Trapped soul(Larry Stylinson)

6.Weak

I'm so into writing :) damm it another chapter.

Harry's Pov( i've almost done Louis but why would i ruin the fun)

His words, I want to say, Mr.Louis Tomlinson' s words were running through my mind.Thinking more about this, there is no reason to think about his words. I can not understand myself. Why does his words mean so much to me? Excluding that he was right all the time he spoke. I think I should give him a chance to show what he can do in the end. Maybe at the end I will be surprised, maybe as a teacher he can change me even I do not tend to think that he can, everyone deserves a chance.

I heard the ring. The most incredibile moment in school life is when you hear the bell ringing and it is not because is Christmas. So for the first time, I looked happy to leave the classroom. Things for me always have to turn into worst. It was not enough that I could not understand what I was thinking but Mr.Louis Tomlinson stopped me. I bite my lips and stay in front of the door for some seconds and then try to look calm and look at him.

"Yes? Is there something wrong? "I asked him. Why would you stop someone who is going to see their happiness? I mean pause.

"No.I just want to tell you, that I expect from you to came to talk me after all your classes, would you?" he was sitting on his chair so relaxed. He was chilling and to be realistic, I have never imagined that I will ever see someone, being so relaxed. I could not look into his eyes. When you look into my eyes you can see clearly what I feel.

"Hm, you know...I have a lot of homeworks to do...and also I have to, uhm..help my mother?" it is the first lie that came into my mind so I just spoke it out.

"Hm. I think your mother will understand if you tell her that a teacher stopped you. Actually, I think she will be proud to hear that."

"Ah...No, you do not know my mother. She is too strict."

"I think she can survive, Harry. She is a mature person, unlike you who is running from yourself." he laughed again. Sometimes I like his laugh, sometimes I hate it. I rolled my eyes trying not to show my anxiety.

"Look, I really want to come and talk to you, but I have to do this. I never go back my promise..."

"Harry. I have a lot of experiences, and when I say a lot of experiences, I am really serious.."he was playing with a pen. It was distracting me. I could not concentrate. It was this his game to debusolate me?

"What do you mean?" I smiled. This is my tactic. I try to look inocent, to look like i really do not get the thing,but in reality,I know more about the thing.

"I mean you do not have to lie me."

"But this is not a .."he intrerupted me still being so calm and relaxed.There was something wrong with me,or it was something wrong with him?It was anything right there at the moment?

"I mean that, only this time, I can believe your lies, and you can escape. But only this time. The next time, if you do the same, you will see me in summer session. I do not think your mother will like it if she is so strict."

Right now, I think that there is no person as evil as him on this earth. Even the way he smiles is doing everything around being evil. God,I just hate him so much starting from now. He tried to be one of those cool teacher that you can see playing in american movies, and now he become the opposite and make my life a hell. I will give you a hint. After you lie,go on lying. Act like you have never lied.

You see,I love so much honesty. Is the only thing that makes a human, really human and admirable. Even though, I am the biggest liar you will ever see. I can lie about everything, even I do not like to lie, sometimes I am forced and believe me, you will be forced as well to lie. You are taught from you childhood that lying is a bad thing, a really bad thing but you grow up and find it necesarry, especially when it comes about people who are a very bad company,and you can not agree with.