After (Larry Version)

~*Chapter 13*~

"The rest of the weekend goes quickly and I manage to avoid seeing Harry. When I head out early Sunday to go shopping, I leave before he can come to the room, and I return after he's apparently left.
The new clothes I get fill up my small dresser, but as I put them away Harry's obnoxious voice plays in my head: You know we are going to a party, not church.

I suspect he'd say the same about these new outfits, but I've decided that I am no longer going to be going to parties with Nick, or anywhere that Harry may be. He isn't good company and bickering with him is exhausting.
Finally it's Monday morning, my first day of college classes, and I couldn't be more prepared. I wake up extra early to make sure I can take a shower without boys around and not be rushed. My white button-up shirt and khaki's are perfectly ironed and ready to be put on. I get dressed, pin my hair, and put my bag over my shoulder. I'm about to leave about fifteen minutes early, to ensure that I won't be late when Nick's alarm goes off. He hits the snooze button, but I wonder if I should I wake him. His classes may start later than mine, or maybe he isn't planning on going. The idea of missing the first day of classes stresses me out, but he is a sophomore, so maybe he has it under control."

"With one last glance in the mirror, I head to my first class. Studying the campus map proves to have been a good idea, and I find my first building within twenty minutes. When I walk into my freshman history class the room is empty, except one person.
Since this person obviously cares about being on time, too, I sit next to him. He could be my first new friend. "Where is everyone?" I ask, and he smiles. His smile alone puts me at ease.
"Probably running across campus to barely make it here on time," he jokes, and I instantly like him. That's exactly what I was thinking. And am surprised that he has British accent.  This must be where everyone from the UK comes to go UNI.
"I'm Louis Tomlinson," I say and give him a friendly smile."

"Liam Payne," he says with an equally adorable smile as the first one. We spend the rest of the time before class talking. I find out that he's an English major, like me, and he has a boyfriend named Niall. Liam doesn't mock me or miss a beat in our easy conversation when I tell him that Elijah is a grade below me. I decide now that he is someone whom I would like to see more of. As the class begins to fill, Liam and I make a point to introduce ourselves to the professor."

"Afterward, as the day continues, I begin to regret taking five classes instead of four. I rush to my British Literature elective thanking God it's the last class of the day and barely make it on time. I am relieved when I see Liam sitting in the front row, the seat next to him empty.
"Hey again," he says with a smile as I sit down.
The professor begins the class, handing out the syllabus for the semester and giving a brief introduction about himself, what led to him to become a professor, and his excitement for the topic. I love that college is different from high school and the professors don't make you stand in front of the class and introduce yourself or do any other embarrassing and unnecessary things."

"In the middle of the professor explaining our reading lists, the door creaks open and I hear myself groan as Harry stumbles into the classroom.
"Great," I say under my breath sarcastically.
"You know Harry?" Liam asks. Harry must have quite the reputation around the campus if someone as sweet as Liam knows of him.
"Sort of. My roommate is friends with him. He's not my favorite person," I whisper.
As I do so, Harry's green eyes lock on mine, and I worry that he's heard me. What would he do if he had? But, honestly, I don't care if he did it's not like he isn't aware that we don't care for each other.
I find myself curious about what Liam knows about him, though, so I can't help but ask, "Do you know him?"

"Yeah... he's..." He stops talking and turns slightly to look behind us. I look up and see Harry sliding into the desk next to me. Liam stays quiet for the rest of the class, keeping his eyes focused on the professor the entire time.
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"THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY. I will see you all again on Wednesday," Professor Hill says and dismisses us."

"I think this will be my favorite class," I tell Liam as we walk outside, and he agrees. But his face falls when we realize Harry is walking next to us.
"What do you want, Harry?" I ask, giving him a taste of his own medicine. It doesn't work, or I don't have the right tone for it, because all he seems is amused.
"Nothing. Nothing. I'm just so glad we have a class together," he says mockingly and runs his hands through his hair, shaking it and pushing it up on his forehead. I notice an oddly shaped infinity symbol tattooed just above his wrist, and he lowers his hand as I try to study the surrounding ink.
"I'll see you later, Louis ," Liam says, excusing himself.
"You would find the lamest kid in class to befriend," Harry says as he watches him go.
"Don't say that about him; he's a sweet guy. Unlike you." I'm shocked at my harsh words. He really brings out the worst in me.
Harry turns back to me. "You're becoming more feisty with each chat we have, Lewis."
"If you call me Lewis one more time..." I warn and he laughs. I try to picture what he would look like without his tattoos and piercings. Even with them, he's very attractive, but his sour personality ruins him.
We begin walking along back in the direction of my dorm and get about twenty steps when all of a sudden he shouts out, "Stop staring at me!" turns a corner, and disappears down a pathway before I can even think of a response."

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AN-As you can see my changes involved Niam, I don't remember when Landon girlfriend makes an appearance but if Niam is something you would like to see more of possibly some smut let me know. Please vote and give me some feedback.