When Two Different Worlds Collide
Chapter 2
Louis' POV
I couldn't wait for the first day of school, I love school. That's probably because everyone in the school is in love with me. I am glad I am a senior though because that means I only have one year and then I can drop my act when I head off to college. I am tired of playing the 'bad-boy' role. However, I have been 'leader of the crew' for so long that if I suddenly stop, I am sure I would be questioned. I don't like to be questioned about anything. Especially my sexuality.
I, Louis Tomlinson, am gay. I know I'm gay, but that doesn't mean that anyone else has to know. So, I date ugly slutty girls to cover it up so I don't get questioned, again something that I am not very fond of.
Believe it or not but I am actually a really bright person. Before I became, ya know 'leader`, I always got straight a's, but you can't really get straight a's if you're a bad boy. I guess that is a stereotype that someone made up a long time ago. I'm in a few classes with my friends. I couldn't wait for Spanish though because I know that class is always fun, and it's funny because I know Mr. Polanco doesn't like me because he has had me for four years straight. I must drive him crazy.
When I walked into Spanish class, no one was there, so I just took my regular seat in the back of the classroom. After a few minutes people finally started showing up. I saw faces that I did recognize and them some freshman and new kids that I didn't.
But only one boy caught my eye…
He walked in, clutching his books in his torso like he was afraid they would fly away if he didn't. He had brown curly hair that seemed to shine, even though I could tell that he had no product in it at all. He had the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen, and his young body was very fit. I could feel my heart beat getting quicker just by looking at him…..
When he finally took a seat, two other freshman stood up from their seats and shouted: "Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome Homo Harry." They just started clapping and laughing. So this kid is gay too? That made me feel really good. Maybe I could date him and we could be together forever. NO! Your rep Louis, think about your rep. I started to laugh too. I liked this guy but my reputation is more important. He glanced at me, turned to some girl and talked to her for a minute and then glanced at me again. I'm pretty sure I was staring at him but right now I didn't really care.
Harry is a cute name. He is a cute boy. This'll be fun.
After Spanish I had Theatre Arts. I never told any of my friends that I took that class because they would surely all laugh at me. It was the only class in the school day where I just completely dropped everything and was just…..me. I sat down where I usually sat and waited. To my awesome delight, Harry came rushing in seconds before the bell rang. He just took the only empty seat which was the really squeaky one that no one ever sat in.
Mrs. Bonty gave a speech that I have heard three times already about rules and regulations and then put us in our assigned seats. She put me in the middle seat all the way in the back of the classroom which was where I already was sitting. "You remembered Mr. Tomlinson." Mrs. Bonty said pointing at the seat I was already residing in. "Yes of course I did Mrs. Bonty." She smiled at me and moved on to the next student. "Harry Styles." Mrs. Bonty said with an oddly stern voice. "You will sit on that side of Mr. Tomlinson." She pointed at the seat that was to the left of me, my left.
He looked a little nervous as he took the seat next to me. Now that he was right next to me, I really got to get a good look at this kid. He did not look like he was freshman. He looked really mature for his age. No matter how much I loved Theatre Arts, it will never be more interesting than this Harry kid. I could not pay attention to anything that Mrs. Bonty was saying. I didn't even pay attention to what play we were gonna do this year. I just stared at him the whole time and it seemed to occupy my time because before I knew it, class was over and he was sprinting down the hallway.
For the whole rest of my day I could not get Harry out of my head…..
What was this kid doing to me?
Harry's POV
When I arrived at school the next day, I was almost a Louis Tomlinson expert. I knew that when he was in 7th grade he was a very smart kid. Then once he hit 8th grade, something happened I guess and his grades started dropping dramatically. I guess that's why he is in a freshman Spanish class.
I was antsy all day just to get to Spanish class so I could see him. During biology Niall could tell something was up so he questioned me about it. "Hey Harry what's up with you man? Why do you keep staring at the clock like there is money hidden in it or something?" he asked with extreme curiosity on his face. "You promise not to say anything to anyone?" I asked, now with extreme seriousness in my face. "I'm sorry, have we met?" he said with a smirk. "Point taken. Okay….so you know that senior Louis in our Spanish class?" he nodded, showing me he knew exactly who I was talking about. "Well, um….." I didn't know how to put my feelings into words. However, before I could even try expressing how I felt vocally, Niall intersected, "You like him don't you?" I was totally taken back. I was speechless, I had a look of utter surprise on my face. "How did you know that?" He tilted his head and pouted his lips and twisted his eyebrows a bit, a look that said, 'seriously man, c'mon'. "It's not rocket science, Harry, you're not very good at hiding it." Oh my goodness. If Niall knew there had to be more people that knew, and I did not need high school to turn out like middle school. Yeah I was strong but that doesn't mean that hate doesn't hurt.
"Do you think he knows?" I asked with anticipation clinging on to every single word. "No I think he's pretty clueless as well. And I also notice him sneaking stares at you every now and then as well so maybe you have a chance." Niall was very helpful. Everything he said always made sense, and it helped. He continued to talk. "You need to be careful though. I hear this guy is bad news and I don't wanna see you getting hurt." "Yes mommy." I replied. He looked like he was pretty content with the advice he had given me.
When I reached Spanish class Louis wasn't there, and I found myself to be very upset. I was really looking forward to seeing him. His luscious locks, his toned body, his gorgeous face, and his awesome ass! Without Louis there, Spanish class actually flew by pretty fast and before I knew it, I was on my way to Theatre Arts. I walked into the giant room fully expecting Louis to be absent, but he was there, sitting in his seat.
"Why weren't you in Spanish?" I asked him. "Oh, I skip that class all the time. It's totally boring and the freshmen in there are so stupid and annoying." That comment hit me really hard. Louis looked over at me and noticed the look of alarm on my face. "Oh! I didn't mean you Harry! I just meant the stupid pricks that always make fun of you." That comment made me feel reeeeaaaallly good inside.
Eventually, Mrs. Bonty caught us talking. "MR. Styles." She was yelling, "Go to the office. I will not allow talking in my classroom." What?! It wasn't only me! "I was talking too Mrs. Bonty." Louis was standing up now. "Yes Mr. Tomlinson but he is the faggot, not you." Everyone in the room was now staring at me. I guess Mrs. Bonty is homophobic….fuck my life.
When I went to the principal's office, she gave me a detention for talking in a teacher's class while she was talking. I have to say my mom wasn't completely thrilled about the idea of me having a detention on the second day of school but she had to admit that I have done worse.
The way Louis stuck up for me like that was absolutely adorable. I loved it. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.
Louis' POV
The way Mrs. Bonty yelled at Harry like that for being gay was horrible. She is no longer my favorite teacher.
The next few months went by slowly. I skipped a few classes, made out with a many girls, and got yelled at several times for being 'smart`. I was annoyed with everyone and I couldn't wait to get out of school every day. I was always depressed, until I reached Spanish class.
Harry looked so hot today. I was staring at him intently when Mr. Polanco said my name, "Louis?" "Yes Mr. P?" I said, folding my hands on my desk to look like an innocent little school girl. "You have an f in this class already, so I am going to assign my best student to tutor you… Mr. Styles, would you mind?" when he finished the sentence, I couldn't help but smile, and I saw that Harry was smiling too. "Uh no problem Mr. Polanco." He said.
So it was planned out that every Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday, Harry would tutor me for Spanish…..
I could not wait!
