I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 24

Dedicated to my girlfriend...i love you. (All the chapters from now on are all dedicated to her because she is the lucky charm that got this ff to so many reads! And thank you all so much for reading and supporting this).

#*

....What.The. Fuck!??? Lou??....

Louis's POV:

This is ridiculous! And certainly unfair! I mean what the hell!? Why? Why do I have to do this!? I don't want to....but obviously I don't have a choice. Ms. Bee is not someone to just let it slide. She's strict and I have to score good in this assignment. As hard as it was for me to study and prepare this short essay, I had to nail it. Not because I was getting failed but because I wanted to. And it's just Literature, how hard can it be....right?

After two hours of studying, it all seemed pointless to me. I had taken the help of the examples provided by Ms. Bee, but aibwas regreting that decision now. Like why does he need to say it in so many words? Can't he just confess that she loves her!? Why he needs to describe everything? Love is weird...like why not keep it simple and practical? What's so special about being in love? I was racking my brain to be flexible and bear this absolutely incomprehensible tomfoolery, but honestly it was getting hard. Also, my mind was constantly drifting away to think about Harry and Niall. Like, couldn't he have  just completed it sometimes else? Did he have to go today only? Damn I was excited to tease him and on top of it, this test..I mean, Harry could have helped me if he wanted to. But obviously Niall is more important. I mean they are both probably being all giggly and laughy. Harry looks cute while laughing....but not when he laughs around that Irish lad. I took a pause from thinking and my mind automatically goes, No! I am not jealous! Hell no! This is just the fact that I have to study literature. It's not Harry! I don't care where he is or who is he with! Why would I? Focus on this excerpt Louis! I shook my head and tried reading the whole paragraph once again when Harry entered through the door. I look at him and he is just standing there frozen like he had seen a ghost.

"What?" I ask him casually and dive down back to read.

When an answer doesn't come from him, I look upto him and find him standing there in the exact same frozen stare.

"What!?" I ask him a little concerned. Is he alright? Did Niall and him had a really good time and now the sadness is hitting him?

"You- you are studying..." He stutters in shock.

"Yeah...so?" I look down at my books and notes. What is so shocking about that?

"I mean....I haven't ever seen you study so.." He tried to hold in his so obvious laughter.

"That's really humiliating to be honest" I scoffed at him and he burst into laughter. He really thought I don't study ow what? He threw his bag on the couch and plopped down on the next couch to mine.

"You really thought I don't study did you?" I asked faking the most hurt look I had in me. As soon as I made that face, his expressions immediately changed. It was like he was feeling guilty and I had to use all my power not to smile watching him like this. He started explaining that he didn't mean it in that way but he was just joking. I watched him as he tried to explain why exactly he was shocked. God, he is a dumbass isn't he. I couldn't hold it in much longer as I laughed hard. He was confused obviously.

"I was just teasing you, you dumbass.. like you were teasing me" I laughed watching his expressions change from feeling sorry to glaring at me.

"What are you studying anyways.." He asked me, scooting closer to me to see the books better. I immediately hid the notebook because I honestly didn't want him to see my interpretations. I knew he would laugh reading whatever I have written.