"You're cute, ya know?" Zac compliments Louis as he closes his locker.

Louis jumps and blushes, looking at the hunk, "Oh- um- Thank you." He says, biting his lip, "So are you- Well- not cute- but like hot- I don't know."

Zac chuckles, brushing a piece of hair out of Louis's eyes, "I make you nervous then, yeah love?"

"Yeah." Louis admits, tightening his grip on his books.

"I don't see why." Zac says through a thick american accent, "I should be the nervous one."

Louis scoffs, smiling widely, "Of course not." He says, "I'm nothing compared to you."

Zac just smiles fondly, shaking his head a little bit, "Say, wanna go get some ice cream or something?"

"Yeah!-"

"Mr. Tomlinson." A voice calls from behind him and he sighs, shaking his head.

"Actually I have after school detention." He says with a low voice.

"Thats fine, I can come pick you up after its over? Go out for dinner?" Zac offers and Louis wonders why hes being so nice.

"Sure." Louis smiles, looking down and then turning around, making eye contact with Mr. Styles who is holding open his door for the smaller boy.

"I would'nt get involved with him." Harry says, looking at Louis with scarce eyes when he closes the door.

"I don't really see why its any of your concern." He says, pursing his lips as he takes a seat.

"The safety of my students is a concern." Harry says. face hardening by the second.

"It's not like he's going to kill me." Louis snaps, sitting back in his seat, "He's a sweet guy and I think he might like me."

Harry doesn't know why but his insides catch ablaze when Louis says this; Louis can be with anyone..he's simply...too young.

"Okay." Harry mutters, "That's fine, whatever."

Louis furrows his eyebrows and sighs as he pulls his phone out and decides to send a text to the unknown number.

Louis: Hey, what was that you were saying about being sorry?

Louis jumps when he hears Mr. Styles's phone goes off, his eyes widening...Could it-

"Just my mum." Harry says, sighing as he leaves the room for a moment to dial her number.

Louis laughs lightly at himself and leans back in his desk, sighing.

Later on that day, Louis is at the park with Zac, licking at his ice cream that Zac so thoughtfully got for him.

"So you've really never had sex?" Zac says with wide eyes, tilting his head, "I wouldn't have guessed that."

"And why's that?" Louis frowns, "Do I come off as a slut?"

"No- It's just you are so fit, I wonder how anyone has held back." He says and Louis can only blush.

"Must be easy." Louis shrugs, a gasp slipping from his lips when he feels Zac place his hand on Louis's thigh, his lips grazing his ear lightly.

"If it were up to me, I'd take you right here so that everyone could see who you belonged to." He says with a smirk, making Louis flush and squeeze his legs together.

"I- I don't- I-"

Zac smiles softly, pulling away, "But I'm not here for sex, I'm here because I think you are a really sweet boy and I wanted to maybe- try taking you out- courting you."

Louis blushes, smiling widely, "I'm not totally opposed to sex though." He says, "I just don't wanna give my virginity away..like to someone I don't know very well." He explains and Zac smiles.

"Of course Love, and if you decide you don't want it at all, that's completely fine."

The next day at school Harry can only glare at Zac, sitting back in his desk; He doesn't deserve Louis.

"—yeah he told me he's not totally opposed to sex." Zac smirks, talking to his friend Seth, "I think I'm gonna win this $50 bucks." He says and Seth grins, nodding.

"You cheated, you picked the easiest kid ever." Seth laughs, "Even I could've got in his-"

"Enough." Mr. Styles snaps at the boys, "This is a no talking time." He shouts, "Mr. Efron, Turn around and face the front, Now."

Zac rolls his eyes, "Whatever you say, Mr. Styles."

Harry just sighs, clenching his jaw and then pulling out his phone to text Louis.

Harry: So you really think this guy is a good idea?

It doesn't take Louis very long to answer, this makes Harry roll his eyes.

Louis: Yeah, he's sweet and respectful

Harry: Mhm, pay attention to class

Louis: I'm in gym, hurt my ankle so I'm sitting out.

Harry: What happened?

Louis: Fell down the stairs at home lol

Harry: Oh? How hurt is it?

Louis: I just twisted it so its really not that bad, i just am limping so lol

Harry: Someone needs to put you in a box to protect you from everything. you are so smol and defenseless

Louis: Whatever, are you ever gonna tell me your name?

Harry: Call me H.

Louis: ):< I want a full name

Harry: No, but eventually. I promise

Louis: What grade are you in?

Harry: You are asking too many questions

And just as Louis sends another text, the bell rings and snaps him out of his trance.

Louis: Never too many questions

Louis: Lol igtg. i have mr. iwantyoutobendmeoveryourdeskandfuckme styles

Harry's eyes widen and he blinks, furrowing his eyebrows; Louis thinks he's attractive? Huh.

Harry: Im sure he would

Louis: ok ill ask him

Harry: WHAT

Harry: NO DONT HE MIGHT NOT SAY NO

Louis: chill, i was joking you moron

Harry sighs and rolls his eyes, putting his phone in his desk and watching as his next class of students pile in.

The bell rings and Louis is still no where to be found, sighing, he gets up and strides towards the door and peeks out the door, seeing Louis pressed against the lockers by Zac, whose lips are grazing Louis's neck.

Harry clears his throat and glares at the two with hard eyes, "Mr. Tomlinson I suggest you get into class before I take you both to the office."

Louis pushes Zac off of him with a giggle and then makes his way into the class room.