Don't Let Looks Decieve

Louis wasn't always like this. He didn't always kill. He didn't always cheat. He didn't always steal. He didn't always rape. He didn't always lie.

If he were to grasp a pencil, and jot down everything he has done up until the present, the list would probably wrap around the earth a couple of times.

You see, Louis has mental issues. He is schizophrenic. Meaning, he can't tell the difference between what is real or not real; Think clearly; Have normal emotional responses; And act normal in social situations.

Louis was basically... how should I put it- Louis was basically an emotional and mental wreck. But the thing is- people at Hall Cross School still wanted and liked him.

As he would walk down the hallways, with his backpack hung low on one of his shoulders, he would get the typical slap on the back from other guys, and the flirty waves, giggles, and eye-lash batting from the ladies.

Everyone just seemed to like him.

Usually if someone had a mental illness, people wouldn't really talk to that person, leaving the person labeled an outcast. But it's different with Louis.Maybe it was the fact he wore skinny jeans, Vans, and denim jackets instead of baggy mellow-bottomed jeans, Skechers, and a puffy winter coat.

Or maybe because he had a phone. It wasn't exactly a touch-screen phone, matter a fact, a Blackberry Curve 9300. Better than a Tracfone or flip-phone.

Or probably because he has a bad-boy type of aura.

Guys just wants to be his friend because they probably just want to look cool, ' he just chooses his friends wisely' as guy say, and girls want him, because they say he- ' Is playing hard to get'.

In reality- Louis wants nothing to do with them- Hell, he doesn't even care about them. Louis can't even tell the difference between reality, and hallucinations, so how is he going to care about something he doesn't even know is real?

There's only two things Louis cares about in his life. One, he cares about the voices in his head that he hears, and his sisters. Louis gets his occasional pills to take to make them go away, so he can live a normal life, like he never had schizophrenia. Louis sometimes takes the pills. Only to stop seeing things. He wants to stay with the voices, because when they tell him to do things, and Louis accomplishes those things, the voices tend to praise him.

Sometimes, he would like to tell himself, that without the voices, he would have never known what praise, acknowledgment, or love was. Those three things are something Louis never had the chance to experience when he was younger.

With his mother bearing the label of a crackwhore, and his father sentenced to death in prison, it's just something he never knew.

Not by definition, but by experience.

The worse thing about his father, was the reason he was sentenced to prison. Usually if you were to be going through these things, the first thing you would turn to is unconditional love from your siblings, right?

Well, Louis didn't have that option:Louis's father was sentenced to death because his father killed all four of his sisters. At first, they had all went missing. They were all sleep in their beds, but gone the next day. Louis immediately thought they all ran away together, fed up with they're parents. Louis just decided to leave and try to find them, not wanting to be sent to prison for what he has done by the police if he decides to call them.

He is already missing under the noses of them, he doesn't want to be found.

It was when a teen girl came out of the woods with an alarmed look on her face.Louis immediately thought she was beautiful.

With her long, flowy chestnut colored hair, and her pale blue eyes, and the rosy tint in her cheeks. Louis he thought she was flawless, and that there were now way possible that she wasn't real. He wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't- she looked like an absolute angel to him.

Then that's when the girl told Louis about what she saw in the woods, that's when all of his walls came crashing down like the London Bridge.

The girl led him to what she saw, and when Louis saw it, he felt like he has been shot multiple times in the chest, and heart, and he was still, and frozen. Like everything in the world just stopped, as he stared at the sight in front of him-His four sisters. All of them were in a pile near a large tree, dead. It looked like they were mauled by bears.

The girl immediately called the police, and the moment the police showed up, Louis ran. He ran until he couldn't stop, he ran all the way home, ignoring the lack of strength in both of his legs.Louis kicked open the door, and stomped right up the stairs, grabbing a knife that just happened to be sitting openly on the dining room table.

He went straight into his room, and locked it, and straight in the mirror. And that's when he put the knife up to his wrist, and started to cut at it.He then went to his thighs, and stomach, anywhere he could reach. He just needed to make the pain go away. His sisters were the only source of happiness in his life.Louis had no friends, either.It was when he found his pill bottle, filled with untouched pills, and devoured a lot of them.

Louis stepped back, and sat down, letting black, and the pain fade away. If this is what life is going to fucking come to... death. Then I'm in. Was the last thing he said to himself.

Louis woke up, and immediately realized he was in a hospital room, lying on the hospital bed hooked up to wires. There was also a nurse standing at the counter, Louis saw as he rolled his head to the side.

Louis smirked weakly, admiring the nurse's tight-curved ass.

He called out, and realized how wrecked his voice was. The nurse acknowledged him, and informed him that he has been out for 2 weeks, and that the police would arrive shortly to escort him to prison.

Louis didn't fight. He didn't protest.

He just nodded, and laid back, and relaxed.

When he arrived at the prison, he was then given a fresh pair of prison attire, and a cell, where he had a cellmate.

The lad had chocolate brown curly hair styled into a makeshift quiff, and he had jade eyes, and sharp jawline.Louis soon learned the lad's name was Harry and they grew to become mates. They would discuss anything and everything together, and Louis found out Harry had been in and out of prison since he was nine years old. Harry also helped Louis take his mind off of his sisters.

Until one day, when Louis went to court, he was excited that he would be leaving, because they had no exact proof that Louis had done all the things he did. Not only that, he gets to leave along side Harry since Harry coincidentally gets out of prison the same day Louis does, but he also attends court for the case of his four dead sisters.

Just being in the room, discussing the matter, made Louis's heart wrench in pain.

But- the most shocking thing of all for Louis, he found that the two twins, Daisy and Phoebe were cut, stabbed, and shot multiple times, Felicite was beaten to death, and Lottie was raped, strangled, and shot multiple times.

At this news, Louis couldn't hold the tears, and the pain anymore as he sobbed loudly, not caring if Harry was right there.

But what really snapped something in Louis was they revealed that after a long time of going through evidence, and checking over and over again, that the killer was Louis's father. Everyone gasped, as the police came forward to Louis's father, who just sat there with a deadpanned look on his face, but a smirk ghosting his lips.

Louis yelled out in anger, and swung his fist around, it slamming against the side of Louis's father's face.The judge repeated to get Louis off of his father, pounding the gavel on the wooden desk as Louis continued to beat on his father, who just laid there, letting the punches come to him.

The police pulled Louis off of his father, and and handcuffed him, escorting him out of the courtroom.Louis just wasn't able to process it all, yeah, he was, but he refused to. His father called back to him in a mocking tone, but without adding ' Lottie was a good fuck anyways', as the court room doors closed behind him.

Louis sunk to his knees, and cried into them, he cried long and hard, accepting Harry's inviting arms that Harry offered.As Harry held Louis close to him, Harry stroking his hair, the judge tapped the gavel on the desk, signaling court was dismissed.

Louis couldn't bare being by himself, his mother in her little world of cocaine, he didn't have anywhere to go.

He had no aunts or uncles, his grandparents doesn't like him, saying that he's the son of the devil, for doing the things he did, and his father was in prison, well arriving in prison soon.

When Harry was acknowledged about this, he immediately felt bad for Louis, and let him stay with him.Louis and Harry has been staying in a flat together for about three years now. They've both been happy ever since, and Louis has never talked to his mother, and never went to visit his father, but that still didn't help him take his mind off his sisters. He didn't break down crying when he would think of him now, but there would be a dull pang of pain in his chest before it went away.

He would just smile, knowing the four most important people in his life, is in a better place than this fucked up one.

Harry practically changed Louis's life.

Because the very first time Louis stepped into the flat, he felt a heavy weight lift from his shoulders, as if darkness was sitting on them, and finally has risen, and he felt like he could take and breath in, all that he has been missing in his life. Harry convinced him to take his pills, and the voices stopped coming. At first, Louis was scared that if he did, Harry would disappear, thinking Harry was a figment of his imagination too, considering the red apparition floating around in Harry's living room, looked pretty real, but he was sure it wasn't. When Louis did take the pill, a few minutes after, the red apparition was gone, but Harry was still there, reading Louis's reaction to the pills.Louis almost suddenly felt happy, as if he were finally going to do some good in his life, all because of Harry, and he did just that.

Their lives was pretty much perfect, as Louis and Harry would say. They had no one to worry about, but themselves, and Louis was really feeling great, and of course, there always has to be a catch. Because all that perfect came came crashing down when they decided to enroll themselves into school, that's when Louis's life changes in a way he'd never thought it would have.

-.-
Harry's Range Rover pulled into the parking lot of school, as he found a parking space. The truck was so big, it had to take up two parking spaces.I laughed.

" Hazza, you need a smaller car." I unbuckled my seatbelt, and got out, closing the truck door behind me.

" But I like my vehicle." Harry said, walking next to me, slinging his backpack over one shoulder.

" Whatever." I mumbled, glancing around at the teens, laughing and chattering amongst the crowd of students." I feel like an outcast."

" Why? You look like a preppy person. You see that boy over there?" Harry pointed at a scrawny small boy, that had on an ugly green striped white polo shirt, and a pair of baggy jeans, with DC shoes, and glasses that tend to slip down his nose.

I laughed, and nodded."That lad is an outcast. Now," Harry stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at me," Take a look at how you are dressed."I glanced down at my clothes. I chuckled, shaking my head.

" What about how I'm dressed?"

" Are you wearing a polo shirt, and a pair of baggy jeans?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

" I guess not." I shrugged.

" So Lou, put yourself in someone else's shoes, yeah? If you were looking at yourself right now, would you think you look like an outcast? Or since you haven't seen yourself around here, you would think you belong with the preppy people?" Harry asked.

I thought about it. If I were looking at myself, would I think I look like a prep? I mean, what I wear is something people would usually wear. I looked at Harry's clothes. I most certainly wouldn't label Harry an outcast, and I practically look like I dress like a band member from the biggest boy band in history, so why label myself an outcast?People wore Vans. People wore skinny jeans. Some people wore graphic baseball tees. But then again, some outcasts wear clothes like that, so maybe I would label myself based on my looks.I wouldn't exactly call myself fit, or sexy. I mean, I had messy hair, a weird nose, very thin lips, and scruffy stubble, and I sometimes where the same pants about two or three days in a row. But people say otherwise. Some said, they liked my hair. When girls attempt to flirt with me, some of them would tap my nose. Hannah, my ex girlfriend, once told me when we were dating that I had kissable lips, and nobody ever really said anything about my pants.But about my scruffy stubble, people would think I'm a full adult. When Harry and I would be out doing things together, or when it was just me, people would often ask me if I had a cigarette, or if they could buy one off of me. Some drunk lad offered me a drug he smoked called Spice, once.I don't really like it, but if I get compliments, than I am fine with my stubble. I just don't want it to get long enough where birds would have the eerie feeling to lay eggs and nest in it.I probably wouldn't call myself an outcast. Hell, if I were a girl, I'd be all over me like most girls are.

" I-I guess not." I mumbled

." Nope. Either yes or no. No I guesses." Harry responded, crossing his arms over his chest.

I groaned." Yes, Harold Edward Styles. Yes, I would label myself a prep."

" Don't call me that!" He whined, blushing.

I laughed, as we walked through the doors of school.

It was literally jam packed with other students in the hallways.

We finally located the front office, and when we did, we walked in it.We walked up to the desk. The lady sitting at the desk, looked up, and smiled.

She was extremely young. Usually you would see an old lady with a messy grey bun, dull eyes, and way too much lipstick on her lips, but this girl looked about 20 or 21. She was really fit too.

" What can I do for you boys?"
" We're new. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson." Harry responded. The lady's eyes lit up."Oh, Harry and Louis! Welcome! Might I add the both of you are very handsome young men." The lady said. She stood up, and held a hand out to me. "I'm Mrs.Oaks, but call me Terra." I shook her hand, and she offered her hand to Harry, her shaking his.

" It's a pleasure." Harry said, smiling.

" It sure is. Now, follow me." Terra walked into a back room, and Harry looked at me before following her.

I followed them, into another room, that looked like a graphic design room.Terra walked past that room, and into a office where other people were sitting. There were chairs on some ends of the room, and most of the chairs were filled with students.She walked right up to the desk in there, and asked for something, before she received two timetables.

She turned around and smiled, before handing it to us." Here you go. Here's this to help you know your classes, and considering you probably aren't-"

" Can we just see the school now? Jesus..." I mumbled, earning a eye widen from Terra, and a punch to the shoulder from a glaring Harry, yet he attempted to hide a dimpled smile from his lips.

I expected her to look at me, with an angered look on her face, and tell me off, but she did nothing. Just, gulped and bowed her head." S-sorry, umm, I'll get someone to show you around." She scurried off.

" That was rude." Harry mumbled, shaking his head smiling.I just shrugged.

" She's really fit, don't you think?"

" Yeah, she looks like it." Harry responded, looking in the direction of where Terra took off in.

" But did you see how submissive she was bro? She doesn't look that much older than us, you know what I mean?" I nudged Harry with my elbow, smirking, wiggling my eyebrows.

Harry rolled his eyes at me." Absolutely not. I'm not going to let you use that against her."

" Oh come on Haz, she looks like a good fuck anyways! You know you want to." I winked at him.Harry gritted his teeth.

" I want to, but... I don't want to return to how I was."

Right then, Terra came back with a boy. His raven colored quiff stood tall, and his honey brown eyes scanned us, as they approached Harry and I.

" U-uh, boys, this is Zayn. Zayn, meet Harry and Louis."

Zayn smirked, and greeted us with the nod of the head." Ahh, newbies? Good to meet you lads."

" Hey." Harry said, and I just smiled.

" Well, great! I hope you boys get off on a good foot, and Harry and L-Louis... enjoy Tong High School!" Terra slightly smiled, before taking off.

" Alright lads, follow me." Zayn said, walking off. We followed.

" So back to Terra." I say to Harry.

" Lou..." Harry mumbled.

" You like Terra?" I looked at Zayn, who continued to walk.

" Nah, just wanna fuck her is all." I say, with a smirk tugging at my lips.

Zayn chuckled, shaking his head." Man, she really is a good one."

" You fucked her?" Harry asked, staring wide eyed at the back of Zayn's head.

" Oh yeah, plenty of times. I don't let anyone else fuck her though. She's mine." Zayn said.

I groaned." Damn, I guess I'll have to find someone else. Good job though, she's really fit."Zayn laughed

." Thanks mate. Hey Curly," Zayn stopped, and looked at Harry," See any good ones?"Harry's mouth twitched, before he sighed, scanning the area.

" What about her?"Harry pointed at a girl who had blonde wavy hair, and wore a tight pink dress, her ass practically hanging out of the flimsy material, and she wore high-heels. She was fit, but not my type.

" Oh, Hayley? Nah, she's hot, but she's really loose." Zayn said. I laughed loudly." Before I really show you around, want to see someone whose fit, and a virgin?"

" Yes!" Harry and I said at the same time." Well follow me." Zayn smirked, walking again.

-.-

" See that girl over there?" Zayn pointed to a girl, who was walking through the hallways with no one by her side, tugging downwards at the hem of her skirt. Her head was also bowed, so I wasn't able to see her face.

Harry and I nodded." Well, that... mates..." The girl looked up, and my breath hitched in my throat.It's the girl that came out of the woods, and informed me about my sisters." That is Prodigy Teasdale, the fittest, yet most innocent girl in school." I stood there, and watched her in awe.

Her electric blue eyes, her snow white skin, her flawless chestnut-colored hair, the innocent look... there's no denying that's her...

" Everyone wants to shag her, but she pushes everyone away. She's probably tighter than the average virgin. The lads and I always mess with her though. It's hilarious. I heard her mom, is a MILF, too."

" How?" Harry asked, still struck with awe, watching the girl, walk down the hallway.

" How... her mom is a MILF?"" No, how do you lads play around with her?"

" Eh, we just tease her a bit, flirting with her, touching her... It's just funny how she squirms, and blushes and beg for us to stop." Zayn chuckled.

" Can I see you two's timetables?" Zayn asked. Harry and I gave Zayn our time table.

" Curly you have second period with me, and Louis you have third, fourth, and fifth with me, and uhh... yep. So you'll be getting to experience it first." He said, grinning towards Harry.

Harry just nodded.

" Great! So, about that tour..." Zayn trailed off, motioning us to follow.

-.-
" Alright, there's everything there is to see for this school, so welcome, and... I'll be seeing you Curly, in second period." Zayn said, shoving his fists into the pockets of his black pants.

" Bye Zayn." Harry and I said in unison

." Bye." He responded, before walking off.

" I don't like him." Harry said, shaking his head, opening his locker.I opened my locker also.

" Why not? Zayn is ace. He's alright."

" No he is not ace... he's a womanizer." Harry whisper-shouted looking at me.

" He messes around with a poor innocent girl, and he fucks one of the ladies that works here! He invited me to watch that girl be touched, and embarrassed."

" You never know, the lady could force him... and don't judge a book by its cover Harry. Who knows, if you get to know the real him, you may actually like him..." I grabbed my books, shutting my locker.

" Well, I think we took a pretty damn good glimpse of the- real him." Harry spat, slamming his locker shut, storming off leaving me.

-.-

A few lads, and a group of flirty bubbly girls later, I managed to make it to my first period class, Acc English. I sighed, and opened the door of the classroom walking in.The teacher fell silent, as she stared at me. I walked to her desk, ignoring the whispers that built up in the room.

" I'm new."The teacher blinked hard.

" O-ohh huh.." She chuckled." So sorry dear, I'm Miss Smith, and I'm your English teacher. I-"

I scoffed.

" Like I can't see that..." A few students giggled.

Miss Smith sighed." I hope you're not going to be trouble this year." I opened my mouth to respond but she continued." Go take your seat next to..." She squinted her eyes to scan the classroom.

" Eleanor! Raise your hand please!" A hand shot up in the back, and I smiled and followed it.

The hand led me to a girl who was stunningly beautiful. She had big chocolate brown eyes, her wavy hair the same color, and she had a bright smile on her face.I sat next to her.

" Hey love."

" Hi. Can I tell you you're really fit?" She responded.

"Of course, don't wear it out though." She laughed.She outstretched a hand.

" I'm Eleanor."

" So I've heard." I shook it." Wanna tell me your name?"

She asked.Jackass mode on.

" I can't." I said.

" Why not?"

" If I tell you, you'll be screaming it later." I smirked.

I was expecting her to make a face, or call me a prick or twat, as it has happened before, but she just returned my smirk, and raised an eyebrow.

" Oh yeah? Wanna bet?" Before I could say anything, Miss Smith spoke up.

" Eleanor, Louis? Is there anything interesting you two would like to share?"

" Do you want to hear about a hook-up?" I asked, chuckling.

"Louis... I don't think the poor thing knows what a hook-up is." Eleanor mockingly pouted. Everyone laughed.

" S-Stop talking before I send both of you to the headmaster for inappropriate behavior." Miss Smith demanded.

" Jeez, granny don't get your knickers in a twist." Eleanor mumbled, flipping her hair.

" You mean, don't get your diaper in a twist? I mean look at her! She's like 100 years old." Everyone laughed again, and Miss Smith's face grew red in embarrassment, and anger.

" What, you thought she would be walking around with a thong on?" Everyone laughed even more.

" That's it. I've had enough." Miss Smith mumbled, searching around for something.

" We hardly said anything though." Eleanor said to me, meanwhile I just shrugged." Where'd I put that darn clipboard?" Miss Smith asked herself, bending over to look through a tote bag on the against her desk.

At that point, everyone roared with laughter, laughing harder than they have, because when Miss Smith bent over, little did we know, she had a zebra print thong on.

" Haha, Miss Smith is the rejected dancer from the I'm Sexy and I Know It video." I said, laughing.Miss Smith, shot up, and glared straight at me."

Louis! Headmaster's office. Now!" She yelled.Everyone was quiet. I snorted, and stood up, grabbing my books. As I was walking out, I stopped and looked at her." Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah!" I sung, feigning LMFAO's voice.

Everyone laughed again, but before Miss Smith could say anything I ran out.I chuckled to myself, shaking my head, and walked down the empty hallway, attempting to find the headmaster's office. I hummed How To Save a Life by The Fray, as I dragged my fingertips against the rusty lockers, feeling the chipped paint.After walking around in the hallways for what felt like a lifetime, I managed to find a door that had a window at the far top which had 'Headmaster's' in bold black ink.

I opened the door, and looked around, closing it.

The room looked pretty much like a headmaster's office.Someone turned around in the computer chair, and I saw it was a middle aged man,

" Young man, you do not come through that door. That's for teachers and staff only."The man snapped.

I knitted my eyebrows. I want to say something back for him being rude, but I just held my tongue.

" If you're done being rude... can I sit?" I asked.

The man snorted in a mocking way." Sure. Go ahead and sit in the seat your bottom should have place in about 15 minutes ago."

I sat in the chair, and glared at the man." What me and my ass do is none of your godamn business."

The man was about to respond, but someone walked.

I turned around to look at the person who walked in, and it was another man. He was much taller and broader than the other man considering the other guy was small and scrawny.

The tall, broad guy was holding coffee, and looking at the scrawny guy.

" Phil? What are you doing in my seat?" The man spoke, glaring at the I was arguing with that I now learned he goes by Phil.

" N-nothing boss. Tell him kid." Phil looked at me with a pleading look on his face. I grinned duplitciously, and looked at the tall man.

" Phil insulted me, and argued with me instead of doing the simple task with helping me." Phil's eyes grew wide in fear, while the tall guy's eyes narrowed

." Is this true young man?" I nodded.

" Well, thank you for your honesty, and Phil get back to your shift before I give it to someone else."Phil gulped and nodded, getting up, walking out of the room, and closing the door behind him.

The tall man sighed, and set his coffee on the desk, sitting in the chair opposite of me.

" Sorry about him. Also, what do you need?"" It's fine, and huh. I kind of got sent here by Miss Smith." I mumbled, already knowing he is going to write me up.

" Oh really? What'd you do?" The man sat up straight looking at me.

" Nothing much. I just kind of taunted her, and made a classroom disruption."

" Was there anyone else involved?"


" Eleanor." I said.

" Eleanor... Welsh, or Eleanor Calder?"

The man asked." I don't know."

" Does she have brown kind of curly hair, and brown eyes?"

" Yeah!" I said, smiling.

" Oh, Eleanor Calder." He sighed with a smile on his lips.

" She's got quite the mouth on her, I tell ya'. But don't tell anyone, but she's my favorite student."He bent over in his chair to open and drawer of his desk, and rummage through it.

" How?"

" Well, I'm not going into details, but Eleanor and her family has always had the bad hand of things in life. Something good will happen, and just as they're happy something bad happens. Her family was kind of bent and out of shape too. That caused her to do bad things, and not really care- well a lot of people thought she didn't care. When she came to this school I helped her change. So she's my favorite student, because how eager she was to change how she was. She said she's not proud of the things she did. Most people wouldn't even move a muscle at the chance to change their acts, but when Eleanor was siting where you are now, and I announced to her I'm going to help her, she started to cry, and she thanked me. Eleanor is much better now."I stared, listening to every word that came out of his mouth in awe. I'd never think something like that could happen to someone.

I'm glad she's okay." Wow, that's amazing."" It is indeed."

The man nodded his head. He cleared his throat." So, about the incident with Miss Smith..." I gulped.

" I'm not going to do punish you."I gasped, and smiled.

" Really?"The man laughed.

"Yeah, I don't really like Miss Smith anyways, and I can only punish you if you use inappropriate language. Did you?"

I thought." I'm pretty sure I didn't..."

" Well. That's great then. But, as the headmaster of this school, I have to do something because I can't exactly side with you." He thought for a moment.

"Well, I can't really think of anything appropriate... so just stay in here and relax a little, yeah? I'll just say I let you slide since it's your first day."

" Thank you so much, sir." I beamed.

" No problem. You can just hang out a little bit with Terra, yeah? Terra!" The man called.

" What's your name?" I asked him." Mr. Orteese." He said.

" Louis." I said, outstretching a hand to him. He smiled and shook it.Right then, the door opened, and in walked Terra.

" Sir?"

" Please take Louis to your office and please try to entertain him, just for the rest of first block?"Terra looked at me, and I just smirked.

" Of course, sir. Follow me Louis." I sat up, and walked over to Terra.

" Bye Mr. Orteese." I called to him as we walked out of his office.

" Bye Louis, and have a great school year!" Mr. Orteese called back, and that's when the door closed.

" F-follow me." Terra said quietly with her head hung low, trying to cover the obvious blush on her cheeks.

" How old are you?"

I asked her." 19." She responded.

" And how old is Zayn?" Terra noticeably gulped.

" He's 18." She squeaked out.

" And you two fuck?" Terra gasped loudly, and turned around staring wide-eyed at me." H-how did you-"

" Zayn told me... and I know you're all into that submissive shit." I muttered, advancing towards her. She took steps back, until she backed into a wall.I leaned in close to her, letting my breath fan over her face.

" Maybe I should fuck you right now, yeah? Just turn you around, and fuck you into the walls, tugging at your hair, so you can show me how submissive you can get." I murmured, sneaking my hands behind her, giving her bum a rough squeeze.

" W-we can't." She whimpered

." Why, too much people?" I asked, glancing around at the obviously deserted hallway.

" Love, there's no one around, don't you want to do this? The thrill and exciting feeling of someone seeing us at any time?"Her eyes fluttered close, and she let out a shaky breath when it hit me.

" Ooh you're into that too." I roam my hands over the side of her body, exploring it.

" N-n-no. J-just You're t-t-to young..." She said quietly.I stared at her for a second, before throwing my head back, cackling.

" Oh love, no need to worry about that... I'm older than you."Her eyes widened.

" W-what?"

" I'm only 21." I said, grinning.

" Now, about sex." I leaned in, and caught her earlobe in between my teeth. She immediately went to put her hands on my hips.

" Do you want it?"She bobbed her head up and down frantically.

" So bad Louis." She whined. I peppered kisses onto her neck, and she softly gasped when I found the sensitive skin just beneath her earlobe.I chuckled, and sucked harshly on the spot, causing her to let out a shaky moan.

I moved one of my hands down her torso, and slipped my hand underneath her skirt and knickers, feeling her wet and heated core.

" Fuck you're nearly soaked." I moaned breathlessly into her neck, me being semi-hard.I kissed up her next, and sucked just below her jaw, before kissing up more, until I met her lips.
I gave it a peck, before I stepped back, grinning at her.

" W-why did you stop?" She asked.

" Well love, I hate to break it to ya' but I'm not into the submissive type." Her eyes widened.

" I like girls who will put up a fight. But maybe I'll consider fucking you. Just not right now." I snickered, turning around, and walking way from her.

" W-w-wait! Help me Louis! It's not fair!" She called to me, plea evident in her voice.

" Innit'?" I said, tilting my head back to look at her one more time, giving her a sly wink before turning to walk out of the front office, to go take care of my boner.

-.-

" How was your classes going so far?" Harry asked me at lunch, buying his food, giving the cafeteria aide a thank you.

" Meh. I got sent up to the headmaster's office in first period." I shrugged, getting a cheesburger meal.

" Okay, that sounds like you." Harry shook his head.

" Oh, and I nearly fucked Terra." Harry froze, and stared wide-eyed at me.

" Really?"I grinned, and nodded.

" I left her hanging though. Just to tease her."

" Shit, I wouldn't want to be her then. You do have a way with your teasing." I paid for my food, and we found a empty spot next to a group of laughing students. They look like seniors.

" Want to know how my day went so far?"

" If it has anything to do with you aceing a test you just happened to do today, then count me out." I said, taking a bite out of my burger.

" No, I got a few girls' numbers." Harry said proudly, grinning with his dimpled smile placing a couple of ripped pieces of papers with numbers scribbled on them ontop of the table.

" So did I." I responded, setting down my burger, and pulling a number I got out, and setting it on the table too. I looked up to see Harry's reaction just to see the depth of his dimples deepen

." Oh no no no..." I cooed, stuffing my hands back into my pockets.

" Don't get your hopes up Styles." I grabbed all the numbers I got today, and threw them on the table. I threw my head back, and laughed to see Harry's reaction.

When I laughed, the students also sitting at the table looked at me. I immediately quieted down.

" Was that you?" A guy asked.He had a blonde quiff, with his brunette roots on full show, and from here I could tell he had ocean blue eyes.I nodded.A girl spoke up.

" I really like your laugh. It's unique, and you have that type of laugh where when you do... everyone turns to look at where it came from. It's cute."She giggled, and I smiled, and looked down.

" Thank you." I said.

" I'm Barbara." She said." And that's Niall." The guy who talked first waved, and smiled

." I'm Louis. And this is Harry." I motioned towards Harry who gabe them a subtle nod.

" Hey Harry! Did you two know everyone in school is talking about you guys?"

Me and Harry glanced at each other." Really? What are they saying?"

The girl shrugged with a smile.

" They just refer to you guys as the new hot guys. Also, I can tell you know, that girls are doing dibs on you guys, so watch out for them."

Me and Harry laughed." That's cute. We're going to eat now."

" Oh! Of course! Sorry." She said.

" It's fine." I said, simply, going to finish my food.

-.-

When 5th period came, Zayn said that he and his friends were going to mess with her, and I'm sitting in here now, waiting for him to show up.If he said that, then I'm guessing we have 5th period with her.Right then, I saw her walk in.

Like this morning, her head was hung low, her hair covering her face, so I wasn't really able to see it.She sat in the desk on the other side about two seats up, and buried her head in her hands.

The bell rung, and when it did, that's when Zayn came in, along with I guess his friends.

He sat right in the back of her desk, and kicked her seat causing her to squeak and jump.

He smirked at me, and flicked his eyes to her, then back to me, and wriggled his eyebrows.

I stiffled a laugh.

Where's the teacher?

He reached his hands around her chair, and her, and squeezed her breasts, causing her to
squeak once again.

" P-please stop." She shakily whispered.

" But darling..." Zayn leaned forward and placed his mouth next to her ear." What if I don't want to?"

Fifth block is going to be interesting.

Notes

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