My eyes land on Louis, who leans against his locker with a flirtatious look on his face, as he grins and chats with Aquamarine, a beautiful curvy girl with aqua dyed hair which she likes to match with her name.

I glance at the time on my wristwatch, which tells me, I only have five minutes before my class starts. I have been standing here, waiting for Louis and Aquamarine to get done with their flirting so I can go and talk to him. But it feels like this isn't going to end until I watch their babies being born in front of my own eyes.

Inhaling a huge breath, I nod my head slightly and walk over to Louis and Aquamarine. Louis' gaze falls on me before he ignores me and turns his attention towards Aquamarine, who is glaring at me.

Oh, did I forget to mention? She hates me. But well, who doesn't?

Her reason for hatred lies within the fact that Paige became my best friend as soon as she joined the school and didn't like Aquamarine's fake sugarcoating and brand obsessed conversations. But of course, Aqua had to think that I 'stole' Paige from her. Her words, not mine.

How Paige and I became friends is a story for another time, right now I need to take care of the death glares being shot at me.

If only looks could kill, I would be in prison for many murders and Aquamarine would be sharing my cell.

That's how we relate. But her reason for throwing death glares is totally different from mine. She gives death glares and judgemental looks to people who are not updated in the fashion field while I glare at people because- I just glare at them, I have no reason.

"What do you want, you pathetically dressed person?" she rolls her eyes at me, making a deep chuckle come out of my mouth. She looks at me in disgust, her bright maroon lipstick matching her shiny, pointy heels with a black sleeveless mini dress.

Not sure if I'm watching Riverdale or standing in my high school.

Without giving much attention to her comment, I turn my attention to Louis, who is staring at Aquamarine with a frown on his face. "I'm here for Louis," I say, trying to figure out the reason for his frown.

"Well, he's busy, now go screw someone else," she snaps, waving me off with a light but impatient gesture of her hand and a disgusted look on her opinionated face.

Louis' frown deepens as he stares at Aqua before he speaks, "I think, I can talk for myself,"

My eyebrows lift at his words which catch Aqua completely off-guard. "Well, this pathetic bitch is disturbing us!" she argues, making Louis stand straight in front of her, as he stares at her with a stern expression.

"Aquamarine, please leave and kindly never show me your face ever again," he sternly speaks to Aquamarine, causing a gasp to come from her mouth.

Hold up, what just happened? Did Lewis just stick up for me?

To be honest, Aqua and my expressions are quite similar at the moment as we both stare at Louis with our eyes and mouth wide open. I blink my eyes a few times, still unsure of what happened. A scowl forms on Aquamarine's face as she looks at Louis.

"Go to hell, dwarf," she grits before giving me a murderous glare and walking away from us.

"Why did you do that?" I ask Louis, completely shocked by his behaviour. He ignores my gaze and opens his locker, diverting his attention there.

"When I'm anywhere near you, only I have the right to insult you," he says in a monotone, looking completely unbothered by my presence as he still doesn't look at me.

I roll my eyes at his words. "Can't expect anything else from you,"

"You shouldn't," he says with a straight face, his eyes still not falling on me as he tries his best to ignore me.

I let out a sigh, closing his locker with my hand to catch his attention. "Louis, I shouldn't have talked to you like that, I'm sorr-" before I can even complete my apology, Louis walks away from me with a straight face, never daring once to look at me, making my heart heavy as I stand there frozen against his locker, watching him go.

The rest of the two classes passed quickly, Louis did not look at me even once, keeping himself occupied in a pointless conversation with my brother.

"Malory," Paige calls out to me as soon as she takes a seat next to me in our biology class. Zayn is still nowhere to be seen.

I feel a pang of guilt rise in my chest as I look at Paige and feel worse about yesterday's behaviour with her. "Paige, I'm such a horrible friend," I look at her with a frown and she quickly places her hand on mine.

"You're the best friend I could ask for," she smiles at me and my guilt becomes heavier at her reaction.

Why can't I just control my anger and stop hurting the people who genuinely care about me?

"I'm sorry for yesterday," I look at her with pleading eyes but I already know her answer.

I know she is the most forgiving and patient person I have ever met. Unlike me, anger never comes close to her nose. She handles her situations in the calmest and most sensible ways anyone possibly could. She is a firm believer of 'treat people with kindness'.

"Something was bothering you yesterday and when you're ready to talk about it, I'll be there for you. You're my sister, you don't have to apologise to me," a smile appears on my face at her words, making her smile, as well, as I lean forward and engulf her into a hug.

As I hug her, flashbacks from last night with Zayn hit my mind, fading my smile a bit as I feel a lump forming in my throat.

By the way, she talks about Zayn and looks at him, I can say that she has started liking him way more than I had imagined. Would she get hurt if I tell her about Zayn and my time last night?

But nothing is wrong with that, we were just two friends being there for each other at difficult times, right?

Firmly I tell myself that it's true, but a small part of me is still in doubt. An unsettling feeling rises in the pit of my stomach as I realise that I'm lying to myself.

Paige waves her hand at me as she walks to her other class and I walk out to my locker, before heading for my next class. Suddenly, my arm gets pulled by a hand into a different class. Panicking, I try to scream but I get pushed against the wall and feel a soft hand on my mouth, blocking my scream.

When my eyes fall on the person pinning me to the wall, my panic settles a bit, but I still feel goosebumps prickling on the back of my neck as I stare at the ocean blue eyes in shock.

"I'm going to remove my hand, don't scream," Louis speaks, looking at me with confirmation, but I quietly stare at him, not uttering a single word.

We are standing only inches apart, he slowly removes his hand from my mouth and places it on the wall behind me, trapping me between him. My chest falls and rises heavily as my tensed body tries to understand the situation.

"I'm sorry for walking away from you today," he softly says, his breath fanning on my lips, making my heart beat faster. His eyes speak more than his lips as he stares at me intensely.

I quietly stare into his eyes, which hold so many genuine emotions that make me wonder if I am looking at the same Louis who insults me every day without any form of regret.

Before I can say anything to him, my phone rings and I raise my hand up from the side, making Louis remove his own from there. My eyes fall on Zayn's name on my phone, as I look up from the screen to Louis, then back at the screen, before answering the call.

"Where are you?" I hear Zayn's voice, making me stutter as I feel myself at the loss of words.

How am I supposed to explain it to him that I'm currently pinned against the wall by Louis?

"I'm um..I'm in the washroom," I lie, staring at Louis, who is still inches away from me. If he moves any closer, our bodies would be touching. He patiently waits for me to finish the call as I talk to Zayn.

"Oh," I hear Zayn speak, making my eyebrows squeeze together before he continues. "See you in sociology, Malory," he says, before ending the call, not giving me a chance to say anything further.

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Because I can't stop entering Louis between Zayn and the main characters always lmao I'm sorry

Update on shy guy next door:

THERE IS SOMETHING REALLY WRONG WITH YOUR AUTHOR!!! I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS CONFIDENCE CAME FROM THAT I WENT TO HIS HOUSE AND ASKED HIM HIS INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT. I told him (I lied) that I want admission in the subject field that he's studying so I need information regarding that can you please help me? He politely said yes and explained me everything then I told him can I contact you somewhere if I need any more information. He said I have whatsapp and facebook. I was kind of feeling shy to give him my number so instead I asked for instagram. I added him from my personal and then we TALKED FOR AN HOUR! He gave me all the info which passed from my head because I have no interest in that subject I just wanted to talk to him lmao what am I. But he was straight forward the whole time, no talks from here and there just answered my questions and told me I can ask him for help anytime I want. The whole time I talked to him my heart was in my stomach

I don't know where this is going BUT WE FINALLY TALKED

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