The next day at another dreaded day at school, Louis manages to avoid any eye contact with Harry. It's hard, he can feel Harry's eyes boring into the side of his head.

"Hey Louis?" Louis looks up and sees Zayn standing next to him.

"Wow, Zayn Malik in a library, thats not something you see everyday." He jokes, turning towards the guy who has got an amused look on his face.

"Well you're quite cheeky, aren't you?" Zayn chuckles, "No, but I had a question, more like a favor?"

Louis raises his brows, "What could I possibly help you with?"

"My essay, in Ms. Biran's class?" He asks quickly, "I just want help, I'm really bad with writing, and this thing is a test grade." He explains, "I'm not asking you to write it for me, I'm just asking you to help me out, you're making a..97-"

"98." Louis corrects.

"A 98, see? Super brains, please?" Zayn almost begs.

"Whats in it for me?" Louis asks, turning back to skimming the books, it's funny, he's actually in here to find books to help him with research for the Essay.

"Um, Well, I have weed?" Zayn says, "We could smoke while we study, or research, whatever."

"Okay." Louis says, thinking about how bad it could possibly be. He's never smoked before, but he's definitely not going to let Zayn in on that, "Did you wanna come to mine today? Or is that bad timing for you?"

"No, it's not, I just have to take my sisters home first, You could come you know, we can go straight to your house once I drop them off." Zayn says, "That way you can avoid the bus."

Louis smiles, "Yeah, sounds good, Can I see your phone? To put my number in it?"

"Sure, yeah." Zayn says, tugging his phone out from his pocket and handing it to Louis.

"You seem like the type of guy to have a lock on their phone." Louis inquires as he adds his contact in as Super Brains.

"Are you saying I seem secretive?" Zayn asks, taking his phone back and chuckling at the name.

"Everyone has secrets, I just mean you seem like a guy that protects his privacy." Louis shrugs, "I mean, even I have a lock."

Zayn chuckles, "Well, Louis, I'll meet you outside after 8th?"

"Yeah, sure, see you." He says, and finally Zayn leaves.

Louis is about to relax back into his book search when he sees Harry come up beside him, pretending to be scoping out his reading options.

Louis rolls his eyes, "If you're looking for the 'How to apologize for being an insensitive asshole', Well, then that book is probably in the information Isle."

Harry looks at Louis and huffs, "I'm sorry, okay? I don't know why I said it, I should've been more, um, sensitive." He tells Louis, he sounds sincere, but Louis lets him continue, "Let me make it up to you, I'll cook you dinner, at your place? I would say mine, but Im sure you don't want to meet my mother just yet."

Louis laughs, he's right about that, "When?"

"Tonight?" He asks Louis, "Unless, you know, you already have plans with Liam."

"No actually," Harry's face lights up at Louis's words, "I actually have plans with Zayn Malik." He finishes and Harry deadpans.

"What? Is that what you were talking about? He was asking you on a date? You said yes?" He asks too many questions too fast, he's absolutely fuming.

"No, Harry, I'm helping him with his essay, okay?" Louis rolls his eyes, "Relax, There's nothing going on there."

Harry nods, "Oh, okay, good." He turns towards Louis, placing a generous hand on his hip, messing with the hem of his shirt.

Louis tries his best to ignore it, picking up a book and flipping to the summary, what kind of book doesn't have it on the back? Already a turn off.

Suddenly his attention is completely pulled from the book and onto Harry. Its hard not to be distracted when the person you fancy is talking into your ear.

"Good, because I don't like to share." Harry says slowly, his lips grazing the sensitive part of Louis's ear. It sends an overwhelming sensation throughout his body.

Louis swallows and is about to say something about how he isn't Harry's to share anyways, but Harry beats him to it by walking away swiftly, out of the library.

Louis would be lying if he said he wasn't freaking out on the inside.

-

Louis: Where r u

Zayn: Had to run to the elementary to get the girls, heading over there now

Louis sighs and sits down, waiting patiently. He remembers when he had just turned 16, he had to take his own sisters everywhere. He misses having a car sometimes, but he had to sell it in order to pay off expenses. He misses his sisters more than anything, though.

"You miss the bus?" Louis doesn't even look at the guy, sighing.

"No, Harry, Zayn is taking me home, we're studying at my house, remember?" He says, hiding his smile when Harry sits beside him on the flimsy bench.

"Oh yeah, the big date." Harry says, "You gonna kiss him?"

Louis looks at Harry and is pleased to see him already looking at him, "What is your deal?"

"Nothing, I just feel sad that you're lying about having feelings for Zayn." Harry teases, throwing his arm behind Louis.

Louis rolls his eyes and takes a leap of courage, leaning forward and pecking Harry's lips, his face flushing in immediately embarrassment.

Why had he done that? He knows Harry is going to run off, he's going to laugh, god Louis is going to lose his mind if Harry doesn't say something soon.

Instead of saying anything though, Harry reaches up and cups Louis's jaw, caressing his cheek with his thumb before leaning in for a real kiss, the two closing their eyes this time.

Louis feels like flying. It's heaven. Harry's lips mold to his to perfectly, and the way Harry's hand is on him. God, he's dreamt of this moment.

"Louis, you ready?" And sadly, moments don't last forever, especially amazing ones like these.

Louis pulls away and looks up, seeing Zayn, with his sisters, smirking at him, "Um, yeah, sorry, uh, Hi."

Zayn laughs, "Hey Harry." He nods, "Tell Gemma I say Whats up."

Harry laughs, "You're so obsessed."

"Bro, that was 6th grade, let it go." Zayn chuckles, shaking his head.

"What happened in 6th grade?" Louis asks, suddenly curious himself.

"I'll let Zayn tell you, I've gotta go, see you, Text me Lou?" Harry asks, earning a nod from Louis.

-

"So I seriously didn't know That the Bonnie and Clyde story was a real one." Zayn tells Louis as he takes a drag from the joint Louis had rolled. It was terrible, but Zayn cut him slack because he was a first-timer.

Louis giggles, dumbfounded, "You're ridiculous, seriously?"

"Seriously." Zayn exclaims, "It all seemed too, I don't know, too crazy to be real." He says, looking at Louis. They are laid out on his bed, passing the joint back and forth.

Louis ended up making it obvious that he had never smoked anything in his entire life. Didn't stop anyone though.

"Your eyes changed color." Zayn says slowly, turning over on his side, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Did it?" Louis asks, smiling, not realizing how close Zayn had just gotten to him.

"Mhm." Zayn says, reaching up to play with Louis's hair, "You have beautiful eyes." He says softly and after a moment, he leans down and catches Louis's lips in a kiss.

Louis kisses back for a moment before he shakes his head and pulls away, "Zayn, No, I-"

Zayn ignores him, kissing down his jaw and too his neck, his hand reaching behind Louis to grab at his ass. Louis feels disgusting.

"Get off of me, Zayn!" Louis shouts, kicking at him, his hands shoving. He finally breaks Zayn off of him and gets off of the bed, locking himself in the bathroom.

"Louis, I'm sorry, I didn't- I thought you were into it!" Zayn tries to explain himself, "Please, I'm sorry,"

"Leave, Zayn." Louis tells him loudly, "Go! Out."

Zayn does, he doesn't say another word, but Louis hears the front door open and close.

Louis closes his eyes and leans against the door, floor cold underneath him. He wants to scream.

He calms himself down and looks up, seeing the figure of his mother on the other side of the cabinet. It used to scare him, but now it only melted a sense of calm over him. Seeing her made everything feel better.

Louis doesn't say anything, only stares back at her, sending her the same warm smile she was offering to him.