Unknown: Hi louis, you look tired today, late night?

Louis: Yes. I went out with Zac. We stayed out really late. It was so crazy! We made out too! This cop kicked us out tho

Unknown: Where were you?

Louis: The park, it was 1AM. I snuck out of my house. Ive never done anything like that before

Unknown: hes already becoming a bad influence on you, louis. i dont like ittttt

Louis: doesn't matter if you like it, H. I like it so. He's a good kisser

Unknown: im a better kisser. i'd kiss you better than him

Louis: Yeah I doubt it. anyway. im mad

Unknown: Why, dollface

Louis: Ok 1. Dont ever call me that again

Louis: and 2.

Louis: my stepdad is being a bitch. Or was being one this morning. You know how gay marriage became legal in america yesterday?

Unknown: Yes i am aware. #pride

Louis: Well he kept talking about how awful it was and stuff. my mother disagreed though, and they got into it. i mean she wasn't even rude all she said was , 'well i think its a lovely thing' and he keep on about how disgusting it was blah blah blah

Unknown: So your parents don't know your gay?

Louis: No, I haven't told them. I think my Mom is pretty sure of it though. Mark is oblivious, though

Unknown: Are you afraid to tell him?

Louis: Yes, I am ):

Unknown: Because you think he won't accept you?

Louis: I know he won't.

Unknown: When I first told my mother, she wasn't very happy at all. Started making me read the bible every-night and go to every church service the church hosted.

Louis: Thats awful, H. Im sorry

Unknown: Yeah, it is. She stopped forcing all of it on me though, but we aren't close now. We barely talk. My Dad was always there for me though. Im very close to him, thats why it hurts so much that I may lose him.

Louis: I wish I knew who you were so I could hug you, you know?

Unknown: I know, but thank you. Ill pretend you hugged me. Lol

Louis: Good.

Unknown: I see your boy toy. I hate him.

Louis: What class are you guys in.

Unknown: Styles.

Louis: Oh, you know Ive come to learn he isn't that bad. I sort of like him. Think Im going to go to his tutoring for a little, this shit we are going over right now is killing me.

Unknown: It is, i agree. im sure he could give you some pointers.

Louis: Yeah, Ill ask about it tomorrow

Unknown: You should just go today, you dont have to ask ahead, its tutorials, you just walk in. moron.

Louis: Lose the tude, boy. Fine. I will go today. Maybe I can get my hot boy toy to pick me up.

Unknown: You're hopeless, I swear.

Louis: Kiss Kiss bitch.

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"Well, Tomlinson, looks as though you have my full attention." Harry says from his desk. Louis is the only student that showed up today for his tutoring.

That means one of two things. Harry is doing a spectacular job at teaching, or it means his students are just to lazy to come by. He's too prideful to admit it's probably the second one.

"It seems so." Louis says, huffing, then pulling out an assignment Mr.Styles had given them about two weeks ago and laying it on his desk.

Harry gets up and sits in the desk next to Louis's examining the paper, "Louis, I gave this to you, long ago, It's past due."

"Well, I want to learn how to do it." Louis is trying not to have an attitude with his teacher, "I was absent the day beforehand, when you taught us this."

"And why didn't you come see me after school that day?" Harry tests, raising a questioning brow, "Excuses leave no room for improvement, Louis."

Louis sighs, "Please, Mr. Styles, I have a C, I need to to go up to a B, I'll be in so much trouble at home."

Harry sighs and thinks for a few moments before speaking again, "Okay Louis, I can help you with this paper, because it is my mistake that you never got it. I did not hand the assignment to you, you only got it until now, understand what I am saying?"

Louis nods and his face instantly brightens, "Yes sir, I completely understand."

Harry smiles, "If you make above a ninety, and turn in your test corrections, You're grade will be up to a B, maybe even a B plus."

Louis grins, "Thats awesome, thank you, Mr. Styles." He looks up at him, "I won't tell a soul."

Harry wonders for a few moments if he would tell him, which in a sense, is someone else in Louis's eyes, "I trust you, Louis." He assures, "Now, how about number one?"