After Simon gave me the whole lecture on how some bloke is going to try to teach me how to dance. I walked over to my music teacher to give her a heads up on what's going on tomorrow. I rubbed at my face, feeling a headache coming on; to sum this up, she didn't take it very well. Why? Because a) she doesn't like me, b) I was already behind on some work to begin with and c) she really doesn't like me.
So now I'm here standing in front of her as she bitch me out, spit flying from her mouth. Let me tell you, if there is something that I can't stand is people yelling at me. Like you don't have to yell, I'm right here in front of you. Also for the fact that I wasn't in a good mood was not helping the situation in the least.
“You need to be here Saturday to get all this done do you understand?” She quips, her thin gray eyebrows, her mouth set into a thin line. I refrained from rolling my eyes before stiffly nodding me head yes.
“Good, now get out my classroom.” she said as he waved her hand at me. I stood there for minute, just imagining take her tiny little wrist and snapping it in half. Huffing a bit I made turned on my heel and walked out the room. Just when I was about to turn the corner, my phone rang. Digging in my pocket I pulled my phone out to see my moms name flash across the screen. Smiling instantly I slid to answer, “Hey mum.” I said happily.
It's been awhile since I've talked to mum, and she picked a wonderful time to call. “Hello there Boo, how are you?” she asked, sounding a bit sad.
I leaned against the wall, “What's the matter mum?” I asked. There was silence for a minute before I heard her sigh.
“Went to the doctor today, head's been killing me for while.” she said quietly. Hearing this my heart started to beat faster. Mums been having these headaches for a while now, but she said it wasn't anything serious, just stressed. But I wouldn't really know because I haven't been home since Christmas break.
“What...did the doctor say?” I asked finally, my hands starting to shake.
“They...found a brain tumor....said something about cancer.” she sighed. I nearly dropped my phone when I heard this.
“C....Cancer?” I squeaked. This isn't happening I can't lose my mum, I just can't. After losing my dad, well he didn't die but he doesn't love me. Doesn't care about my mom and I well being, he a total prick, and just a complete asshole. So what is going to happen if mum dies? Who will care for him then?
My entire mind was in a frenzy right now I couldn't lose her, she was the only thing I have left. Nobody else care about me. I felt the tears starting to form in my eyes, and I sniffled a bit.
“B...But you said...it wasn't serious mum.” I nearly cried as I slid down the wall. I could hear my mom sniffling over the phone, which just made me cry even harder. I could barely see anything, my vision was blurry with tears.
“Listen to me Lou, I want you to focus on school, and on your dancing, don't worry about me I'll be alright, ya hear?” she said firmly. I was just about to disagree when she started talking again, “Louis just listen, don't just drop everything your doing and try to come down here because I know that's what your thinking,” she said. “Now like I said before I want you focus on school and do the thing you love alright....I love you Louis.” she finished.
“No...No....okay I'll try....love you to mum.” I said as I tried to catch my breath. Sliding my phone off I let my arms fall to my knees. I hate it when she does that, I know she loves me and I love her to. But she always puts herself first and that is what always worry me. She's sick and she's fretting over me when she should be worrying about herself. After this though I broke down, I couldn't help the sobs that came from my mouth.
“Louis?.....Lou what happened?” I heard footsteps from down the hallway and someones presence standing in front of me.
“Lou?” it was Zayn, I forgot that he stayed for football practice after classes were done with. Looking up slightly to meet his brown eyes, he had this sympathetic look on his face. Holding out his arms I didn't hesitate to fling myself into his arms and cried. Even though he was covered in dirt and sweat I didn't mind. I was just happy that he was here to comfort me. He patted my back and told me it was going to be okay, but I wasn't so sure anymore. Nothing was ever okay when it came to me.
“It's okay Louis, tell me what happened?” Zayn asked softly, running his hands through my hair.
“My mum called...Zayn they f....found...a..t...tumor and I just....I don--”Shh Lou it's alright, come on let's go to the flat and they we can get something to eat...yeah?” Zayne offered as he wiped the tears from my face. I sniffled a bit before nodding my head in agreement, only noticing now that I was bit hungry.
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After we got back to the flat so that Zayn could change we were on our way to Nandos. I haven't been there in a while and Zayn said he wanted to catch up with me. Claiming that we spend as much time as we used to together, which is true. Between my dancing and his football, plus school, we never talk anymore.
But now were sitting in a booth next to the window with our menus up. “So how football Z.” I ask absently I looked over the various options for food.
I saw Zayn shrug out the corner of my eye, “It's alright, I swear Niall and I are the only two who can play.” he said simply.
“Niall? Feel like I've heard that name before.” I mused as I set the menu down. Zayn was still looking at his but he looked over at me.
“Uh he's Liam's boyfriend...I think you had a class with him one time.” he explained. I thought about it for a minute....Liam...Liam...
“Oh now I remember...yah we danced together for a show once I think, had a class practice with him few months ago.” I said.
“So the short blonde kid is Niall right?” I asked. Zayn nodded his head, “Yep that's him, a real good player.” he added.
I sighed as I looked out the window, I've seen Liam and Niall around the studio before. Those two probably had to be the cutest couple ever. Liam adored the other boy so much and it made my heart clench because I wish I had someone like that (other than my mum). Someone that would care for me, and love me and just everything that I imagine.
“Mate your brooding again...that's my thing come on what's going on with you lately.” Zayn asked.
Looking back to Zayn I was going to say that I didn't want to talk about it when someone yelled said boys name.
Looking up I saw Niall and Ed, “Hey what's up man,” Zayn smiled at Niall. The blonde smiled before taking a seat next to Zayne, while Ed say next to me.
“Just came here to eat.” Niall said back cheerfully. Zayn laughed, “Of course.” he said with a roll of his eyes.
“Hey Louis how ya been?” Ed asked as he turned to me. I gave the ginger a wary smile, I couldn't remember the last time he played for me. “Fine, how about you Ed.” I said trying not to sound uninteresting.
He laughed before slapping me on the back, “Been great mate I never you see anymore at the studio.” he said.
“Wait you guys know each other.” Niall piped up from across them. I turned back to the blonde, “Um yah, he plays the piano for the dancers.” I said. Niall nodded his head, making an 'o' with his mouth, “So your Louis right?” he asked me. I nodded my head, he held out his hand and I shook it. “Niall Horan.” he smiled.
“Aka human black hole.” Zayn coughed making Ed laugh. I watched Niall slap Zayn on the back of his head.
“Ass.” he muttered with a smirk. “Anyway...” Ed said rolling his eyes as he turned back to me, “Heard your getting a mentor.” he said. I rolled my eyes before huffing at the what he just said, I still wasn't keen on having someone teaching me.
“Yeah apparently.” I muttered.
“A mentor for what?” Zayn asked, “Your liked the best dancer ever.” he said. I was just about to say something when Ed shot up from his seat. “Aw shit.” he grumbled before searching his pocket for keys.
“Something wrong mate?” Niall asked not even looking at Ed but at his menu and I just realized something. Who invited them to sit with us? I mean I don't care but isn't that a bit rude?
“I totally forgot that I had to go back to the studio tonight...dammit wear are my keys.” he muttered.
“Hey but you promised me food.” Niall whined now looking up at Ed. I couldn't help but giggle a bit, because Niall was so concerned about his food. “Found'em.” he cried. I looked up at Ed with his keys in his hands, “I gotta go mate, I'll catch ya later.” he said.
“But whose gonna pay?” Niall asked.
Ed waved him off, “Just tell Harry to pay and I'll pay him back later.” he said. I sat there and watched the whole thing, it was so weird. I mean I'm not used to having people around me like this, just Zayn and the dancers, but you can barely count them. Anyway....who the hell is Harry.
“Ah Harry's here?” Zayn asked his eyebrows raised. Niall nodded his head, “Yah he called a couple of minutes before we got here...said he didn't feel like being alone or something, so Ed invited him with us.” he explained.
I looked at Zayn and Niall, “Whose Harry?” I asked confused on who there were talking about.
I heard someone clear there throat, “I'm Harry.” I turned to look at the sound. There stood a tall, curly-haired boy with a dimpled smile on his face, his green eyes trained on me. I mouth nearly dropped to the table, this guy was fucking hot. Holy shit what the hell I'm thinking, I'm not gay so I shouldn't be thinking this...but Jesus.
“Harry Ed ditched me so you gotta pay for me.” Niall whined. But Harry wasn't listening he was to busy staring at me...which was making me a little bit nervous for some reason...I dare say there butterflies flying around in my stomach.
“Um...hi.” I said awkwardly holding out my hand. He didn't do anything but blinking his smile was back in place, before his large hand encased my tiny one. The butterflies in my stomach got worse at the contact, and now I could feel my cheek heating up at the touch.
“I'm Lo--”Louis...right?” Harry beat me to....how does he even know me? I think he got the look that I had on my face.
“Um I think we have a class together...English.” Harry said. And I just nodded my head, not really sure, because I usually sleep in English.
“Sooo breaking the awkward tension...I'm ready to order.” Niall drawled as he waved over the waiter.
This made me laugh a bit, “Yah I'm quite starved, especially after that practice.” Zayn said.
“Fucking brutal really.” Niall grumbled as he ordered his food. I felt Harry slide in next to me, and my whole body tensed because his smell just went right up my nose. He smelled amazing and I couldn't help but inhale it a bit.
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After a couple of minute the food came and everyone was eating and chatting. It felt weird I honestly don't have that many friends, like I said it's usually just Zayn. But here I am sitting around the table with two new people. Everything was fine, Niall literally inhaling his food, Zayn bitching at him, saying that he's gonna have to run all that off in practice tomorrow, and Harry joking and laughing, sometimes getting me to laugh to.
Like I said everything was fine until Zayn brought the mentor thing up again. I was hoping when Ed cut him off that he would leave it alone, but obviously not. So now everyone was looking at me, including Harry, his green eyes sparkling at me.
“Well um Simon thinks that I need someone to help me.” I muttered. Zayn looked at him questioningly.
“Really, but your really good I've seen y--”Yah yah I know but Simon told me that I've lost my spark or some shit like that.” I grumbled.
“Hmm there's nothing wrong with a little help though.” Niall piped. “Zayn here had to help me with some stuff even though I played since high school.” he said. I huffed still annoyed at the situation, I don't need help.
“I don't some idiot telling me how to dance.” I hissed, “And if Simon would just give me a fucking chance maybe I—My rant was interrupted by my phone ringing, sighing I dug it out of my pocket to see my mums name flashing on the screen again. Breath hitching I could already feel the tears building up in my eyes. I nudge Harry to let me out and when he moved I rushed outside.
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Harry P.o.v
After calling my mum and talking to her for about an hour or two I was feeling a bit lonely. I couldn't hang with Liam since he was sick, I didn't want to intrude on Niall and Ed dinner but I really didn't feel like going back to my flat. So I called Ed and asked if could crash with them for the night. Pulling up into Nandos I spotted the Niall and Ed in the back booth where they usually sit when they come here. I sat down next to Ed, knowing Niall he's probably going to need all the room for his food.
“What made you want to come out mate.” Niall asked. I shrugged, “Didn't feel like being alone.” I muttered.
“You need to get laid Harry, I'm tired of your depressed moods sometimes.” the blonde said rolling his eyes.
“It's alright curly, if it makes you feel any better I haven't been laid in a good week.” Ed said. This made Niall laugh,
“Yah and when was the last time you got laid Harry?” Niall questioned. I scowled, “Doesn't matter.” I huffed. I ignored the blondes laugh.
“You need to get yourself out there again Haz just because what's his..face--”Michael” I interrupted. Niall waved me off, “Just because Michael broke it off we you doesn't mean every guy you date is going to be like that.” he explained.
“Mhm...right.” I grumbled.
“Such a wonderful conversation.” Ed said sarcastically. I know Niall was right, but after that last break up I haven’t been going out lately. Michael and I dated for a long time, but it wasn't till after the accident...maybe a month or so he broke it off. Saying some shit about how I'm not the same anymore...complete crap. Anyway I didn't want, nor am I looking for someone to date right now, even though I have plenty of time left on my hands, since I can't dance.
“I'm going to loo, I'll be back.” I said.
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After I was done I noticed that Ed and Niall wasn't at the table anymore. Looking around I noticed the blonde sitting at booth by the window. Walking over I caught the end of the conversation, asking who Harry was. I also recognized that voice, it was Louis, I also noticed Zayn was sitting there.
Clearing my throat I tried to get the laugh that bubbling up to stop, because the look of confusion on Louis face was really cute. “I'm Harry.” I said, everyone turned to look at me, but my eyes were trained on Louis. This was the boy that was sobbing his eyes out in the hallway, he looked fine now, but I could still see some traces of sadness in those blue eyes of his. I notice that he was staring me down, from head to toe....was he checking me out? I wasn't sure, but then he let out a tentative hi, and I just had this urge to snuggling into his neck; he was just so cute. He was about to open his mouth to state his name but I beat him to it.
“Louis...right?” I asked as I shook his small hand, everything about this boy screamed feminine, and there was nothing wrong with that because it looked good. He was giving me this look that says how-the-fuck-do-you-know-me. So in that second I realized that he was in my English class, but he usually sleeps.
Niall said something about food so I just sat down next to him, I could feel him tense up next to me. I didn't know why he should be on edge around me, since I've never really talked to him before. But maybe he just wasn't used to new people I guess. But after a while everyone kind of just fell back ya know, we just talked about anything and everything. Zayn and I bitching about Ms. Price and how she's a terrible match teacher, me telling some jokes, making Louis laugh (which is the cutest thing I'd ever seen really).
However things went down when Zayn mentioned something about a mentor to Louis. I literally saw the boy bristle with annoyance and anger, his blue eyes flashing. Suddenly I had this weird sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. He started ranting on how Simon told him that he needed help with his dancing. Then Niall piped in that everyone needs help one in a while. However Louis continued on saying that he didn't need some idiot teaching him how to dance, and I kind of took offense to that. I mean I know he doesn't know that I'm the one teaching him but, how can judge someone without meeting them...well properly I guess you can say in this case.
Then he was starting to go on about how Simon never gives him chance, but then he stopped mid-rant when his phone started to ring. I looked up to noticed Niall blatantly staring at me with this look on his face. I turned to look at Louis, and there it was; that look of complete sadness was cast over his face again. He looked at me for a split second and I could already see the tears building in his eyes, he made a motion for me to move...so I did.
Once he was gone I looked to Zayn, “Is...he alright?” I asked. Zayn shook his head, “Louis is going through some things...personal stuff, not my place to say.” and I nodded full understanding.
“So um I'm guessing Simon didn't Louis that you were going to be his mentor huh?” Niall said. I sighed, if that was the way Louis felt about this whole mentor thing, I wasn't sure I wanted to do it. I mean the boy was hell-bent on not going through with it.
“What...I'm confused?” Zayn said looking at Niall and then to me. Niall took a breath before turning to Zayn.
“Okay so apparently Simon (there studio manager) thinks that Louis lost his passion to dance right,” Niall started to explain and Zayn nodded his head. “Soo he called in Harry because he used to dance there (a real good dancer) before the accident.” the blonde went on. “Accident?” Zayn interrupted.
Niall looked at me and I just nodded, “Yah so Harry got shot in the knee...protecting me, which I'm still grateful for, about like what a year ago,” Niall said, “So Simon called Harry because he was the best dancer there, to rekindle Louis passion for dancing.” he said. Zayn looked at me and shrugged, “Just give a heads up, he's going to be begging for your forgiveness tomorrow when he finds out.” the tan boy said.
“I'll just talk to him tomorrow when we get to the studio.” I muttered, because right now that kind of the last thing on my mind. I was a bit worried about Louis because he still hadn't come back inside yet. I really hope everything was okay with him. Suddenly like magic he came back to the table, his eyes a bit puffy and red.
“Z...Zayn can we go.” he asked softly. Zayn looked up from his phone with sympathetic look, “Actually were gonna have to make some stops, Perrie wants to come over an—I watched Louis closely as he rolled his eyes at Zayn, “Never mind I'll just walk.” he mumbled. Zayn was just about to open his mouth but I beat him to it.
“I'll take you....I mean if ya want.” I offered. He looked at me for a minute before nodded his head, he looked hesitant, like he wasn't sure that he should trust me or not. I mean we did just meet today, I wouldn't expect him to trust me.
“I promise I won't kidnap you.” I smiled cheekily, which cause him to crack a smile. “Are you sure mate, I mean I can tell Perrie--”No...you've been talking about her for the past week....go see her, I'll be fine.” Louis said.
“Alright mates, Harry you still paying?” Niall asked already getting out his seat. I rolled my eyes at him, “Yah but you and Ed owe me.” I said, the blonde just nodded his head before yelling a goodbye. Zayn put some money on the table before hugging Louis, he told me bye before followed Niall out the door.
So now I was sitting and staring up at Louis, who was looking down at his feet. I sighed I just wanted to go over there and hug him. “Ah you ready Louis?” I asked sliding out of the booth. I saw a jerky nod of his head before I led the way to the door. When we got to me car I opened the door for him and he looked at me like I was crazy. I blushed because that was a habit of mine, for anyone that I kind of like...manners are everything.
“Um thank you.” Louis muttered as he got in. As I shut the door I mentally berated myself for doing that. Running a hand through my hair I walked around the other side and got in. Starting the car up I took my chance to look at Louis to see him staring directly out the window, his face void of emotions.
Only his eyes were telling me on how hectic everything really was. But before I pulled out I turned slightly to face him.
“Um not to be nosy or anything...but are you okay?” I asked. Louis looked at me and I flinched because he was obviously not alright.
“F....Fine just...some stuff going on.” he said quietly and I nodded my head, but I still felt like I didn't accomplish anything.
“Well...um if you need...like talk or whatever I'm here.....even though we just met but I mean you never know wh—Louis was giggling and it made me stop all the babbling I was doing. I took a minute to look at him and all the pain was erased from his face, just this happy look and I my heart nearly melted.
“Thank you Harry...um I'll keep that in mind.” he said his eyes catching mine, and I could feel my face going red...and so was his.
“Aha..right.” I laughed nervously. He gave me a small smile and I wasn't sure I was going to make it to his flat alive.
Especially if he kept smiling like that.