You're mine now (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4

Harry's pov:

Liam seemed pretty nice, he was talking about sports and his favorite teams. Liam seriously loves football.
"So the guys in this class are actually pretty intense.." Liam told me, more as a warning over anything. When we finally made it across campus we made it to the, athletic building.

As we walked In the boys side, the smell of dirty feet & sweat hit me. Liam must have noticed my face expression because I heard him laugh and say "oh you'll get use to it." Then patted my back which took me by surprise and I jumped a little. "Oh man, sorry." Liam said with those words full of concern. "No, no it's okay, just took me by surprise a little, that's all." I said & fake smiled at him. "Okay, cool." Liam chuckled. But there was also something in his eyes that wasn't there before.

We walked in changing room, "hey Liam!!" All the guys shouted at him. "Hey guys, this is harry, he's new." They all looked at me & say hi and I just faked smiled and waved, then they continue with their conversations and Liam joins a group of guys leaving me just standing there aside some lockers.

The bell rings, snapping them out of their conversations and they all start towards the gym doors. "Coach Carter is pretty cool, just don't get on his bad side.." An Irish accent tells me. I look over and see a young guy, with blonde hair and blue eyes. "Niall Horan" he puts out his hand, "Harry Styles" i say as I shake his hand. "Well cmon, don't wanna be late." He tells me as we start walking along with the guys.

The gym room is huge! I was taking it all in as we were standing around waiting for, coach carter. I see a man who defiantly looked like your typical gym teacher straight down to the jump suit walk up to us.
"Hey coach!" All the guys yell. "Hello boys!" He yells back with a smile, "I'm sure you've all introduced yourselves to mr. Styles." He gestures towards me and some nod, some say "yes", others say "yes sir." As for me, I awkwardly stand there, I'm not the type who try's to get attention nor likes it when it's forced on me by other people. "Well harry, I'm sure you'll like this class. We're all nice & welcoming." Coach tells me and I just fake smile. Then he begins to take roll so far, so good. Everyone's here and on time then he says, "Louis Tomlinson?" I look around, I didn't notice him at all in the locker room or when we were all standing out here. Everyone has blank expressions, a few wear a smirk knowing something. "Either late as usual or decide to skip" coach says with a sad voice and guilty look in his eyes.

What was up with this school?