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"No fucking way." He says.

Harry frowns.

Louis starts circling the boy, checking him out as he speaks to him.

"First, you want to talk to me like I am your equal or less than you, then you show up, expecting me to be lenient on the fact that you are-" he checks his watch again, "18 minutes late to practice, which is wasting my time, and then you want to call me by my first name when I clearly don't remember stating you were allowed to do so."

Louis stops when he is in front of the boy, and places his hands behind his back as he looks at him.

"Now tell me why I should even consider the thought of letting you stay here, wasting my personal practice time, to train the likes of you?"

Or:

In which Harry is a newcomer to the sport and Louis is an expert on the opposing team

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