Louis Geller-Bing Tomlinson the adopted son of Monica and Chandler Geller-Bing hates his "family friend" Harry Geller-Green Styles. From his childhood, he's been told that Harry is his cousin but since he's adopted and absolutely HATES Harry, cousin...
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HARRY'S POV
I somehow made my way to Home ec. Louis hadn't spoken to Zayn, Liam and me for a day now...not that I actually minded. The most he did was walk with me to my first class since Mon had forced him to and then after that I had to figure out everything by myself. Zayn had been nice enough, smiling at me when we met in the halls or helping me when I got lost. I could tell he was upset that Louis wasn't talking to him but he didn't want to blame me either .Liam was really kind, he hung out with me a bit yesterday and helped me adjust. I spoke to a couple of people. This one girl, Kendall had been really nice to me.
I was scrolling through my phone when I felt myself bumping into someone. "Watch where you're going mate," an Irish voice laughed. I looked up to see a pale, skinny boy with dyed blonde hair, still a little brown at the roots .I cracked a smile, "Sorry,I wasn't looking." "Nawww that's okay, "the boy said. He held out a hand, "I'm Niall." "Harry," "So Harry what brings you to Home ec?" I looked at him in confusion. "Umm it's my class?" Niall laughed," No I mean are you here to cook or are you like me?" "What are you here for?" "To eat everyone's food of course silly." I threw my head back and laughed, I could tell this guy was cheeky. But something told me he was serious about eating everything.
THIRD PERSON POV
"I cook," Harry said. Niall grinned, "Are you any good? Actually wait,that doesn't matter, I'm so hungry I could eat anything even if you could mouldy socks with cheese." Harry wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I really don't know how to reply to that except I hope I never have to eat that in my life." Niall nodded seriously, "Trust me mate, you don't." He then proceeded to drag Harry to class, demanding he make his new best friend something to eat before he ate Harry's fingers. The curly headed lad didn't even get to ask if Niall had actually eaten mouldy socks with cheese, but something in his gut told him he didn't want to know the answer.
'There you go.', Harry said, handing over the plate of freshly cooked food by him. Niall sniffed the food and took in the aroma, Harry chuckled. The blonde boy then took a bite of the tacos. 'That is bloody amazing!', Niall said, mouthful, making Harry chuckle and thank him. He was grateful to find a friend outside Louis' friend circle and in the same year as him. 'What class do you have next?', Harry asked, eating a bite out of the tacos himself. 'Umm, football.', Niall answered. 'Shouldn't you be eating less then?', Harry questioned timidly, not wanting to offend his new friend. 'It's all good!', Niall replied, rubbing his belly. Harry felt homely with Niall, he reminded him of his favourite uncle Joey. LOUIS' POV
'Hey Lou, can I talk to you for a sec?', Zayn said, seeing Louis alone in the almost empty hallway. 'You still talk to me? Not your new best friend?', Louis answered, still as angry as before. Zayn sighed, he knew how hard it would be to make up this time. 'Please Lou, just hear me out.', he tried again. Still receiving no answer from the boy walking away, he went and grabbed his arm. 'Leave me.', Louis protested, 'Listen, why I did what I did was because I saw how sad he was when you left him, not wanting to share a room with him. He reminded me of my first day here, I was all alone and so confused, until you came.' Louis angered calmed a little, Zayn was very lonely on his first day here, he was, well still is an introvert. Nobody from his family was also able to come as he moved here from Bradford. 'I know I should've told you but I was scared that you'll get angry and decided I'll see what happens later, but I shouldn't have hid it from you. I am sorry Lou.', Zayn apologised, losing hold of his best friend's arm. 'Well yes, but it's okay.', he said, smiling. Zayn smiled and said, 'And...', taking out a box from his bag, 'This was my Plan-B but here you go.' Louis opened the box and found his favourite cakes from Westchester. Just as he was about to eat them, Zayn interrupted, 'But, you'll only be able to eat that if you're okay that I still talk to Harry. I like the boy, he's nice.' Louis thought for a minute, sighed and answered, 'Okay, if you must.' Zayn smiled and stated, 'Your mother gave it to me when she came, but after I invited Harry, I knew I would need them later.' Louis giggled and hugged his best friend, no longer angry at him.
