*Harry's POV*
I am sat at my kitchen table eating breakfast with my mum and sister.
"Mum told me about some new kid you've been driving around. What's he like? Anything like you?" My sister, Gemma, asks.
"He's nothing like me. He's so nerdy and it really pisses me off."
"Harry! Be nice." My mum snaps at me. I just roll my eyes at her.
"What's his name?" Gemma asks.
"Louis Tomlinson. Even sounds like a smart person name."
"Harry, don't make fun of him. Maybe if you focused on your grades more and not getting into fights at school like Louis does, then you will be able to keep going with school." Mum says.
"What?" I ask, panic in my voice. I didn't think my grades were that bad. I didn't know I was getting kicked out of school.
"Your principal called me yesterday and said that if your grades keep getting worse you will have to drop out." I put my head in my hands. I never wanted this to happen. I only ever wanted to help out my mum after all she's been through. "But you can stay in school on one condition."
My head shoots up, my pleading eyes meeting my mum's. "What is it?"
"You can get a tutor. I think Louis would be the perfect fit if he wants to be. His house is easy to get to and you already somewhat know each other."
"Absolutely not." My mum wants to punish me. I'd let anyone be my tutor, just not him. I can tell that things aren't going to end well. I can already feel myself liking him. If we become friends then all hell will break loose. I can already tell that Louis is a sweet, fragile person. I can tell that he's gay but I don't think others will be able to figure that out from school. All I know is that people can't know that my reputation is fake or they'll suspect I'm gay. I have to keep him away from me, even if that's being rude and mean to him.
"Think about it. It may be your only option." My mum finishes and walks out of the room. I look over at my sister and she is giving me the 'you better do it to make mum happy' look. I've always hated being the youngest child.
I hear my mum call out that she will be going next door in an hour to meet Louis' mum, Johanna, before I step outside into the cold to find Louis walking outside his house, towards my car.
As I walk towards my car, I decide that I won't smoke while driving Louis to school today.
I reach my car at the same time he does. "Hey." I say to Louis. I think he is surprised I actually spoke to him.
"Hey. Zayn isn't coming with us today?"
"Nah. He had soccer practice earlier so he went by himself. And that was only a one time thing." I say before smiling at him. Why am I smiling at him? I'm meant to be mean to him. I think he just has this effect on me.
"Okay. Do you play any sports?"
"I used to play soccer with Zayn but I got kicked off the team for fighting with another guy on my team."
"Sorry. That sucks." Louis says kindly. Even after all the rude things I've said to him, he's still willing to be nice to me and give me a shot.
"Yeah it does." I turn on the car and begin the journey to school.
"I've noticed that you are only rude to me when other people are around. Is it because of your reputation?" Louis asks.
I look over at him, furrowing my eyebrows. "You notice a lot of things." I simply reply.
"So is that a yes?" Louis laughs. I laugh as well because his laugh is really cute. No! No, I can't let him get close to me. I can't let him think I'm actually nice. He can't know the real me.
"Yes that's correct." I blurt out.
"You're not smoking right now. Why?" Louis asks. He is talking a lot more than yesterday but I'm not complaining, the car ride isn't as awkward as it was yesterday.
"I don't smoke all the time. I just didn't feel like it today."
"I like it when you don't smoke. Smoking kills you know." I look over at him and see him looking down and playing with his fingers.
"Yeah, I know." I do know that smoking kills but it's addictive and my reputation relies on it.
Before I know it, we have arrived at school and Louis and I say goodbye to each other. I make sure he knows where he is going and walk towards my first class of the day.
*Louis' POV*
I have different classes today than I did yesterday so I will be meeting more new classmates and teachers. My first class is English which I haven't already had.
I walk into the class and take in my surroundings of new people and another classroom. I scan over the room until something catches my eye. More like someone.
There he is... Harry.
I watch him for a moment before deciding to approach him. I see that he isn't sitting with anyone else. None of his smoking friends are in this class with him so he must sit alone.
"Hey." I announce to him for him to notice my presence.
He looks up at me from where he is sitting at his desk. "Hey. You probably shouldn't be talking to me at school you know. People may think your into all the things I'm into and we both know you're nothing like me."
I am about to respond when I hear my name being called. I look over my shoulder to see Niall wave at me and point to a seat next to him. I smile at him and nod my head before turning back to Harry.
"I'll see you after school." I say before giving him a smile and walking towards Niall. "Hey, Niall. I didn't know you were in my class."
"Me neither. It's good it worked out this way. Also, you don't want to be talking to Harry."
"Why not?"
"He's not someone you can trust."
"You and Liam both really don't like him, do you? Why? Are you afraid of him?" I ask curiously. I really want to know why they hate him so much.
"He's just not someone who you should hang out with because he hurts anyone who gets close to him. Liam and I were actually friends with Harry many years ago. When we were kids and he just turned on us when we were about 7 years old and he's never been the same since. He made new friends who were into drugs and alcohol and he got addicted. No one knows why. He used to be such a sweet kid, he was just like you and me but something must have happened. He threatened to hurt our families if Liam and I ever told anyone about us being friends and how nice he used to be."
I sit there in shock, taking in everything Niall has just said. I look over at Harry, finding him with another cigarette between his lips and him writing on a piece of paper in front of him.
...
I sit with Niall and Liam at lunch again today. We didn't talk more about Harry after what Niall had told me but it doesn't mean I'm not curious still.
I walk out of the school and towards Harry's car after the last bell rings to dismiss us for the day. I can see that Harry is not at his car so I lean against his car until he comes.
Half an hour passes and there is still no sign of Harry. I'm worried that something happened to him. I can't make my own way home because I only just moved to town and I don't know the way home. Just when I am about to look up the directions home I see Harry running towards the car. It's good that he is actually running to the car, showing that he actually does care about me.
"I'm so sorry, Louis. I was in detention because I got into a fight with someone."
"It's okay." I say to make him feel less guilty. We get into his car and begin the car ride home. "What was the fight about?" I ask after a few minutes of driving.
"It was stupid. The guy called me a faggot so I bashed him." I look over at Harry and he seems to notice before quickly speaking again. "I'm not gay at all but I just felt that I needed to bash him."
"Yeah, I know. I'm not either." I assure Harry although I have a feeling he knows I'm lying and that he is also lying.
The rest of the car ride is quiet until we get home and say goodbye to each other for the third time today.
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*Harry's POV*
I say goodbye to Louis and make sure he gets into his house before I enter mine. I can hear my mums voice coming from the kitchen and another voice I know all too well.
I walk into the kitchen to find my father standing there talking to my mum.
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