Louis thought this year wouldn't be so bad, it was his last year of high school, and only half of his classes were shitty. The one thing that stuck out to him though, was that he shared all his classes, except art, with Harry Styles. And he couldn't help but notice the way he stared at him most of the time.

He was currently walking to art class, thinking about the green-eyed lad, though he pushed the thoughts out of his mind when he entered the classroom. He sat by one of the girls in his class, even though he wasn't interested in girls, he had many female friends; they were just easy to talk to.

The class went by quickly and was soon followed by English, where the teacher was an old grouch. He was short and fat and was going bald on top of his head. Louis felt sorry for the guy; the hair loss was probably due to being a high school teacher for 15 years. Louis sat next to a guy, Alex, and shamelessly flirted most of the lesson. This was how he spent most of his school life; teasing men into thinking they had a chance and never giving them what they wanted.

He was good at it, at first, he was being friendly to everyone, and then it just grew to flirtation. Most people now knew that's what Louis did, and they didn't mind at this stage. Any excuse to be around to the gorgeous omega was worth it.

So as Louis continued his teasing banter, Harry watched on from the back row, burning holes into the other kids head. He knew that he and Louis had never even talked before, but Harry couldn't help but be intrigued by the smaller boy. I mean, of course, he was good-looking, anyone could see that. And there was a sexual attraction, boy, was there a sexual attraction. But he also wanted to know the inner workings of his mind

He wanted to make the boy smile, and watch as his eyes wrinkled at the sides. He wanted to feel his small body in his big hands. He wanted the boy to look at him, with an emotion other than fear in his eyes. And he wanted to see- "Mister Styles!" The teacher yelled from the front of the room, "Would you wake up?! The class is over!" He shook his head in disgust, his high pitch voice making Harry cringe, though he looked around and the class was in fact empty.

He stood up and began to walk for the door; his one book and pen in hand. As he walked to his locker, the kids in the halls splitting to make a path for him; everyone knew of 'Harry Styles, the scary alpha' and that was okay with him. He didn't mind being left alone, even if it wasn't all true, no one had to know.

He shook it off, walking to his next class, he approached the classroom, he could see Louis leant up against the wall and one of the alpha jocks standing over him, Louis was laughing and the jock looked smug, standing too close for Harry's liking.

He clenched his knuckles so hard he heard them cracking. He tried taking deep breathes through his nose, flaring his nostrils in the process. The teacher stuck her head out and ushered them inside, Louis was first to walk in and before the jock could make it through the door, Harry grabbed the collar of his varsity jacket, dragging him back, the guy began freaking out, trying to shrug off the jacket.

Without a word, Harry stopped in his tracks; he spun the boy around, stared into his eyes and took a swing right into his jaw. The alpha fell to the ground and then a few of the students and the teacher had come out to see the commotion. Harry walked in the other direction, not feeling up to class after all. It's not like an action like this was unfamiliar to Harry, in fact, it wasn't the first time he'd caught someone by surprise and simply knocked them off their feet.

Though he wasn't a complete monster, he always had a reason. Like if they've been looking at Louis too long, or they spoke vulgarly to or about the omega. One time Harry heard someone referred to him as an 'emo', and it's safe to say he hasn't been called any names since.

SideNote:
Hi guys. Just wondering what you think so far? I hope you're enjoying the book. So excited to see where it takes me. 
Thanks! :) x

PUBLISHED~20/APR/2018