"You ready?" asked Mr Matthews Louis and Eleanor, who were standing in front of the classroom. 

"Miss Calder, would you give me the great honour of accompanying me to the semi-formal festivities?" asked Louis in a posh voice. 

"No" declined Eleanor in a singy voice. 

They took each other by the hand and bowed down. "Etiquette. Thank you". 

"That's one way to do it" chuckled Mr Matthews. 

"Better being honest than using someone, don't you think?" questioned Niall in that certain voice. 

"I agree or do you want us to think something else?" hooked Liam curiously. 

"I should tell you what you should think?" pointed Cory at himself. 

"Aren't you doing this the whole time?" wondered Harry with a raised eyebrow. 

"No, I'm making you think. But because you mentioned it... who should be determined what you think?" changed Cory the topic. 

Harry looked up and thought for a second. "... Wikipedia". 

"No, Harry. No one should. You should always think for yourself and find out what you want and what you think is right. Trust your feelings because your actions could affect someone else's life" advised Cory them. 

"Why?" frowned Harry. 

"Because people change people. Bad things obviously do but good things do too. Every little thing can change everything. Keep that in mind" answered Cory and took out a big wrapped up present. 

"What's this? That that?" pointed Niall at the present. 

"This is a present" stated Cory the obvious. 

"Is it for me?" made Niall puppy eyes at him. 

"What's your game, Matthews?" questioned Louis leery. 

"Me? I mean no game. I just want to know who here wants that present" pretended Cory to be innocent and everybody except for Louis raised their hand. 

"Oh Louis, you assumed that if you're playing hard to get I'll give it to you?" cocked Cory an eyebrow at him. 

"Well, yes. That's one of the many arrows in my quiver" replied Louis sassily. 

"You have a quiver?" asked Liam confused. 

"Oh, boy" shook Niall his head. 

"Zayn" placed Cory the present on Zayn's desk. 

"Yay" grinned Zayn and started to open the present. When he grabbed inside his face changed and he took out a sign with the words 'Trojan Horse' on it. "The Trojan Horse?". 

"Surprise" made Cory Jazz Hands. 

"This isn't a present. This is one of your life lessons wrapped up in a class lesson wrapped up in a box of nothing" was Zayn pouting now. 

"How ya doing, Honey?" asked Louis Zayn sympathetically. 

"I'm all worked up" whined Zayn. 

"I know" patted Louis his shoulder. 

"You assumed because it was all neat and pretty something good was inside. Ancient Troy was protected by walls. The Greeks couldn't get in so they built a big wooden horse and left it behind. What do you think the Trojan people did?" came Cory back to the main topic. 

"They left it there because they were afraid that someone would teach them something" was Zayn's still sulking answer. 

"They captured it as a trophy and brought it inside. That night the Greek soldiers crawled out of the horse and defeated Troy. What have we learned here?" continued Cory unbothered. 

"Don't make assumptions based on what you see?" guessed Liam and Cory nodded agreeing. 

"Zayn, listen, I'm sorry I made an example of you so here's a gift for you" handed Cory Zayn another black little box. 

"Uh. No. I want to. No. Pretty ribbon. No" was Zayn torn. 

"I'll take my chances with that one, Sir" offered Liam and Cory gave it to him. 

"No Liam, you have to assume it is no good because the first one was no good. Are you proud of me, Goddy?".

"No," said Cory simply. 

"Get out of detention free" read Liam from the card. 

"Uh-uh, I could use one of those. Give it to me and I won't call you Lima Bean all week" offered Louis him a deal. 

"Here you go" gave Liam him the card. 

"Thanks, Lima Boy" took Louis the card satisfied. 

"Huh, let me guess, Lima Boy is filling in for Lima Bean?" grinned Liam amused. 

"All week" winked Louis at him. "And now you" addressed Louis Mr Matthews. 

"Oh something is gonna happen to me?" held Cory his laugh back. 

"It is" stood Louis up and walked over to the teacher's desk just to climb on top of it while singing. "Dee dee dee de detention but not today. Boom". 

"Read the card" chuckled Cory. 

"Huh?". 

"Read the card" repeated Cory. 

"Say out of detention free then give the worthless card to Louis then watch him dance on my desk" read Louis out loud, now feeling exactly like Zayn. 

"Never assume. Look more deeply. Just because something is wrapped up all pretty doesn't always mean it is" said Cory clearly to the class. 

"You were in on this" glared Louis at Liam. 

"I'm Lima Boy and I'm here all week" winked Liam at him, making Louis curse under his breath. 

"Have a nice Easter Holiday". 

--

Louis felt like he was dying. Every bone in his body hurt and he was probably deaf from his Coaches yelling every second of practice. Right now they were playing two against two for whatever reason and Eleanor was watching them, cheering proudly. 

"Ey" exclaimed Louis as someone crashed into his shoulder, making him fall down. Damn you, practice. 

"Do-over" demanded Eleanor. 

"Sweetheart, there are no do-overs. This is practice" cleared Coach Stewart up.

"Ten bucks on Louis and Niall" called Eleanor out. 

"I'll take that action" agreed the Coach, earning a proud smile from Eleanor. 

In the end, Eleanor or more like Louis and Niall won and Coach wasn't happy about it but he was a fair player. Back in the locker rooms, he was telling them some boring shit for over the holidays but no one was really listening. 

"Shut up" yelled Coach Stewart as the murmuring was getting too loud. "Just wanted to say call me if something comes up, yeah? Except for you, Greenberg. Don't call me. You shouldn't even have my number". 

"Aye, I'm happy I'm not Greenberg" whispered Louis into Niall's ear. 

"Yeah but don't change the topic now. We were talking about the weekend. You need a better plan" tried Niall to look meanly at him. 

"Oh, you have something better in mind?" grinned Louis knowing. 

"Yeah" opened Niall his locker and the next second a long-ass silver chain started to fall out of it. Louis' mouth dropped open while Niall tried to keep it from falling but failed so he just let keep falling. Everyone was looking at them now and the Coach came over. 

"Part of me wants to ask. The other part says knowing would be more disturbing than anything I could ever imagine so I-- umm I'm gonna walk away" commented Coach Stewart on it and went away traumatised. 

"That's good. Wise choice, Coach" called Niall after him. 

"What the fuck, Niall? Why do you have a chain in your locker?" was Louis hella confused. 

"You really wanna know?" looked Niall at him, saying you don't wanna know with his eyes. 

"You're really something else" shook Louis his head at his brotherly best friend. 

"Says the one who is going on a Date with his maid tonight" countered Niall. 

"Woah Woah Woah. I'm just attending her Date with her girlfriend because Maria is of the opinion I spend too much time in my room alone. She might be right with that but come on, this is not the way" corrected Louis him. 

"Does she know about Harry?" questioned Niall while changing. 

"She figured it out. She's smart" replied Louis with a sigh. 

"What are you two still doing here? Get out" propped the Coach his hands on his hips, standing in the doorframe, but you could see in his face that he was joking. 

"We're almost done. Just a second". 

"Horan? Shut up". 

"He really loves to yell and curse" snickered Louis under his breath, earning a slap from Niall. 

"Boys, before you go..." held Coach Stewart the two back. "I know I yell a lot but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kinda hate Greenberg but you know, it's different. It's Greenberg". 

"We know, Coach" reassured Louis him. 

"Good then you're free to go now and Louis, thank you for being on the team" smiled the Coach for literally the first time. Well, for Louis it was the first time. 

"What about me?" asked Niall. 

"Get out" laughed the Coach and the boys left. "Oh, and Horan? Stop reminding why I drink. Every Night". 

--

"Maria, this is stupid" wailed Louis as they sat down in a little very pretty Diner in the city. 

"Stop whining like a baby, Louis. It won't be that bad and you finally get to know my girlfriend" gave Maria him the look. 

"But I don't wanna third-wheel. This just makes it worse instead of better" Louis didn't let up.  

"You won't be a third wheel. She's bringing someone too. Just talk to him" informed Maria him. 

"Him?" was Louis now scared for a very irrational reason. The destiny can't hate him that much, right?

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. This was the only word in Louis' head as he spotted Harry walking next to a pretty brunette girl, coming towards them. His life was worse than any movie. Who he fuck was writing his story? Was that person hating on him or why was he put through so much pain? Answers, please. 

"Hi love, sorry we're a bit late. My brother needed a while longer. Maria, this is...". 

"Harry, didn't think it would be you" interrupted Maria her girlfriend. 

"You two know each other?" asked Gemma, Harry's sister and Maria's girlfriend, confused. 

"Oh, we have seen each other a few times" shot Maria him the death glare, making Gemma frown. 

"Hey, Maria" greeted Harry her unbothered and ignored Louis' presence. 

"Well, Gemma love, come and meet Louis" ignored Maria Harry now. 

"It's my pleasure, Louis. I've heard so much about you. Maria talks a lot about you. I'm almost a bit jealous" smiled Gemma at him. 

"She talks a lot about you, don't worry" smiled Louis back at her. Mentally he wanted to slap himself for not putting the pieces together earlier. He knew Maria's girlfriend was named Gemma and Harry's sister too and both lived in Manchester. Stupid Louis. 

Maria sat back down with Louis on one side while Gemma and Harry sat down on the other side of the table definitely to Gemma's surprise. Silence fell over them until Gemma and Maria started to talk to each other. Louis just stared out of the window and avoided Harry's gaze. This was horrible. 

One hour felt like an eternity of pain and torture, so Louis just vanished into the bathroom as he couldn't take it anymore. He felt the need to puke but there wouldn't be much to vomit anyway. Thankfully nobody was paying much attention to his messed up eating habits at the moment. He didn't know exactly when it started but probably around that day. Since then he barely ate anything and just didn't feel hunger anymore. The pain numbs his stomach and Louis hated it but what was he supposed to do?

"Life, we need to talk" leaned Louis against the bathroom door by the sinks. "Here I am on a Date with Maria, Gemma and her brother Harry. It's pure torture so why did you do that? Can you explain yourself in your mysterious ways?".

At this, the bathroom door opened and Louis stumbled towards. Behind him, Harry stepped inside the room to wash his hands. First, he didn't even saw Louis but the moment he spotted him he almost jumped in shock.

"Oh, Hi" brought Harry out. 

"Oh, Hi" mimicked Louis him sarcastically with an eye roll.

"Is that necessary? I don't wanna be here either but you could at least try to not be such a Drama Queen" crossed Harry his arms over his chest. 

"You're kidding, right? I'm doing my best to clear up your mess but apparently, you're not used to normal conversations without sex afterwards" shot Louis back. 

"What is your fucking problem? Be hurt somewhere else. You're pathetic" snapped Harry at him. 

"Oh, I'm sorry. Does it annoy you to see the effects of your stupid actions? Stupid of me not to take that into account before I do something" snorted Louis annoyed. 

"Can you just stop it?" grew Harry louder and for a second it looked like he wanted to slap Louis but in the end, he just slammed him against the wall and kept him there. "Stop being sassy all the time".

"Are you insane?" pushed Louis him away from himself and stroked his wrist. 

Harry seemed to realise what he just did and his face changed. "I'm sorry, Louis. I didn't mean to..". 

"To what? Hurt me? Guess you never do but you're good at failing. Just because Jake was good at being sassy doesn't give you the right to be mean to everyone who's the tiniest bit sassy. It's just not fair" cut Louis him off and now really felt like the Queen of Mean...

"I know but Jake always...". 

"I'm not Jake, Harry" exploded Louis. His emotions got the better of him. "I would've never hurt or treated you like that but that's beside the point now. Just leave me alone". 

"Louis, wait. Please stop" called Harry after him as he wanted to leave the bathroom. Reluctantly, Louis turned back around and looked expectingly at Harry. 

"Can we forget about the kiss and go back to being friends? It's so tense and weird between us". 

That one simple question hurt Louis more than you can imagine. It hurt so damn much but he faked a tiny smile and looked Harry in the eye. "I already forgot about y.. it". 

"Wonderful" let Harry out a sigh of relief. 

Louis swallowed his pride and dignity as he left the bathroom and kept his tears in as good as possible for the rest of the Date. "Yeah". 

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Dum dum dum...! Is it too much just Louis? I guess it is. That's why I had the time-jump. We get more Drama soon to come closer to a better time. I promise. 

Question of the Chapter: What was Mr Matthews lesson really about?

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