Here's another update and once again not edited bc I'm fuckin lazy

My boyfriends leaving hints that he's going to propose sometime next year and it's fucking crazy and so exciting. He's being so cheeky about it and I'm just fudjdjd

Okay sorry carry on and enjoy the chapter. Please let me know what you think xx

Harry was pretty fucking happy. His gift to Louis had made the smaller boy forgive him and they were back to normal, actually they were even closer than they had been before this drama with Tyler had happened.

Louis had sat on the phone with him for over five hours that night and promised that he would be there for Harry to pick him up for school the next day. Things were good.

"You're an actual loser, do you know that?" Louis laughed, playfully nudging Harry's shoulder with his as they walked on the fields of the school. It was lunch break and Louis was currently spending it with Harry, teasing him about the smallest things. The taller boy rolled his eyes.

"I'm not a loser. I'm fucking cool," Harry replied grabbing his black sunglasses and placing them on. Louis shook his head at Harry but couldn't help but smile.

"You're a dork, why am I dating you?" Louis wondered curiously. Harry grinned at that. It was like Louis would get lost and forget that they weren't really dating like he did. Harry didn't care though. He fucking loved it.

The pair took a seat down at the bench close by. Louis grabbed out his lunch and began to munch on it. Harry didn't know how Louis could look cute even when he was eating. When wasn't Louis Tomlinson cute?

"Why am I dating you?" Harry shot back causing Louis to smirk widely.

"My ass."

"You got me there," Harry shrugged with a cheeky grin. Louis' mouth fell open with a gasp before he threw a grape at Harry's head.

"You cheeky shit!" Louis exclaimed giggling when Harry began to laugh loudly at the smaller boy's reaction to what he had said.

Harry felt his phone buzz in his pocket excessively causing him to frown and take it out of his pocket. 4 new texts from Niall.

Ask Louis about the double date

I know you're with him

You're both on the fields and he's eating grapes

Fuck you two are cute

"Niall's a fucking stalker," Harry let out a laugh looking up at Louis. The smaller boy chewed on a grape before rolling his eyes.

"He's watching us, isn't he?" Louis questioned. Harry nodded before typing out a reply.

Stop being creepy

"He always is," Harry reminded. Louis nodded thoughtfully, remembering numerous times when he had caught Niall peeking into their English class. The blonde haired lad was a strange one but they wouldn't change him for the world.

"Anything he specifically wants or does he just want to watch us today?" Louis wondered curiously.

"He wants us to go on a double date with him and Liam. I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything like that. It's ok-"

"I'll love to go," Louis said causing Harry's eyes to widen.

"You what?" Harry's expression of pure shock made Louis giggle and nod his head.

"I'll love to go on a double date with them, sounds like fun," Louis informed. Harry smiled widely, not able to contain how ecstatic he really was.

Louis couldn't help but smile too. He didn't know what it was about Harry. The taller boy was just able to bring the brightest side of him out.

However, Louis' smile faltered when he spotted someone who was walking past. He gave Harry an apologetic smile.

"Sorry but I really need to apologise to someone, I kind of blew up on them the other day. Text me the details about the double date, okay? I'll call you this afternoon," Louis grinned leaning down to press a sweet kiss on Harry's cheeks before he stood up and practically skipped away.

The bell for the next class rung and Harry quickly moved to get there in time, knowing that if he didn't that his teacher would absolute flip shit.

As Harry made his way into the classroom, he rolled his eyes at his best friend who was grinning ear to ear, already sitting in his normal seat.

"You're a fucking weirdo watching us like that. Don't you hang out with your boyfriend?" Harry asked as he took the seat next to the blond haired lad.

"Liam was helping me spy on you. He's supportive of my creepy ways," Niall smirked widely. They remained quiet as the rest of the classmates piled into the room and into their seats. Their teacher entering moments later to stand at the front of the classroom.

"Alright, class, please turn all electronics off and pay attention to my lovely voice. I know you all look forward to third period on Wednesdays just so you can hear it," Mr Smith joked. Harry almost hit his head on the desk. There was that joke again. Literally word for word.

"He said yes," Harry whispered towards his best friend. Niall nodded as he tapped his pen against the desk.

"I know, I was listening," Niall replied trying his hardest to hold back a squeal.

"See, that's just weird, Niall."

"I like to be updated on everything," Niall shrugged his shoulders like it was obvious, "I have to focus this lesson because I'm failing. Mother said that if I fail, she'll take the car away from me."

Harry laughed at that. It was like Niall loved the car more than he loved Liam sometimes.

As the class dragged on, all Harry could think about was Louis. How soft and cuddly he always looked. How beautiful and blue Louis' eyes are and how Harry's lips felt on the smaller boys.

"Mr Styles, that's it."

Harry was quickly brought out of his thoughts, looking up at Mr Smith who was now glaring at him.

"Yes, sir?" Harry wondered.

"Are you paying attention?" Mr Smith inquired raising his eyebrows. Harry opened his mouth to speak but couldn't think of any excuse or comeback, "To the office now. I've warned you numerous times."

Harry sighed standing up at his seat, looking over at his best friend who snickered, obviously amused that Harry was getting in trouble.

The classroom wasn't far away from the office. Harry knew that the principal wouldn't even want to see him for that long, due to the fact that it was such a minor incident and because Harry had never really behaved badly in class before.

He was just zoned out, it's not like he was throwing erasers at the back of the teachers head. Like Louis did in their English class to Mrs Fray.

"I was sent here to the principal by Mr Smith," Harry explained to the lady at the administration office.

"Just around the corner, dearie," The elderly lady smiled softly gesturing to where the office was.

Harry rounded the corner and immediately scowled when he spotted who was sitting outside the office. Sam. The boy who had spoken horrible about Louis not that long ago when Harry had to be held back otherwise he would have destroyed the twat.

Sam smirked at the sight of Harry, giving the curly haired lad a cheeky wave. Harry sighed taking a seat further away from Sam, next to a girl who he recognised from a few of his classes but never spoke to.

"And here I thought we were besties!" Sam held a hand to his chest in faux offence. Harry's fists clenched and he tried his hardest to calm himself down. All the things that Sam had been talking about Louis not that long ago replaying in his mind.

"Shut up, Sam," Harry snapped.

"How is pretty boy Louis?" Sam smirked knowing that he would get a reaction from Harry.

"Sam, shut up before I fucking make you," The girl who was seated next to Harry threatened. Sam immediately went quiet, probably too shocked that the girl had spoken to him that way.

"Mr Walsh?" Principal Cowell appeared from his office. He sighed when he noticed Sam sitting there, "Again? Let's go in my office and see what we can do as a punishment."

Sam turned to glare at Harry before walking into the principal'a office.

"I'm sorry he was giving you a hard time," The girl sitting next to Harry apologised causing the talk boy to shake his head.

"Thank you for stepping in..." He trailed off when he remembered he didn't actually know her name.

"Britney," She informed as if she had read his mind. Harry gave her a small smile as he shook her hand politely.

"I'm Harry."

Suddenly his phone buzzed in his pocket and he reached for it so that he could read the message.

Niall just texted me 'your husband is at the principals office haha !!'

Wait he just texted saying that he's being sent there too for texting me that lmao

Harry rolled his eyes, letting a bright smile fall on his lips. He loved everyone in his life. Things were going good. Really fucking good.

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Question: Where are you from?

I'm Australian for anyone who was wondering xx