Chapter One

He was so damn pretty, the feathered haired blue eyed boy. Harry was on the football field when he first caught sight of the boy. He was sitting by the old oak tree a couple ways off from the table outside for lunch. He was fiddling with his fingers, his tongue poking out in concentration while he was doin it. Harry wondered what the boy was doing to make such a adorable face. Another thing popped in his head, the boy must be new, because he's never seen him before. "Yo Haz whatcha looking at." Niall said running up to the curly-haired boy. "Him over there." Harry gestured towards the tree. Niall made an ah sound, patting Harry's shoulder.

"That's Louis, new kid from Doncaster I believe." Niall said simply, like it was the most normal thing ever in life. Harry snapped his head towards Niall, "How do you know that?" he questioned. Niall chuckled, "I got first period with him." he answered. Harry was about to say something when Liam came up with the ball under his arm.

"What you lads chatting about, you know coach is gonna yell at you guys for slacking off." Liam tsks, waving his finger in Harry's face.

Harry made a face, "I can do what I want you know I'm the favorite." he drawled. Niall rolled his eyes and shoved his shoulder.

"Way to be full of yourself you dick." he added. Harry flicked him and turned back to Liam. "Ignoring him." Harry said.

"We were talking about blue eyes over there, sitting by the tree." Harry explained, his eyes finding the boy again.

Liam peeked over Harry's shoulder to see, "Oh Louis?" he questions, "Nice Lad, he's in my third class." Liam says turning back to face Harry. He laughed at the look Harry had on his face, mouth slightly opened and eyes wide. "How come I never noticed him until now, and why do you guys have class with him and I don't." Harry whined, pouting as he plopped down on the bench.

Liam opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Niall. One he's a bit shy and out of your league, so he doesn't talk much." he says, lying back on the ground.

"And two he's in your last class, because I'm in your last class, and I sit next to him." Niall finished. "Also," the blonde continued, "Another reason why you haven't noticed him is because Raven sits next to you."

Harry was quiet for a moment, then his face scrunched up into a scowl. "Wait he's in our Enlgish class?"

Liam laughed while Niall rolled his eyes again, "Seriously?" he says. Harry licked his lips trying to remember ever seeing such a cute little thing in his last class. He got up and brushed off his dirt stained shorts. "Well I'm going to go over and talk to him." he says, Liam stopped laughing.

"Come on mate don't mess with him." Liam says shaking his head, Harry turned his head back to face him.

"What I'm just going over there to talk." Harry says trying to hide the mirth in his voice. Niall sat up, crossing his legs, "Yeah right, your bout to go over there and evaluate." he laughs. Harry tries not smirk because he knows Niall is about to do the thing he always does, when Harry finds something new to play with.

"Evaluate?" he asks innocently and this time Liam rolls his eyes, because he's heard this about a million times now.

Niall huffs and crosses his arms, " First you're gonna see if he's fuckable, then you're gonna over there and talk'em up, see if he'll go on a date with you, then see if he'll let you fuck him, and if that's yes, fuck him and then move on." he confirms. Harry slips up and lets out chuckle, because what Niall just said was completely true.

"Why am I friends with you again?" Liam asks, seriously though. Liam honestly doesn't like the fact that that Harry goes around like he does. He doesn't like how Harry messes around with peoples hearts, it isn't right. But Liam knew why Harry does what he does to the people he goes after, but that's another story for a different day.

Harry just laughs, running a hand through his curls, "It's cause ya love me." he smiles at Liam, who smiles cheekily back. Liam shakes his head playfully, "I'm off, if coach comes looking stall him." Harry calls, already on his way towards the blue eyed beauty.

"Thought you were favorite, don't think coach would care." Niall yells back. Harry just keeps walking, flipping Niall the bird.

As he made his way over to the oak tree, Harry started to feel weird as he got a closer look at the boy. When he finally got there he was standing tall over the little body that was sat on the ground. He noticed that he was making flowercrowns; so that's why he had that concentrated look on his face, Harry thought to himself.

Louis was minding his own business, he really was. It was lunch time and he was sitting by the the old oak tree, making crowns. Ms. Lily, his art teacher wanted him to make some for her two daughters. He didn't mind really, because he liked making flowercrowns; thought it was a bit special because his mum taught him how to make them. He remembered everything that his mum has told him from; how to make them with different flowers, to mend them back if they broke, and how to tie the knot securely so it doesn't break.

His fingers shook a bit as a cool breeze brushed past him, he regretted not bringing his jacket today. It was a bit cold out, seeing how it was late October. Louis let his gaze fall back down to the crown he was making, completely not aware of anything else around him. He was concentrating so much on what he was doing that he didn't noticed the person towering over him. "Those flowers are as pretty as your eyes." Harry finally said, he gave the boy a small smile. Louis' head snapped up at the sound of a deep voice. Blinking a bit he caught sight of pretty green eyes, and brown curly hair; he was wearing a tee shirt and some shorts, a football under his arm. Harry Styles, Louis thought to himself.

Harry was smirking down at Louis. He's so cute, he thought, even have a crown on his head; like a little flower child. "Uh...um...tha...thank you." Louis answered, his face flaming red.

Harry laugh softly before squatting down in front of Louis, smirk still on his face. "You're cute, what's your name love?" Harry asked, knowing full well what the boys name was, he just wanted Louis to say it. Louis looked down at his lap, fiddling around with the flower bracelet around his wrist.

"L...Louis." Louis answered shyly. Harry laughed lightly before tipping Louis' chin up so that he was staring into green eyes.

"M'Harry." He said holding out his hand for Louis to take. Louis knew damn well who Harry Styles was, what he wanted to know is why was he over here talking to him? Nevertheless, Louis looked at Harry's big hand before holding out his own. Harry's hand encased Louis' small one, making Harry smile. He liked the way Louis was so much smaller than he was, it was adorable really. Harry watched as Louis slowly took his hand back and let his gaze fall back down to his lap. Harry couldn't even stop the words from slipping past his lips.

"You're really cute, how come I never you see around school?" Harry asked. Louis let his eyes fall on Harry again, the look Harry had on his face made his heart jump. It was like Harry was undressing him with his eyes, and he wasn't sure if he liked that or not. Because Harry is known to get around with a lot people per say and Louis didn't want to get in that. But since he moved here, he couldn't help but fall in love at first sight of the boy. I mean with a face like Harry's who wouldn't fall in love with him.

"I guess our classes just don't match up." Louis said quietly, even though they actually do have last period together. But he rather not draw more attention to himself than needed, especially from Harry. Actually he was a bit puzzled as to why Harry was speaking to him in the first place. The only friend he's ever had was Zayn and he's out sick today.

The way he acted turned Harry on more than it should, he never liked the shy quiet types. Always thought that they wouldn't be as experienced as he was, but looking at Louis right now. God the boy just screamed innocent, and Harry wanted to ruin that. " 'arry!" His gaze went back to Louis who was staring up at him and pointing at the field.

"Think one of your mates were calling you." He says, Harry looked over to see Liam waving his hand at him. Harry looked back down at Louis, he was going to say something but the ring of the bell cut him off. Louis quickly stood up from his spot brushing off his pants as he he did. He noticed Harry still standing in front of him and Louis wasn't sure what the boy wanted. He gave him a shy smile, "I'll see you later I guess." Louis says, moving around Harry and heading back to the school. Harry blinked before whipping around and grabbing Louis' dainty wrist. Startled Louis let out an embarrassing squeak, Harry chuckled at the sound. He brought Louis' hand up to his lips, kissing it lightly, "I will definitely be seeing you around." he whispered.

Louis snatched his hand back before briskly walking away, his face burning red. He didn't know why all of a sudden Harry wanted to talk to him. It's been months since he's moved here with his mum, and he'd been keeping a low profile. He likes to keep to himself, and that's the way it should stay, but for some reason Louis thinks that gonna change...soon.