Louis' POV (sunday night)

I lay outstretched on the sofa and ran my fingers through my shaggy brown hair, I'd had no contact with Harry since Thursday night and I honestly had no idea what to do. I knew that as soon as I began to feel something for him I was in trouble, because student/teacher relationships were never going to be right. I'd seen stories in the news about it and shuddered at the thought of it happening to me, but when I did I felt differently. I understood how the pair felt and how hard it was not to do something about your feelings, and sadly I took advantage of mine. However I know Harry feels the same way, I've heard him and Niall discuss it multiple times and when I kissed him he didn't pull away, he moved into it. That's what confused me so much. I feel like I should apologise to him, what I did was wrong, taking advantage was wrong. But I so badly wanted to kiss him, so badly. I was snapped out of my thoughts by my phone ringing,

"Hello?"

"Hey mate, it's Liam." I lay my head back and sighed, I wasn't in the mood to talk.

"What's up?"

"You weren't in school on Friday, how come?" I rolled my eyes, I knew I could trust Liam and I'd have to tell him some day.

"Something happened with me and Harry the night before, it just went wrong. I couldn't come in." I heard him sigh from the other end,

"It must have been bad because Harry didn't show up either, are you going to tell me what it is or let me imagine it?" I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly before explaining the situation to him,

"You kissed? I thought it was worse than that, but I understand. However, I'm not fussed. You HAVE to come to school on Monday, you cant leave me alone with Niall." He exclaimed, putting the emphasis on 'have'.

"Why, what happened with you two?"

"Nothing happened, we were just left alone together and it got so awkward and there was lots of flirting. I cant handle another day of it Lou, it's not fair you ditching me." I sighed and got up, pulling my joggers up with my spare hand before entering the kitchen.

"I don't know Li, I don't think I can face Harry so soon. Things will be even more awkward." I rested my phone in between my shoulder and ear whilst I filled up the kettle and prepared a brew.

"It wont be awkward because Harry wont be there, he'll be more affected than you. You cant leave me with Niall Lou, you cant. I'll be sad." I giggled at his lame excuse before sighing and finally giving in.

"Fine. But if he does show up, I'm going to guarantee that you and Niall are left alone for a long period of time." I heard him chuckle to himself,

"Alright that's cool, thank you so much Lou. See you tomorrow." We both exchanged goodbyes before hanging up, I took my drink and climbed my everlasting stairs. I pushed open my bedroom door and walked over to my bedside table, I set my drink down and sighed at the two wristbands placed beside the coaster. Harry's 'Things I can' and 'Things I cant' bracelets, they reminded me of the situation I was in. Things I can - fall for a student. Things I cant - do anything about it. I stripped off into my boxers and climbed into my bed before turning the television on and loosing myself into multiple episodes of the walking dead.

Harry's POV

"Harry please!" Niall whined down the phone, I pulled my duvet further up to my chest and lowered my voice to a low whisper as I heard my mum pass my bedroom door.

"I really don't want to Niall, you know that things are going to be awkward for me. I wouldn't do that to you."

"If you don't come to school tomorrow then you are doing that to me, you'll leave me alone with Liam once again." I sighed and brushed my curls out of my face, I knew he was right and decided to give in.

"Fine. I'll come in, just for you. But if Louis shows up, expect payback okay?"

"Okay." He mumbled,

"Anyway, I have to go before mum catches me on my phone. Bye."

"Bye." I locked my phone and set it down to charge before rolling on my side and closing my eyes, drifting off to sleep.

{Monday morning}

I pulled myself out of bed and traipsed out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, I did my main routine before padding back to my bedroom. I searched through my clothes and sighed when I saw Louis' sweater hung up, I picked it up and clutched it tightly. His musky scent filled the air and I couldn't help but smile, I missed being in his arms and having his beautiful smell fill my nostrils. I had no idea what I'd done or how to fix it. I fumbled with the jumper, hesitating on whether to wear it or not. I really wanted to, because I missed him like crazy. However I didn't want to look creepy or make things more awkward. But if he did a no show on Friday, who's to say he'll show up today? I ignored my nervous thoughts and slipped the jumper over my head, I found a pair of black skinny jeans on and shimmied into them. I walked over to the mirror and sighed at the mop of curls on my head, they never fell how I wanted them to. I ran my fingers through it and stopped as I held them higher on top of my head, I had a quiff made from my curls and I strangely liked it. I spent a while fixing it until it stayed in the quiff and grabbed my bag, I slipped my shoes on and text Niall letting him know I was on my way.

We met at our usual place, the green box by the park, and set off for school.

"Isn't that, you know, his jumper?" Niall asked, eyeing the big piece of fabric that covered my body. I nodded slowly,

"Yeah, I really miss him Niall and I know I shouldn't. he's my teacher and when I first met him I couldn't stand the sight of him, but there's something that really attracts me to him, I just don't know what it is." We walked for a little while in silence until Niall finally perked up,

"It's love Harry." I glared at him, wide eyed. I didn't love Louis, no. He's just a stupid crush.

"I know it might shock you, but I've seen the way you guys are around each other. I see the way your cheeks fluster whenever i mention him and how he suddenly gets uncomfortable if somebody brings you up to him, there's no denying it, you guys are in love." I let out a few tears and used the baggy sleeves to wipe my eyes, my heart felt like it had just broken again. If it really was love, there was no way it was still there.

"We might have been, but he hates me now. He told me to get out and left me to cry and walk home in the dark, if that's love then i don't want to see what hate is." Niall placed a hand on my back and rubbed circles into it with his thumb,

"Listen to me Harry, things between you and him are going to be perfectly fine. I know what he says about you and how he feels, if he lets you go then he's losing something really special." I smiled at him and pulled my bag further onto my bag as we entered school. Niall and I just moped around, avoiding any place Zayn and his thugs might be up until the bell went for registration.

"Meet me here in ten? We'll walk to drama together." I nodded and scurried off to my form room, I took my usual seat by the window and stared out at the car park. I began searching through all the cars but soon got distracted by the chair besides me being pulled out, I shot round and was surprised to find a girl with long, wavy blonde hair taking a seat next to me. Nobody ever sat with me in form, I was the awkward geeky kid that everybody avoided.

"Nobody sits here, do they?" she asked, noticing my confused stare.

"N-No, I'm just surprised you're actually sitting with me." She placed her bag under the table and frowned,

"How come?" I lowered my head,

"I'm not exactly one of the cool kids round here, they dislike me, a lot." I looked up at her sky blue eyes,

"That's fine, I don't like those sort of people anyway. I prefer the quieter people." She smiled at me and I smiled back, it seemed strange that such a beautiful girl had taken an interest in the school nerd.

"Anyway, I'm new here and I'm going to have trouble finding my way round. Do you think you could help me?" I nodded,

"Of course." She handed me her timetable and I scanned through it, I pulled mine out and smiled.

"We have the same lessons! All except one, where I have history and you have art." Her cheeks tinted red,

"I've always loved art, it's been one of my main passions." I smiled at her, she seemed like a genuinely nice girl.

"This is a really a stupid question, but what's your name? I didn't quite catch it."

"Star." She grinned,

"You?"

"Harry." We maintained our small talk until the bell rang,

"To drama." I said, grabbing my bag and escorting her out of the room. We made our way down the corridor, stepping round the younger years and avoiding teachers who were in a hurry. I learnt more and more about Star as we walked, however the conversation stopped when we finally reached the drama department.

"Hey Harry, who's this?" Niall asked as he jogged up to me,

"Niall this is Star, Star, Niall." They exchanged greetings and we spoke until Liam appeared at the door.

"Alright class come in." Niall walked in first, his cheeks burning up red as Liam looked down at him and winked. I giggled and walked in with Star, explaining that our production for this year was Grease. We walked over to mine and Niall's table and took a seat, I was so cooped up in our conversation to realise Niall constantly tapping my arm. I turned to him and frowned,

"What?" He flashed his eyes behind me before returning them back to my face, I peered over my shoulder and my heart panged as I saw Louis stood leaning against the whiteboard. He had a stern look on his face and his eyes were glued on me, he crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. I slowly turned back round and looked over at Niall,

"I'm going to get you back." I lowered my head and sighed, I really wanted to go and apologise and try to make things better but I couldn't. I just couldn't.

written by 5secsoflouis.