HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIALL!!

Chapter dedicated to compass_n_ship. ♥️
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[Harry]

"Good morning, sweety." My mum smiles as I take a seat on the kitchen counter, ready for school.

"Morning, mum!" I kiss her cheek and she smiles. "Is the breakfast ready? I don't wanna be late for school." I say as I hop off the counter and sit on the dining chair.

"Yes, love. Just a second." She says and greets dad as he joins us in the kitchen and take a seat beside me.

"Whose sweatshirt is that?" Dad asks. He furrows his eyebrows and examining the black Balenciaga Homme sweatshirt I'm wearing. "I've seen this before... I think on.. Louis maybe.." My eyes go wide and I panic, so I lie.

"I bought it when you guys weren't here. I liked it very much an-"

"But it doesn't look new. Kinda old, in fact." Mum squints her eyes at the shirt.

"Jeez! Will you guys stop looking at me so suspiciously. I'm not one of your criminals." I glare at them.

But you are dating one..

Shut up brain!

"I'm sorry, son. I've seen a same looking shirt on Louis as well and.. I just.. sorry."

Actually, you've seen the SAME shirt on Louis because it's his.

Shush brain!

"It's alright, dad." I smile at him. After all, it's not his fault that he's just good at his job. "Anyway, I'm leaving for school." I get up of the chair and start walking away.

"But breakfast-"

"I'll have something in the canteen!" I yell, cutting my mum's sentence off.

I hop into my car and start speeding towards school. The whole ride, I'm having a strange feeling like one of the cars behind mine is following me. But I shrug it off.

As I hop out of the car and start walking into the school building, I feel someone staring. I look around the parking lot only to find myself all alone there.

Shaking my head, I walk into the school. I meet up with Liam and Niall at the locker, as usual.

"Hazzy! You gotta hear this!" Niall says with wide eyes.

"What?" I ask.

"Mr. Dawson got murdered yesterday." Liam informed.

"What the- HOW?" I ask in a full on panic mode. He was our history teacher.

"No one knows, But we are getting a new teacher starting from today. The school was lucky that a teacher had just applied yesterday. So they scheduled his interview yesterday itself. Imagine his shock when he was told to start right away." Liam made a terrified face and I nodded.

Well, that would be terrifying. But what I found more terrifying was, a history teacher gets murdered and where it takes months for a school to find a teacher, there, a teacher applies for the exact position on the exact day...

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I enter the history class in a rush as I was left behind by the boys after lunch because I had to wee and the bell had already rung.

"How nice of you to joins us Mr..." The new history teacher says.

The first thing I notice about him is that he's very young to be a teacher. He is probably in his early 20's. He has light brown hair, set in a quiff and a pair of dark green eyes. He's tall with sharp jaw lines and a well built body.

He looks more like a celebrity's security than a teacher. He's hot though.

Nothing compared to my Lou. I retort my brain and answer the teacher.

"Styles. Harry Styles." I say and hear a giggle.

I look at the back of the class to see Niall giggling, beside him is Liam, who is trying to stifle his own laughter. Right behind them are Zayn, who had his head down but his shoulders are shaking, giving it away that he's in fact, laughing and Louis, who mouths 'Bond. James Bond.' with a funny face.

Oh. So that's what they're laughing about? Idiots.

"Alright, Harry," The teacher says. "Please make sure not to be late again." He smiles and I nod.

I walk further, in order to get to the seats when I pass the teacher and he whispers. "Can't afford the absence of such a pretty face."

I turn to him with my eyes wide and notice a slight smirk on his face. He knows exactly what he did. I decide to shake it off and take a seat behind Zayn and Louis, which is beside Eleanor.

"What did he say?" Louis turns around to ask.

"Nothing." I lie, but he doesn't question further as the class starts.

"So," the teacher starts. "As you guys know I'm your new history teacher, let me introduce myself. My name is Samual Parker, I'm twenty-two, just graduated.. if you are wondering why I'm your teacher when I look almost your age." He smiled.

"He's hot." El comments.

"You got a girlfriend." I remind her.

"You could try." She winks.

"I got a boyfriend." I roll my eyes.

At this, Zayn snorts and Louis smacks his arm. Zayn turns around and makes a goofy face at me and I look away, not wanting to laugh. But that doesn't stop him from making funny faces and silly noises until I put my head under the desk and start laughing. I can't believe Zayn is capable of doing that.

Mr. Parker tells us all to write a page about ourselves (so he could get to know us better) as he sits on a chair and watches us. His eyes scan the class and stops at me.

I immediately look down, not wanting to look back at him. But when I eventually do, he smirks and winks at me.

"Why the fuck did he wink at you?" Louis turns around angrily and Eleanor gasps 'cause no one has ever heard William curse.

"It wasn't for me." I lie.. again.

"I'm not fucking blind, Harry. This is the second time you lied to me about him." He hisses before turning back to his paper.

I sigh and place my hand on his shoulder, but he shrugs it away... quite rudely, I'd like to say.

After we are done with the essay, Mr. Parker collects and starts reading them.

Since he wasn't paying much attention to the class, I divert mine to Louis. I tap his shoulder, but he doesn't turn around so I lean ahead to whisper only to him.

"How about we head to the bathroom after the bell rings and I make it up to you, Daddy?" I ask, suggestively.

I know I've got this when I see him smirk, but soon it fades when Mr. Parker calls my name.

"Mr. Styles?"

"Yes?" I say, not looking at him but Louis.

"I'd like for you to stay after class so we could discuss about your essay." He says and I notice Louis' jaw clench.

"But I have another class after-"

"I'll give you a pass, Harry. Just stay okay? It's important." He says.

"O-okay.." I give into the pressure and Louis shrugs my hand off his shoulder angrily.

Oh god! I'll have to do something. I can't have him be mad at me on our date tonight.

Shit.

Fuck you Mr. Parker.

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Hey!!

Are you guys having a Larry breakdown today?

I'm having one too and a little sentence in this chapter gives it away.

Point it out and get a chapter dedication.

There's so much Larry going on today. I swear I woke up and logged in to twitter and everything was so much to take in. I was like..

Vas 'appenin!

Too young...

And it's 'appenin right two weeks prior larriversary...

CIACW...

Well I'm currently editing 'Change' and I've come across some stuff that make me be like "I swear I didn't write this shit!"

I'll also be adding a cast list to it and make the short chapters long and add more details.

So here goes a chapter as a toast to my sun who is probably on stage in Madrid rn.

Anyway please vote and comment if you like.

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