You Found Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter Eighteen

Harry's Pov

Its Wednesday and I am finally going back to school. I have to get all my work for my classes to start doing online so I am going in today to talk to my teachers. Louis is always so adamant about making sure my education always comes first. I really don't want to go but I know I need to. I only have a month left and then I am out of there.

Louis has to go into the studio today, I'm excited for him to be writing more music and releasing more songs. But it also means that his break is coming to an end and that he's going to be busy and working all the time.

"Harry come on your going to be late!" Louis yells from downstairs. Looking at the time I quickly get dressed and move down to the kitchen where Louis is sitting already eating his breakfast. "Morning sunshine" Louis smiles at me. Giving him a nervous smile back I grab my already packed lunch and put it in my bag. Grabbing a banana for breakfast I sit down next to Louis. "Morning" I thirdly grumble out.

Both of us eating in silence I finish my food and throw the rubbish away. Louis already standing at the door ready to go I grab my bag and we make out way to the car. Sitting down in the passenger seat I chuck my bag to the back. As Louis sits down I look at him with pleading eyes, "Please don't make me go?" Putting his hand on my bouncing leg he turns towards me.

"Harry you are going to be fine, Paul will be with you the whole time and I promise when we get home tonight we can cuddle and relax, okay? But please just go and try to enjoy it, remember you are only there for 2 days a week." Rubbing soothing circles on my leg I nod.

As we drive to the school I try and keep myself calm, muttering to myself that I will be fine. As we pull up to school I let out a shaky breath. Seeing Paul already waiting out the front I know I can't get out of this. As I grab my bag Louis is already out of the car opening my door for me, helping me out of the large black car.

Grabbing me by the shoulders Louis brings me into a tight hug. "You will be fine, I promise, okay?" "Okay". Starting to walk to meet Paul Louis and I shake his hand. "Good morning guys, you ready Harry?" "Yeah" I stutter out. Giving me a smile we turn to walk away but before we get to far Louis is calling out, "hey! I think you forgot something" pulling my back he gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Have fun, Paul is going to take you home, I won't be home till after dinner. I love you". Smiling back I mumble a I love you too back.

Turning back to Paul I give him a small smile and nod, letting him know I am ready.

Walking into the building I can feel the stares from people, keeping my head down I walk to my locker, Paul trailing behind me.

Making it to my locker I get approached by 3 girls I have never met, looking at Paul he silently asks me if I want them to leave but I say its okay. Starting to get my books out of my locker the girls finally speak up.

"Hey Harry!" One of them says, "Hi?" I question back. "You're Louis Tomlinson's boyfriend!" One yells, wincing I slightly smile. "Is he a good kisser? I bet he is. Is he good in bed oh my god I wish I could be with him you are so lucky I love him so much, I don't know why he's with you I am sure I can make him feel better, do you have his number?! Give me your phone I need his number!" The girls ramble on. Thankfully before anything gets too far Paul steps in and gets them to move along.

Letting out a sigh I say a quiet "thanks" towards Paul. "Just remember Harry that I'm here to help, don't be afraid to ask for it. Okay?" Nodding I get my book and start to walk towards class.

Thankfully after today I will only be here on Mondays and Tuesdays, until I have my exams in 3 weeks.

Getting to my class was fine, but before I walked in I turned to Paul, "Do you mind not coming into the class room? I just don't want to cause more of a distraction" I shyly ask. "Of course Harry, I figured you wouldn't want me in there with you. Which is why I have this" handing me a small object that looks almost like a phone. Taking the object from him I look up confused.