26.

                                    

                                          
"hey lou" niall smiled as he walked next to him, "hey" "so you're finally wearing skirts and dresses huh" niall looked like a proud dad.
                          
"yeah, um i like wearing this...so why not" louis shrugged, "you look good lou" niall smiled at him as he got into class. 
                          
louis was now in english, meaning harry was ought to be here, abby wasn't in class that day she was right outside the class he could see her through the window.
                          
she was smiling at a smaller girl with short hair, she was playing with her hair. this was the happiest louis had seen her, she pressed a kiss on the girl's lips before going into class.
                          
from here louis could see the girl blushing, but when abby reached into class it was the same bored expression, that girl must feel very special for making her smile but only with her.
                          
"i finished the first half of the project, you do the rest, i left in notes for you" she mumbled before tossing the book on his table.
                          
"how long have ya been together" louis smiled widely at her, "er—what?" she looked genuinely confused.
                          
"the girl" 
                          
"oh—becca" she had a small smile as she said her name, he wonders how that was like, someone so uncaring about everything but just that one person, loves that person so much that when they say their name makes them smile like nothing else matters.
                          
"um four years" she smiled softly her eyes were in a daze, "you love her don't you" 
                          
"more than anything" 
                          
louis just smiled at her, he heard movements next to him, harry was there with a stupid grin. louis couldn't help but smile at his dorky boyfriend.
                          
abby silently turned around, giving them some space. "i booked the hotel, you'll love me"
                          
"i already do" 
                          
"you'll love me more" he corrects.
                          
"not possible" 
                          
"now whose being the cheesy shit" he smirked.
                          
harry fell asleep after a while, arms were folded and his head resting on them.
                          
maybe he does know how that was like. the way harry would only be happy around him, it was selfish to like that feeling but he couldn't help it.