z*uis.

Louis in a cheer uniform. yeah yeah

Sorry.

Jk not sorry.

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Harry ignored Louis at school the next day actually he ignores Louis for a whole two weeks. not that Louis notices, or well he tries not to notice anyway.

It's a Friday night and Louis is with a group of girls and they're getting ready to cheer  for the football game. He keeps pulling at the tight black and gold skirt that reached barely past his thighs. The shirt was cut off and showed his tummy, it had the school's symbol on it, and was slightly loose but Louis liked the clothes. He just didn't like how he looked in them. Sam came over and began gushing about how cute and hot Louis looked in the uniform. Louis blushed and gained some confidence. It's not every day that he gets to do something he really loves, having taken gymnastics since he was five and now being able to use it in a sport. He refused to wear makeup- no matter how many times Carrie said that her eyeshadow would make his eyes completely pop with blue.

He liked his natural face thank you very much. It was ten minutes until the start of the game and people were arriving. Louis could feel judgemental stares be thrown at him but he only smiled and waved. Jumping up and down in excitement because he couldn't want to do some splits and backhand walk overs, he was really good at almost everything and he learned the routine in just a few days.

He was talking over with Marie when he felt an warm snake around his waist. Louis jumped and slapped the arm away. The action was followed by soft laughter. "Hey," a sweet voice said.

Louis looked up into the prettiest shade of brown eyes he's ever seen. "H-hi," he stuttered out.

"You're new here aren't you?" Brown eyes asked, his eyes moved slowly down Louis' body, and Louis blushed darkly.

"Y-yes, I'm Louis, what's your name?" Louis knew he would have recognized these gorgeous brown eyes somewhere, but he's never seen this boy until today.

"I'm Zayn babe, want to grab some pizza after the game?" He asked, Louis bit his lower lip, and slowly his shy demeanor crept back. He didn't say anything and that's when Marie spoke up, she flipped her long blonde hair behind her and excitedly nodded.

"He'd love to! Right Lou?" And she nudged him, and Louis nodded wordlessly.

Zayn smiled softly, "Alright love, wait for me by the corner of the field after the game okay?" And Louis nodded again. Zayn winked and ran back to his teammates.

Soon Louis was being swarmed by his teammates. "Did Zayn Malik just ask you out? What the actual f-ck . I've been trying to get his attention for three years and you're here basically three days and already have a date with the sweetest and hottest guy at this school." Was basically heard over and over in a dozen different voices.

Louis shrugged, but he was happy. These girls said Zayn was sweet, maybe it wouldn't turn out so bad at all. Their coach called the whistle and they went into formation, when Louis looked up into the stands, his eyes met a rigid green of a boy leaning over the railing staring directly at him, clear anger on his. face. Louis shook off the vibes and plastered a happy face.

Harry walked away from the railing and towards where Niall was seated. "Tough luck," was all that Niall said, he'd seen everything happen, he's known about Harry's sort of infatuation with Louis since it started ever since Louis sat in his desk that first day. In less than a week it's gotten so bad that every time Harry mentions Louis Niall feels like punching him in the face and telling him to shut up.

"I know. but Zayn? Zayn fucking Malik has a better chance with him than me?" Harry muttered, he wrung his hand sour in front of him and cussed lowly.

"Yeah, but Zayn doesn't have your reputation. Besides all the girls here love him, and they only talk good things about him, if I were Lou I'd ignore that one that girls talk shit about and go towards the nice guy too." Niall points out.

"Zayn Malik is not nice," Harry exclaims. Niall laughs loudly, but all he does is shake his head. Harry doesn't think he can sit through the game, he could care less about the players. He glances over at Louis, and Louis is enough to mesmerized him until the end.

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Louis is waiting nervously at the edge of the field after almost everyone has left. He's still in his uniform and his lower lip is in danger of bleeding by how much he's biting down on it.

When he hears soft footsteps against the grass he sighs in relief. That is until he sees who they belong too. He groans in annoyance. Harry seems unaffected by Louis' show of distaste for him.

"What do you want now?" Louis demanded.

"You shouldn't go with Zayn." Harry said.

"And why not?" Louis asked.

"Because he's all meaningless words and no action to give them meaning." Harry stated.

Louis rolled his eyes and turned away from him. "I'm being serious." Harry said behind him. Louis only began tapping his vote, just wanting Zayn to appear. "Louis, he won't mean anything that he says." Harry murmured beside him.

The door to the back of the school opens in front of them. Zayn is walking out and he's fixing his navy blue shirt. He gets closer to them and thats when Louis breaks free from Harry's touch and goes to him. excitement bubbling in his tummy because Zayn is the cutest boy he's ever seen, and Zayn smiles warmly at him and takes his hand.

Louis doesn't glance back to Harry, as he's guided to Zayn's car. Zayn helps him in and when Louis is nice and settled, slightly blushing because now the skirt really barely cover anything up. 

Zayn started to drive and he turned on the radio for soft music to play in the background. Louis found the silence a little unsettling but nothing too much. "So Louis, liking the school ?"

"Yeah, it's a lot different than my older one. everyone is nice to each other." Louis was being truthful, in his old school people blatantly bullied each other and although here he could face the judgemental looks it wasn't as bad as he's used to.

"Really? That's good. Anything you particularly like." Zayn said as he turned the steering wheel into a brightly lit place.

Louis giggled, "the guys are way cuter,"

Zayn turned to him, he smiled. They got out and walked into the pizza place that smelled of the fresh baked food.

They chose a booth at the back, and Zayn went to order pizza after finding out that Louis only liked the classic pepperoni.

When Zayn came back it was like shyness went out the window and. They started talking. They talked about everything. Louis shared his slight obsession with chocolate kisses to which Zayn laughed at in amusement. Louis finding himself to lean towards Zayn most of the time, and Zayn placing an arm around Louis' waist to bring him closer.

Their pizza came and Louis wasn't shy in eating, he was beyond hungry, but he did know his manners and although he ate four slices, he took his time and chewed slowly. Zayn only ate two, but he talked as Louis ate and listened.

They were driving back home and Zayn placed his hand on Louis' inner thigh. Louis jumped slightly in response. His eyes widened significantly at the bold action. Zayn parked in front of Louis' home, his hand still rubbing warm figures against his inner thigh. "I had fun Lou,"

"I did too," Louis gasped out, Zayn's fingers now creeping upwards, touching the material of Louis' fucking panties that Sarah had convinced him to wear because boxers just did not look good with skirts. Louis keened into the touch, his eyes fluttering shut. Zayn leaned over, his lips hovering over Louis'. That's when Louis pushed him away, ''I'm sorry. I - I can't. Not now anyway."

"Its okay, I understand. I did have fun though, and I'd love to do this again." Zayn said. "Sorry, I'm a bit forward sometimes." He leaned towards Louis, "I enjoyed this a lot Louis. Number?" And Louis dazedly handed over his cell number.

He stood at his porch and watched Zayn drive away. He stumbled into his phone, body heated up and cheeks a dark pink. It was half past ten and his mum was still in the living room watching tv. Louis found himself going straight to her and collapsing on the couch beside her. she turned to him, clear concern on her face.

"I met a boy." Louis said softly. "He's really nice."

"Tell me." His mom said, and Louis did, he left some parts out though, but nonetheless by the end of the night his mum was happy for him.

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The bag is at the bottom of his locker. Perfectly wrapped up in foil little chocolate kisses. There's a note beside them. Louis can't stop smiling as he picks them both up.

He knows exactly who they're from. With slightly trembling fingers he opens up the note.

One chance. Please.

And Louis can't stop smiling as he scans the hallways and his eyes catch familiar ones. He walks to them with clear happiness radiating off him. "Yes!" He breathes out, as he wraps his arms around Zayn who is caught off in clear surprise. But he's not questioning it, because he has the prettiest blue eyed boy around him and that's enough to silence even the best of anyone.

A row of lockers away Harry is fuming with clear anger. Niall can't stop laughing. And Harry slams his locker shut and walks to his first hour, a laughing Niall right beside him.

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Thoughts? Comments! Votes:)

Yesss zouis. Zouis zouis is life but larry is better.

#poorhorton :((