
Another one had straight brown hair, which reminded me of Justin Bieber, his eyes were brown, but friendly.
The one in the middle had a black quiff and very long eyelashes.
Now, the one on the end. He didn't seem as much chatty, more on the quiet side. His style was different from the others, he was wearing his green buttoned shirt which had been unbuttoned by 3 buttons and his blue pants was a lighter shade than the 3 guys next to him. But he was only just walking on the road following along with the guys.
But how his emerald eyes stood out from the rest, his deep dimples, curly soft hair and perfect teeth. Am I rambling?

"What are you staring at, prick?" The blonde one shouted, in an irish accent. Taking me out of my thoughts.
I flinched and I felt my heart do a flip.
"N- nothing, nope..nothing" God. That was so embarrassing why would you say that?
"Good. Now I should suggest you run along, sugarplum. You don't wanna be late for Lego club" I was so close to breaking him like a twig but fought against the thought because it's a new school and I don't wanna be making enemies, but that doesn't mean I won't hold back the next time someone tries humiliating me because they really don't know what they'll be getting themselves into.

There were a round of smirks and chuckles in the background.
I frowned to myself and turned to face the way I was walking, looking down at my feet.

"What was that for Niall?" I overheard a voice that I've never heard before. I turn around to see the chocolate brown curly-haired boy hitting who I figured was Niall slightly.
He then turned to me and shot me a smile that made his dimples two meters deep. I felt something in my stomach, but thought nothing of it. I tried to hold my smile back but it just kind of ended up like this ":>".

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