"Gosh, it's colder than I expected it to be." I shivered.
"You're cold?" Louis asked me.
"Yeah, but I'll be able to manage." I said.
"Are you sure." He reassured.
"Yes, I'm sure." I chuckled.
"What time is it?" Louis asked.
"Exactly six-ten." I answered.
"Okay, thanks." Louis thanked.
"Oi! Freak!" Someone called out from the distance. I knew exactly who it was the minute I heard them. Aiden Anderson. The guy Eleanor was snogging on her bedroom. I was praying Eleanor wouldn't be here with him 'cause if she is, everyone's ears are gonna explode, especially mine.
"What do you want?" I asked in a stern voice, taking a few steps forward. I was in a perfect mood until he came into the picture.
"Aw, I just wanted to say 'hi' to the little gay freak." He said sarcastically.
"Oi!" I turned around to see Louis walking closer to me and eventually beside me.
"Leave 'm alone, Anderson." Louis said glaring at the tall blonde haired boy.
"Louis? What are you doing with that freak?" His eyes were wide which makes him look ten time uglier than he was before.
"Why do you care, hm? If you wanna go snog Eleanor then go ahead." Aiden's eyes go wide and Louis just stands there and smirks.
"W-what are you talking about?" He says.
"Don't act like you don't know." I piped in.
"You told him?!" He shouted.
"Yeah, yeah I did. He deserved to know." I said.
"You better go before anyone else find out." Louis said putting his hand on my shoulder.
"Ugh, fine!" And with that he was gone.
I let out a long slow sigh. I didn't know what just happened but it felt weird. I never talked back at Aiden because his mother is the principal and I really don't want to get suspended. My Mum would be so disappointed. So I never did.
"Hey, whatcha thinking about?" Louis questioned.
"How I actually talked back at Aiden." Louis looked like he has seen a ghost.
"Wait, you've never talked back at him?! You, Harry Fucking Styles, has never talked back at that bastard?!" Louis exclaimed.
"I didn't have a choice. If I did he'll go tell his Father and I really don't want to get suspended. I don't want to disappoint my Mum." I said, looking away.
"I guess you have a point. Well, anyway, we have a a few minutes left so let's spend it, wisely." He said, putting hands on his hips.
"Come on then, race you to the benches!" I shouted, giving myself a head start.
"Hey, get back here! That was not one bit fair!"
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Teen FictionTwins, love and differences.... -Eleanor is a bit of a bitch in this story and if you don't like the fact that it is then exit this and I'm sorry. Oh and if you're homophobic, I suggest you not read this and fuck you if you are!
