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L O U I S :
                          
                    Shiiiit. Please not now. Keep yourself together Louis. I swear if you release now-! 
                          
"Ma'am," I raise my hand and get up from my seat. "I need to go to the bathroom," I say and make my way out of my History class. 
                          
"Shit. Keep it in Louis. Please just a bit longer," I whisper to myself, "Just till you get to the bathroom-" I fart. 
                          
Loud. 
                          
Fuck. 
                          
I stop in the middle of the hallway, closing my eyes before reopening them to see if anyone heard me. 
                          
I wouldn't be surprised if someone did though. 
                          
That was hella loud. 
                          
Oops. 
                          
Just as I'm about to enter the bathroom I hear a soft giggle causing me to turn around at the sound. 
                          
"Oh. My. God," I blush as I look at a laughing Mr. Styles standing a few feet away from me, brief bag on his shoulder as he plays with the strap. 
                          
"Is your ass okay after that bomb?" He chuckles, cheeks red from laughing and eyes a wet. 
                          
"Oh fuck off. Don't act as if you've never farted before," I roll my eyes but inside am dying from the fact that he fucking witnessed one of the biggest farts that has ever escaped my ass hole.
                          
He doesn't say anything, just walks closer to me with a big smile on his face. "So how are you feeling?" He asks once right in front of me.
                          
"Oh. For a second there I thought you were my English teacher. Little did I know, I'm talking to a therapist." I wave and begin to walk away slowly, "I'm sorry if i was bothering you sir." 
                          
Harry rolls his eyes while chuckling, "do you always have to be so dramatic?"
                          
I gasp. 
                          
Dramatically. 
                          
"Me?!" I hold a hand to my chest, "me, dramatic? How dare you?! I'm not dramatic."
                          
He laughs again and I can't help but crack a grin too. "I love it when you're like this. All sassy and... well, dramatic." He smiles, nudging me playfully in the arm. 
                          
I blush slightly but cover it up by rolling my eyes. "So, where are you off to?" I ask softly.
                          
"I'm on my way home. No more classes for the rest of the day," he explains sweetly. I nod, watching him as he bites his lip softly. "Uh... I know I shouldn't be asking you this since I'm a teacher and you're... y'know, a student. But would you like to ditch with me?" He asks, looking slightly nervous for my response. 
                          
Extremely nervous actually. 
                          
And unnecessary nervous. 
                          
I smile, reaching out to his hand that hangs by his side. As soon as my fingers touch his, he pulls his hand away in shock. 
                          
I'm not gonna lie.
                          
That hurt. 
                          
But my frown soon disappears when his smile grows wider and he moves his hand into mine again. His soft, warm hand grips mine firmly and a spark runs up my arm, and warms up my body. I smile as his fingers play with mine.
                          
"Shall we? Ma' lady?" He grins and gestures towards the front doors of the school, bowing down slightly.
                          
"We shall," I smile, gripping his hand tighter as he pulls me out the school doors. 
                          
"Where are we going?" I ask after a while of our hands swinging between us as we walk further away from the school. We walked right past Harry's car and that's why I got curious. 
                          
"Uh... you wanna go to the park or something? Or like to McDonalds for something to eat? Are you hungry? I can bye you something to eat." 
                          
I smile fondly as he rambles on. "Whatever you want." I smile but a nervous look on his face makes me change my mind and answer with going to the park instead. He always seemed like the person who freaked out when put on the spot of making a decision. 
                          
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I sit on the swing next him and swing slowly while my hand pressed to the chain while looking at him. It's adorable how small and cute he is despite being older than me. 
                          
I mean, he was taller than me and all but he always managed to make himself look like a cute little ball of fluff.
                          
"Lou...?" He calls, smiling at me. 
                          
"Yes, Haz?" I raise an eyebrow with a grin.
                          
"Haz?" He chuckles, "that's a new one."
                          
I chuckle, pushing my swing into his causing it to jerk sideways slightly.
                          
"So, as I was going to say," he chuckles but soon a sad look takes over. "I've only got a week left at school..." He says. 
                          
It takes a minute for me to processe what he said. "Okay... we'll still be friends though right?" I smile hopefully.
                          
"Of course. Obviously," he says quickly. 
                          
"Then there's nothing to worry about," I say reassuringly, trying to make him smile again. 
                          
"Okay," he nods before cracking a small smile. 
                          
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We walk back to the school after hours of talking shit and laughing at it at the park. It was starting to get dark out and the sky was a beautiful orange, pink and purple colour. 
"It's so beautiful," Harry smiles down at me at before looking up at the sky again. 
                          
"Yeah, it is," I smile, "but y'know what else is beautiful?" I grin. 
                          
Harry blushes hard, "What?"
                          
"Me," I grin, cheeky. I shrug as if it obvious and Harry chuckes besides me.
                          
"True," he grins, nudging his side into mine. "Wanna go back to my place?" 
                          
"I'd love to," I nod, snaking my arm around his waist that he seems to melt into.
                          
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Laaaaarl I totally had to do that haha Thank me later ;p
                          
What you think of this chapter?? Do you guys want anything to happen?? Just comment and ill think about putting it in the story :)