Forbidden Love: A Larry Stylinson Fanfiction

Harry Styles hated history. He hated the boring lectures, the endless dates and names, the dry textbooks. He hated how his history teacher, Mr. Tomlinson, always seemed to pick on him and give him low marks. He hated how Mr. Tomlinson was so strict and serious, never cracking a smile or a joke. He hated how Mr. Tomlinson was so handsome and fit, with his blue eyes, brown hair, and stubble. He hated how Mr. Tomlinson made him feel things he shouldn't feel for a teacher.

Louis Tomlinson loved history. He loved teaching his students about the past, the events and people that shaped the world. He loved how his history class was always lively and engaged, except for one student. He loved how he could challenge and inspire his students, except for one student. He loved how he was respected and admired by his students, except for one student. He loved how he was in control of his life and his emotions, except for one student.

That one student was Harry Styles.

Harry and Louis had a complicated relationship. They were always at odds, arguing and bickering over everything. Harry thought Louis was a pompous jerk who hated him for no reason. Louis thought Harry was a lazy brat who wasted his potential. They both secretly wanted each other, but they would never admit it. They both knew it was wrong, but they couldn't help it. They both were in trouble, but they didn't care.