Things are okay for Louis. He's about to hit his first month with Zac, and still talks to H everyday. He's in a dilemma about the both of them, but he chooses to just let things take their course.

Mr. Styles is a good help to him, too. He's like the father Louis never got to have. He knows that his children will so lucky to have a father like him.

In fact, today is fathers day. Louis had spent money on his teacher, rather than his stepfather. He doesn't owe that man a penny.

Louis arrives to school early, knocking on Harry's classroom door and waiting patiently for the teacher to let him into the room.

"Well, Hello Louis, what brings you here at such an early hour?" He asks, raising a brow as Louis takes a step into his room, Harry closing the door behind him.

Harry watches Louis carefully as he speaks, "Today is a special day, you know, fathers day." Where is he going with this? "And you have always been like the father I never had, you're always there for me, helping me be a better person, and even thought I don't always listen, you continue to put up for me." He smiles, "So, I got you this." He hands Harry card that says something about being a father he never had, and a little pin that said '#1 Dad.' Harry wanted to scream and cry, and everything in between.

He didn't though, instead he spoke calmly, a small smile on his face, "This is very thoughtful of you, Louis." He smiles, "You have been a wonderful student this year, I can tell you're going to become a brilliant young man."

Louis blushes at Harry's words, nodding, "Thank you, so much." He tells him, then takes a few steps forward and embraces Harry into a hug, closing his eyes, "You've helped me, so much."

Harry hugs him back, rubbing his back soothingly, this is honestly one of his worst nightmares. He can't even look Louis in the eye anymore after this, he knows he can't.

-

H: Hi love

Louis: hiiii H, hows ur day?

H: good. you look radiant today. you always do though.

Louis: thanks, i have some makeup on

H: oh really? Its so natural i wasnt able to tell.

Louis: yeah, well its just highlight so

H: thats cute

H: everything about you is cute

H: i want to kiss you

H: all over

Louis: Nope, stop it babes. theres a lineeee

H: You know you would rather me over him

Louis: i dont think i do know that, actually

H: i get it, hes cute. but louis hes such an asshole to you, he got pissed at you the other day for being to tired to give him head

H: Why do you put up with that?

Louis: Im fine, H. Just drop it

H: You look so sad right now, I wish I could hug you

Louis: Then do it, H. Im not going to run

H: Stop looking so sad.

Harry looks at Louis, who is looking around the room. Louis's eyes land on him and he briefly smiles at him, before looking back down at his phone. It isn't much longer he feels his phone vibrate.

Louis :Mr. Styles is staring at me. he's been weird since i gave him his present yesterday

H: It wasn't weird, it was sweet. i mean if you want your dad to bend you over a desk?

Louis: Shut uppp, That was a long time ago.

H: You'd still let him, though.

Louis: that is true.

—

Louis: H, I need you please

Louis: I cant stop shaking Im so scared

Louis: Please, H. Please answer me.

H: Im here, sorry, whats wrong?

Louis: Everything is so loud

H: Louis, what is loud?

Louis: These thoughts, the arguing, the glass. Everything, H. I wish you were here Im so scared

H: Do you need me to call the police, Louis?

Louis: No! No

Louis: No don't I just had a bad dream, I swear

H: Baby, are you sure thats all it is?

Louis: I promise Im sorry worried you

H: Its okay, love. Do you want to talk about the dream now?

Louis: Maybe tomorrow? I wanna go back to sleep now

H: Okay, baby. Im here if you need me.

-

Louis: h h h h. i wonder if your name is haroer herh i mean harper

Louis: can you tell me i wanna knowwww so i can be with you and away from zacc hehe

Louis: just kiddinf i like szac alot h stop saying i dont

Louis: h come here i have bones to pick off you

Louis: with you

Louis: I have bones to pick with you

H: Louis, its 2 AM, are you drunk right now?

Missed Call from Louis Tomlinson
Missed Call from Louis Tomlinson

Harry stares at his phone the third time Louis call and answers it, but doesn't say a word. He just listens to Louis.

"You answered, that- Wow, okay, so Im so mad at you." Harry rolls his eyes and sighs, "Hey! I heard that- How come you want to come into my life and steal my attention, huh? How come you want to ruin my amazing relationship with the one person that actually likes me? Every-time I look at Zac, I wish it was you, H."

Harry swallows and suddenly Louis's voice is soft, less pointing, "I want you to tell me who you are." He's crying, "I hate this so much, I don't like this shitty game anymore, H! I want you to make a big gesture, pronounce your love for me to the world." Louis sniffles, "I know you like me, H, You're so obvious, and I know I hid it, but I really, really like you too, so this sucks, you know?"

Harry takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, his jaw clenched, "I want to leave Zac, to be with you, but I can't if you don't tell me who you are, I'm probably too drunk to remember this in the morning, H, I mean it okay? I mean all of this drunk shit."

Harry nods, he wants to tell him, but he can't. Not now.

"I don't care who you are, I just want to be with you, and nothing is going to change that. I'm so sick of this, please,please,please tell me, not now though. Im drunk and I want to remember it, okay?" He sighs into the phone, "Goodbye, H, im going to sleep now, okay? Goodnight."

Louis hangs up the phone and Harry lets out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding.

He knows he needs to tell Louis and soon.

———

The next day, Louis doesn't show up at school, but he texts H all day, explaining how sorry he was and how he was happy with Zac. Harry knew it was all bullshit, though. Louis knew he could read through it too. It was unspoken, but it was there.

——

"Goodmorning class, I'd like you to open your books to page 145- Yes, Louis?" Harry asks, seeing the las raise his hand into the air.

"Can I go to the bathroom?"

"Yes, make it quick." Harry tells him, annoyed obviously. He gets the rest of the kids started on their assignments and then pulls out his phone to see several texts from Louis.

Louis: Mr Styles is making us do bullshit

Louis: I hid myself kn the bathroom

Louis: in*

H: I was having fun looking at your pretty face): Come back?

Louis: oh shit, you're in there?

H: Yes. I am in there. You should come back too before I snitch on you to Styles

Louis: Ok fine.