•Louis•

I was just chilling beside my locker, talking to Bree, well I guess trying to "talk her up," she kept giggling and batting her eyelashes, she leaned closer into me, the small low cut blouse, not leaving anything to the imagination. I smirked down at her.

She was so easy...I wrinkled my nose in distaste seconds later. Too easy. She was too easy. I could probably name 10 guys who probably have slept with her in the past few months.

A loud laugh, caused me too look up from her make up covered face. The cause of the laugh was a blonde haired kid walking besides some guy with curly hair. My eyes stayed on the guy with curly hair. I looked him up and down, the girl beside me huffed then she walked away.

Like I cared.

Then he turned around, his beautiful bum disappearing from my view. His curls looked soft, who was he? Then Liam appeared. The blonde kid tugged on one of those curls. The curly haired kid turned around, smiled and said something which caused the other two to smile. He was closing his locker when I finally saw who it was.

Marcel.

Those beautiful curls belong to him, those pink plump lips that I had kissed yesterday, which were now smiling at Liam were his. He wasn't wearing that brown cardigan anymore just a plain white t shirt that hugged his long torso. Liam was talking to them with a worried look on his face.

I was staring at Marcel, I just couldn't think tthat the stupid geek I saw yesterday was him right there. Marcel glanced towards me, our eyes met for a second, until I turned to stare at the blonde kid. Or well more like glare at him when he touched Marcel's arm and pulled him away.

"Lou let's go, can't get detention," Zayn shouted, I turned towards him he was on the other side of the hall. He's right, I couldn't afford another detention. I ran towards him, and together we ran to our first hour.

×Later×

I had detention. I groaned as I showed the librarian my detention slip, her name was Ms. Drear. She gave me a smile. "Well now didn't I miss you, Mr. Tomlinson," she said as she opened the door, allowing me into the dimly lit library. In all honesty, it wasn't my fault, If it wasn't for Marcel...

×Earlier In Mathematics×

Marcel had walked in blushing, and looking down, shaking his curls. He looked up, and smiled slightly exposing a dimple, his thick rimmed glasses, he just looked so dammit good. I noticed a lot of girls were staring at him and batting their eyes, I rolled my eyes, yesterday they didn't even spare him one look. "Who are you?" Ms. Moore. had asked looking intently at him.

"My name is Marcel...I had my schedule messed up, so I'm supposed to be in this class now?" He said. His voice, it was so low and raspy. His lips curving as he spoke.

"Oh you're Marcel? well then go and sit beside Louis for now." Ms. Moore said. I grinned at him as he walked towards the seat besides me. "Alright you guys, today we will be doing a little warm up packet," Ms. Moore said. Everyone groaned. "But you will do it with the person sitting beside you," some groaned, others squealed in delight, while most shrugged.

Ms. Moore passed out packets. She handed one to Marcel. Who looked at me, kind of confused, his mouth parted slightly open. I moved my desk closer to his. Well close enough for my liking.

"So Marcel...what are we doing today?" I asked him. He looked down at the papers.

"Seems easy, just some geometry problems with algebra," he said. I didn't say anything, I just kept staring at him as he started working on the problems. I could tell he was avoiding trying to talk or make any contact with me.

"So what, are you gay or bi?" I finally asked.

"Excuse me?" Marcel squeaked out, fixing his glasses.

"Do you suck cock?" I said slowly and deliberately. His face went a dark red. "I bet you're a virgin too, a pure clean virgin, of course yesterday could prove otherwise hmm?" I said slightly in awe. But even so I knew he most definitely was, his face had gotten darker and he didn't even try to contradict me.

"Mr. Tomlinson! It may only be the second day of school, but I do not tolerate that kind of language in my class, Detention after school!" Ms. Moore had shouted out, she walked out to get the detention slip seconds later. I groaned, my mom was going to kill me, it was barely the second day! Soon however I thought "fuck it," I leaned closer towards Marcel.

"Your lips are perfect, they would even be more perfect around my dick," I leaned back towards my seat. Smirking, at the now blushing lad beside me. He didn't move to complete the packet and the teacher forced me to do one by myself.

×Back in Library×

It was all because of Marcel. I kicked a stupid chair out of my way. Taking a seat in the back of the room.

"As much as I missed your company, I have to go so I'll leave the door open and the secretaries will keep an eye on you, I know you can't afford more detentions Louis, so please try to be good and don't do anything stupid," Ms. Drear said. I nodded in understanding. "Do you want the lights turned on?" she asked as she stood in the door way. I shook my head, she smiled and left.

Chances are I was probably just going to sleep anyways. I wasn't tired though. I looked up through the door and saw one of the secretaries turn and glare towards me. I gave them a huge smile, until they turned back around. I stood up, and decided to explore the library. I have been in here for over 3 years, yet only being a junior being as I got held back last year.

Even so, I had only been in here during the countless times I had gotten detention, but I always just sat in one spot either sleeping or doing overdue homework. The room was still dimly lit, as I made my way through the aisles, looking at all the boring books.

Did people seriously come in here for the fun of it? Did people really read for joy? The thought absolutely disgusted me, I only read for school, not even then!

"Yeah so you'll come? really? thanks Liam," I heard a low voice mumble out. I slipped out from the aisle that I was in. I saw Marcel, standing at the foot of the doorway looking around curiously, as he slipped his phone into his back pocket, but he had a huge smile on his face. "Hey, is the Library opened?" He called out, it was too dark for him to clearly see me.

I hadn't seen him since Math, which was the class before lunch. He made his way towards me. "is it? I just thought since the door was-" he stopped talking, I could make out a faint blush. "I'll just go," he said. My hand reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

"You never answered my question?" I said softly.

"I...I'm not gay," he said, but he didn't even sound too sure about that. I smirked.

"Really, after yesterday I beg to differ," I said pulling him closer to me.

His face changed and he might have looked angry had his lips not been pouting adorably. "You came onto me," he said.

I chuckled, "Yeah but it was your hard cock pressing against mine." He flushed a dark color. "Your curls so beautiful babe. Wouldn't mind pulling them while you suck my dick.," I said. His mouth opened and closed like a fish for water and I smirked darkly.

"Bet you have a nice one too, nice and big hmm, is your dick nice and big baby?" I asked not caring if he was comfortable or not. "I bet...I can make you come here and now, how is that baby, want me to make you come? You owe me one for getting me into detention." I mused.

He looked breathless and I couldn't help but laugh as I walked closer to him. He was now pressed against a bookshelf, only him and I in the room. I turned around so my bum was pressed against his clothed c-ck.

"Wanna feel my c-ck in your pretty ass baby." I said. My hands went behind me and around his neck pulling his flushed face against mine and I leaned against him.

I grabbed his hands and placed them on my arse. "You can touch it baby, you're not so innocent are you?" I whispered. "Or how about I make you feel good hmm? How bout I take your big cock in my mouth and just lick it and suck on it until you come down my throat or all over my face," I said my voice low and husky as my own erection was growing in my pants. I grinded back against his cock. I heard him gasp and moan and I laughed. I fumbled with the front of his jeans, his hands grasped my wrists.

"N-no." He whispered but even his voice came out hoarse and wrecked. He could be so easy. I turned around and nudged my hard clothed cock against his.

I looked up into his eyes and reached up to wrap my hands around his neck, pulling his face down towards mine. My lips skimmed over his, "please." I whispered softly.

His eyes were full with mixed emotions and he furrowed his eyebrows. I didn't waste anytime in fully crashing my lips against his. I moaned into his mouth as his lips parted open. His tongue coming in contact with mine sending warm electricity throughout my whole body.

"I-I have to go Niall's waiting for me," He said pulling back, though it came out shaky.

"What? is that, that blonde kid? do you f-cking like him?" I demanded angrily. Something in him snapped because the next thing I know I had a stinging pain in my cheek.

"What if I did? What does it matter to you?" Marcel replied. He didn't stutter, he just gave me a glare.

"Well first of all, it wouldn't help your 'Im Not Gay' statement whatsoever," I said carelessly which made Marcel angrier.

"So what if I am a geek? I'm not your play toy," he said.

•Marcel•

I have no idea where that confidence came from. His blue eyes were glaring at me, one hand touching his cheek, like he couldn't believe I had just punched him.

"Even if I was gay, I wouldn't go for a someone like you," I continued saying. "Now leave me the alone," I told him.

I turned around and was making my way to the door when a sudden.force pushed me against the nearest wall. "Big mistake," Louis snarled. His face centimeters from me.

His grip on me tightened harder where they were on my hip. "You see, babe," he said, his lips just barely touching mine. "At the end of the day, I always get what I fucking want," he said. "And babe, I want you," then softly pressed his lips against mine, completely different from his behaviour that he had a couple of seconds just before. I gasped, and his tongue passed through my lips.

His hand gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and I slowly loosened up as he kissed me just a little harder. "From the look of those pretty jeans of yours it looks like you want me too." I felt him smile, and he chuckled as he let go.

"Told you," he said with a grin. I stepped back slowly, he didn't make a move towards me, shaking my head, glaring at him, wiping my mouth and willing my stupid ignorant d-ck down, as I walked away, hearing his cold laugh behind me.

I turned around and walked out of the Library. His words finally hit me, causing a shiver to ripple through my spine. I was out of the school, spotting Niall's truck a few meters away.

"What took so long? you ready?" he asked. He didn't comment on my lips or why I was squirming around, to which I was grateful, I simply nodded. Throughout the whole ride, I stared out the window, why couldn't Louis just leave me alone? Why couldn't he find some other person to shag then drop? Well whatever he wanted he wasn't going to get, no matter what he did.

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a/n I tried to make this one a long update! ...well vote comment and share?