~September~

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Irriatbly, Louis looked up from taking his notes, blue eyes scanning the dark classroom for the source of the noise.

The relentless tapping was causing him major head pains and he couldn't possibly be expected to concentrate while some nitwit was tapping his pencil. It was already aggravating Louis that he had to take notes on the first day back to school.

Louis finally located the lad who was disturbing his train of thought.

It was Ashton Irwin.

Of course.

The one guy that Louis wouldn't dare say a word to because his crush on Ashton was absolutely gigantic.

Louis blushed after realizing he was staring and returned his eyes to his paper, not wanting to be caught. Ever since he came out the previous year, the popular kids like to throw names at him.

Louis was at the top of the social charts, but there were certain cliques.

Louis was popular in the 'drama geek' section. He got the lead in every school play since sixth grade and he was loud and demanding- the works of a true star.

The jocks, however, did not find that Louis had 'star quality'. In fact, they lowered their approval of him ever since he announced to the student body that he liked a dick up his bum.

Okay, Louis is a tad dramatic. It didn't happen like that, exactly, but that's a story for another time.

The story for the day is that it was the first time Louis laid eyes on Harry Styles.

The tapping finally ceased and the stupid teacher continued to talk and Louis mentally stabbed himself for waiting until his final year of school to take a health class.

The door opened, interrupting them, and the headmaster stepped in, smiling widely and leading a rather... Attractive boy behind him.

"Sorry, Mrs. Hannigon, for interrupting your class. I just wanted to make sure that Harry, here, got to his first class without being marked. It's his first and final year here, poor bloke," Professor Barke rambled, clapping a hand on the bloke's shoulder.

"That's alright. Find a seat, please," Mrs. Hannigon said briskly, pointing to a seat exactly one row beside and two desks ahead of Louis.

The guy- Harry- walked in and sat in the desk carelessly, eyes darting around.

Louis who was stuck at the very back, left table with two girls, was stuck hearing the giggling of girl students and the whispers of guy students.

Typical.

The headmaster left and Mrs. Hannigon went on telling them the basics of the class and scolding them for just now taking health- an obviously important subject.

~~~

"How do you even manage to be late on your first day?" Louis grumbles, biting angrily into his cheese pizza.

"Or that popular," Niall adds with a pout, watching as Harry sat at the 'popular' table, surrounded by cheerleaders and jocks.

"He's like the shiny new toy," Calum said simply, shrugging. "Eventually, he'll be tossed because he hasn't been here long and he'll screw up."

"I don't think it'll work like that," Roni spoke as she suddenly appeared, dropping her tray onto the table beside Louis and sitting down. "Heard he was quite a catch back at his old school. Rich family, sexy body, good grades, a star athlete- the whole lot."

"He is sexy," Louis agreed shamelessly, heart-eyeing the new student.

"He's dangerous," Calum interfered, rolling his eyes.

"Dangerous?" Niall muttered through a mouthful of sausage pizza. "Come off it!"

"He means dangerous to people like us. Crushing on Harry is like crushing on Ed Sheeran. You'll be shattered," Roni advised in a motherly tone, pissing Louis off.

"I happen to have a hella big crush on Ashton, in case you forgot, you heartless bitch," Louis muttered, suddenly not hungry.

"He'll shatter ya, too, mate," Niall said honestly, looking up at Louis through thick eyelashes. "You're the only open gay in the entire school."

"Until you come out," Louis hissed, causing Niall to blush scarlet and his eyes to water. "Oh... Oh, Niall, I didn't mean to-"

"Great job, Louis, fucking fantastic," Calum congratulated sarcastically, patting Niall's back. "Shhh, Niall, Louis is just a dick. You can come out when you want to, love."

Niall wrinkled his nose, wiped the tears from his cheeks, and shoved his brownie in his mouth.

"Niall-"

"S'okay," Niall said through his mouthful. Roni didn't speak the rest of lunch; she just nibbled on her salad and scoured the entire dining hall with watchful eyes.

~~~

"Hey, so are you gonna join the footie team in the spring?" A guy asked Harry, raising his eyebrows.

"'Course," Harry replied as he folded the blue copy paper titled 'Swim Tryouts' in half and tucked it into his black and white composition notebook.

"And you swim? That's amazing," a blonde girl giggled, looking up at Harry. He shrugged, running a hand through his long hair.

"Harry. Can I speak to you?"

Harry looked over to see a slightly-familiar face. The guy was at lunch with them, at their table, surrounded by people.

Harry nodded, heading off to the courtyard with the lad for their break.

"I'm Ed, by the way. Ed Sheeran."

"Harry Styles."

"I've heard. Listen, I'm captain of the swim team and I'd like to let you know that I've heard a lot about your skills in the water and you've only been here for four hours. I'm glad your looking to try out."

"Thanks, mate," Harry said sincerely, smiling.

"No problem. Talk to me if you need anything, yeah?"

"Sure," Harry agreed.

"Oh, and Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"There's a party at my house Friday night, if you wanna come. Hit me up later, and I'll give you details," Ed offered.

Harry nodded in thanks, heading off to sit alone but he was soon joined by a pretty girl with red and curly hair. She didn't speak to him, she just sat there and read from an odd paper-back book.

"What are you reading?" Harry asked, causing the girl to jump as look at him.

"Oh. It's a script book."

"Wow. So, you're an actress?" Harry asked, smiling cheekily.

The girl looked carefully at Harry through her hazel eyes, seeming to look right through the lad.

"It's Aladdin. I want to play the genie. My friend, he can talk the theater teacher into anything, including getting me that role," the girl rambled before blushing.

"Can you sing?" Harry asked, smiling.

"Yes, but we're doing the play, not the musical," she said slowly.

"That's sick. Hey, so, can I get your-"

"Roni! You promised to help me run lines! We got the script two hours ago, I should already know more than half of- oh. Hello."

Harry looked up to see a petite, flustered boy, eyeing between him and the girl.

"Hi. I'm Harry," Harry said, raising an eyebrow.

"M'Louis. And I'll be kidnapping Roni, here," Louis said, grabbing the pale girl's hand and pulling her to her feet.

"It was nice meeting you, Harry!" Roni said, smiling at Harry.

"You, too," he returned.

Louis was just about to drag Roni away when a hand gripped his free wrist.

"Ey, little Tommo! Where ya off to?" Ian Andrews said, smiling wickedly at the small lad.

"Away from here," Louis said curtly.

"Talking to the newbie, I see? Trying to get his dick already?" Ian sneered.

Roni watched with wide eyes. Harry stiffened, thinking hard. Was this Louis kid gay?

"You're hurting me," Louis whimpered.

"Aw, it's probably nothing to the bruises ya get from the men you pay to fuck ya, huh?"

Harry stood up, towering over Ian.

"Please let go of my friend."

"Ah, Styles, this is little Tommo, he's a right fag-"

"I don't care what he is, you best leave him alone," Harry said calmly. Ian let go of Louis's arm and shrugged.

"Alright. I'll catch ya," he mumbled before leaving.

Harry and Louis made eye contact.

"I'm sorry for the way he treated you. He shouldn't have-"

Before Harry could finish, a sobbing Louis was running away and Roni wasn't far behind him.

~~~

Yay, first chapter!

So.

QOTC:

How was it?

Like, so you think you'll enjoy it? It'll end up getting humorous when the plot starts, yeah?

PQOTC:

Sexuality?

MA:

Hi, okay, bi. (:

If you didn't like it, tell me why, and I'll try to work on it. I'm a sloppy writer.

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