The morning birds chirped their songs to the damp air while the sun just nearly peeked over the horizon, the peaceful scenery died within minutes when an alarm clock sounded and its wheels went into motion, driving the alarm clock off the night stand and onto the floor where it rolled about releasing its obnoxious music. Brown scraggily curls peeked from under the duvet and a body moved slightly stirring awake. A groan was muffled by the heavy blanket and a figure had risen as if had just came back from the dead.
“Stupid alarm clock . . .” Harry shoved the blankets from his lanky body and his long legs swung over the mattress with some hesitation. A large yawn rounded his mouth and he was up and walking, scanning the floor for that wretched alarm clock. “Five o’clock . .”
“Oh, good morning!” Liam greeted walking into the room all dressed looking proper and ready for the day.
“How on earth- good morning.” Harry waved it off figuring that this was the kind of guy Liam was, a morning bird. It explained a lot about his character too.
“Are you ready for English?” Liam asked but halted to scan Harry’s attire only to see boxers shielding his eyes from seeing anything inappropriate. “Did you just wake?”
“Yeah . . . kind of,” Harry replied rubbing the sleep dust from his eyes and scooped up a shirt to push it against his nose smelling the cloth for a second, pondering if it still smelt fresh or not. With a shrug he held onto the shirt now searching for trousers to wear. “So . . . where exactly do you go in the morning?”
“To the library.” Liam answered picking up black straight leg jeans that belonged to Harry and handed him the jeans.
“Thanks,” Harry mumbled taking the jeans then set his shirt on his bed to slip on his jeans. “What do you usually do in the library?”
“Well, for the most part I study.” He said with a chuckle. “Or reading . . . isn’t that what libraries are for?”
“Oh . . . I thought they were for snogging.” Harry said as his lips curled up into a smirk.
“No!” Liam exclaimed while a thick heap of red dusted his cheeks.
“Then I must have been wrong,” Harry said as he appeared amused with Liam’s reaction. “Haven’t you ever watched a movie when that happened?”
“I don’t watch porn.” Liam said flatly.
“No, that’s not what I meant. More like a romantic comedy.” Harry cleared up the misunderstanding as he buttoned his grey shirt and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows to become comfortable in his attire.
“Oh, I’ve watched those before,” Liam said with a smile having remembered that he had watched a few films of that category. “Get your shoes on; we should be heading to our classes by now.”
“I know.” Harry huffed out the words and quickly put on his shoes then collected his bag to follow Liam out the door.
“I’ll be heading out first.” A voice echoed through the halls or rather, just around the corner and Harry soon met those recognizable blue eyes that he encountered last night. Those eyes burned his skin with a careless glance and the figure continued on down the hallway, passing by Liam and him. It was only mere seconds and Harry knew that he had been staring.
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Bury my Heart (Larry Stylinson)
Fiksi PenggemarUniversity life isn't what Louis expected, he thought that it would be all fun and games until his chem professor lays down the law. He's told to raise his grade in order to get the credit in order to graduate, or he will be kicked out of the class...
