Is This... Chapter 1
'Is this day every going to end?' Louis thought to himself as he made his way down the hall. So far his day had been quite a bore. Government, English, Math, and god knows what other classes that Louis had zoned out in, had all been about as entertaining as watching a wall for a couple of hours. At least his day was almost over. One more class left and then Louis would be free for the weekend.
'I can make it through Chemistry' Louis promised himself. Louis sighed and hitched his backpack farther up and walked down a flight of stairs to get to the main floor of East High School's building. He was just rounding the corner when he felt a familiar weight on his shoulder.
With a smile Louis turned to face his new companion. "Why hello there Mr. Styles. Fancy going to Chemistry today? Mrs. Newberry seemed a little disappointed when you ditched yesterday. Don't tell me you have been shagging her as well. What did I tell you about older woman? They always get attached." Louis said with a playful smirk.
"Oi you prat!" Harry said with a friendly punch to the stomach while wresting Louis around the neck and pulling him closer to get a better grip. "Don't be jealous that I get some."
"Oh so the rumors are true! I didn't want to believe it but I guess you are a slut!" Louis replied, trying to force his way out of Harry's hold.
"They aren't true," Harry replied, releasing Louis while shaking out his curls to return them to their natural state. "Plus, I've only slept with one older woman. You have to admit though, Caroline was the hottest substitute you have ever seen."
"She was pretty hot but that's no reason to bang her! She is 15 years older than you for Christ's sake!" Louis replied. The boys had arrived at their Chemistry class and were slightly late. Louis gave an apologetic smile to Mrs. Newberry as Harry and him made their way to their seats in the back of the room. They settled into their chairs and pretended to pay attention to the lesson while they continued their conversation. "In all honesty though, why were you gone yesterday?" Louis asked, for he was genuinely curious.
"Do you remember that Sarah chic that we met at Zayn's party last weekend?" Harry said with a devilish grin on his face. "Well I got her number and..." he finished whilst raising his eyebrows suggestively at Louis.
"You didn't bang her!" Louis asked incredulously. Apparently he had asked a little louder than was the acceptable whisper for he got several stares from his class mates. "Sorry.." he apologized sheepishly after Mrs. Newberry turned around to glance in his direction. Harry thought the whole situation was hilarious and struggled to stifle his giggles as he replied.
"Of course not. You really think I'm a slut don't you." Harry said defensively.
"Well I'm sorry but you do have quite the reputation." Louis replied with a wink.
"Oh shut up." Harry said with a shove. "We just made out behind the greenhouse. Nothing too drastic."
"You skipped our test yesterday to make out with some chic?" Louis asked, clearly disapproving. "You could have done that after school."
"Hey just because you don't like getting attention from the ladies doesn't mean that others don't." Harry replied.
"You prick you know that's not true." Louis replied. "You know me and Eleanor do it at least once a week." Louis wasn't kidding. Him and Eleanor had sex on usual basis. Ever since Junior prom last school year they had been sexual active. From March till September, so for 5 months they had practically had sex every couple of days.
"I know, just don't be jealous when some of us other lads get some then." Harry said with a wink. "It was nice to make out with someone. I haven't had a girlfriend in so long. Ever since Jessica..." Harry trailed off, lost in thought.
"Hey now, don't get depressed. My day was bad enough and I don't need you to be all sad." Louis was just trying to distract Harry from thinking out her. Jessica. The girl who had broke his best friends heart. The girl who Harry had dated Sophomore and Junior year. The girl who had left Harry and transferred to West High to be with her new boy toy there. The girl who was Harry's first real love. The girl who Harry had cried over all summer. No, Louis was definitely not going to let Harry think about her.
"How has your day been so bad?" Harry questioned, pulling out of his thoughts and shaking himself a little to expel the bad memories. Louis was happy he had gotten Harry out of his thoughts so quickly. Usually it took a good couple of jabs to his sides and a lot of joke telling before Harry returned to usual cheery self.
"Oh nothing in particular. My days has just been horrendously boring. Seriously, would it kill the teachers to tell a joke every now and then. I swear I'm going to die if school is going to be like this for the rest of the year." Louis loved jokes, he loved being a goof and acting like a child. That was just Louis. Louis didn't like it if he didn't laugh at least twice an hour.
"You're telling me I'm the depressed one." Harry said with raised eyebrows. "And don't get your knickers in a twist, doesn't the swim season start next week?" Harry could tell by the way the Louis' face instantly lit up that he was correct.
Louis loved swimming. He had ever since he started swimming competitively in fifth grade. That was where he had met Eleanor, Liam, Niall, and Zayn; his close friends that he had now. Besides gaining some amazing friends, Louis loved swimming because frankly he was unbelievably good at it. He had a real talent for swimming ever since he had started. Louis had progressed faster in swimming than anyone that his Coach Simon had ever seen. Louis had become the fastest swimmer on the team by 7th grade and no one was really surprised. He was just so fast in the water! Louis had come to love the long hours spent swimming in the pool and he had grown to love the start of every swim season. That is why, when Harry asked innocently when the swim season started, he was not expecting the explosive response from Louis.
"Ahhhh don't remind me! I don't think I can take waiting 3 more days!" Louis practically shouted. This time the whole class turned to look at him. "I'm so sorry." Louis said, blushing a deep scarlet. "I'm just really excited for the season to start." He said in a much quieter voice than he had used in his outburst.
"Well next time contain your excitement until after my class Mr. Tomlinson." Mrs. Newberry said. She turned around and continued teaching her lesson. The class eventually all turned back around and started paying attention again while Harry laughed silently to himself.
"I can see your excited for the season to start." Harry said with a grin, his dimples showing clearly. "I'd say that is the most enthusiasm that I have seen out of you in a while, probably more enthusiasm than you show in bed with Eleanor." Harry grinned widely.
"You douche!" Louis said and punched Harry hard in the shoulder. "What is it with you and making jokes about my sex life lately?"
"Oh nothing, I just think it's fun to joke. Hey weird question, does Eleanor moan?" Harry asked completely out of the blue. "When I was making out with Sarah the other day she moaned a little as I kissed her. Is that normal? I bet she would moan galore in bed." Harry asked his questions very casually, knowing that it wouldn't be too awkward. Louis and Harry were really close friends and questions like this were acceptable. Just because they were acceptable though, doesn't mean that is didn't make Louis feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Um yah, she moans a bit in bed." Louis answered, blushing for the second time in minutes. Harry nodded and the conversation ended there, or so Louis thought. Harry and Louis actually payed attention to the lesson about protons and neutrons for a good twenty minutes until Harry became curious again.
"Do you moan?" Harry asked. Louis coughed and choked a bit, taken aback by the question Harry had just asked him. Louis hid is face in the table while he tried to regain his normal breathing pattern. Louis couldn't help thinking about why Harry was suddenly so damn curious about Louis' sex life. Probably because he was finally getting over his break up with Jessica and was getting horny from not getting any action in the sac.
"Dude that is totally inappropriate." Louis stated. Not wishing to answer.
"Oh come on, I bet you moan all the time. You probably moan like a porn star." Harry teased. Louis blushed again, he felt like his face was on fire.
"I don't moan okay!" Louis hissed out the side of his mouth.
"Why not? I didn't moan when I was with Jessica either!" Harry stated.
"I don't know. I just don't moan. Why didn't you moan?" Louis answered.
"You enjoy it right?" Harry said, completely ignoring Louis question.
"Are you kidding me? Of coarse I enjoy it. Why would you even ask that?" Louis mouth was parted a bit in confusion. 'What is up with Harry lately?'
"I don't know dude, sorry. It's just your a swimmer, and swimmers are notorious for being gay." Harry stated.
"Seriously? How long have been friends Harry? You would be the first to know if I was interested in guys."
"We have been friends since we were seven." Harry said proudly at remembering. "We grew up together, Our mums were best friends. Sorry, forget I even asked. I don't really know why I even said that. Plus I shouldn't rag on swimmers, I'm thinking of joining the team." Louis would be lying if he said he was shocked by what Harry had just said. In all the years that Louis had known Harry he had shown practically no interest in swimming. Louis had invited Harry numerous times to come join the team and Harry had always refused.
"Why?" Louis asked simply.
"Honestly?" Harry asked, looking down. He seemed embarrassed to answer.
"No," Louis said sarcastically, "I want you to make up the most fantastic story you can. Make sure you include me and a magical unicorn in it as well, seeing as how your doubting my sexuality."
Harry laughed at that one and Louis continued. "Tell me why though really. I mean, you're starting a little late don't you think. Most people start as children or as freshman. Not as a high school senior." Harry took his time, picking nervously at his fingers while he answered.
"I'm thinking of joining mostly because I'm lonely." Harry said it like it was the most shameful thing he had ever admitted. Louis frowned a bit, thinking about what Harry had just confessed. Harry was lonely. Louis didn't know why but this broke his heart. The thought of Harry being alone really made Louis sad for some reason. Now Louis was feeling guilty. It was his job as Harry's best mate to make sure that Harry was always happy. Smiling like a mad man Louis continued their conversation.
"I think it would be a wonderful idea for you to join. We can hang out even more now!" Louis said with real joy in his voice. It would be great to spend more time with Harry in Louis' opinion. Harry was fun to be around and Louis was genuinely looking forward to hanging out with Harry more. "I must warn you though, swimming isn't as easy as it looks. I guarantee you drown your first day." Louis said playfully.
"I'm not that bad of a swimmer." Harry objected.
"I'm just kidding Haz." Louis said. "Seriously though, swimming is pretty difficult. I hope your looking forward to working your ass off."
"I am." Harry said and with that the bell rang, signaling the end of class and then end of the school day. Now Louis and Harry were free to go home. "See you later Mrs. Newberry." Harry said with a wink. As soon as they were out of the classroom Louis gave Harry another friendly shove.
"I can't believe you sometimes! You are such a tease!" Louis said, completely miffed by what Harry had just said and done.
"You know it." Harry grinned, his dimples popping out and highlighting his smile.
"I do know." Louis said. Next Monday, the beginning of the new swim season, was going to be extremely interesting with Harry there. Louis didn't want to admit it, but he was looking forward to Harry joining the team more than he had let on. Louis hadn't been this excited about something in so long, he might even be more excited for Harry to join then for the actual season to start and that was saying something. 'Why am I so excited for Harry to start swimming?' Louis didn't want to think about the answer to his own question.