My New Teacher [Larry - Student/Teacher] *Completed*

Chapter 8

"Louis!" my mom shouts and I go downstairs.

"What?!" I ask, my hair still wet because I just showered.

"You don't have school today." she says smiling.

"Why?" I ask.

"It's too hot outside." she says and I smile.

One side of me is happy that there's no school of course, but I like to watch Harry while he explains something or writes on the blackboard. I love to look at him and then stay with him in the break.

"Ok." I say and go back into the bathroom.

I dry my hair and style it into a quiff. Then I take my phone and see two new messages.

"No school, want to come over? - Harry"

"Of course! I just have to get ready and discuss with my mom. - Louis."

"Alright :D Tell me when you're here. - Harry."

"No school! Do you already have plans or are you free today? - Zayn"

"Sorry I just told Harry that I'll go over to him. - Louis"

"Oh that's alright, but El makes a poolparty today and maybe you want to go there. - Zayn"

"I know, she told me thousand times. I'll see if I go there. - Louis"

"You know that you can't bring Harry with you, right? - Zayn"

"Of course. - Louis"

"Ok have fun. - Zayn"

"You too. - Louis"

I put my phone away and go into the living room where my mom is sitting.

"Mom?" I ask and she humms in response.

"Can I go to Harry?" I ask and she rolls her eyes.

"Why do you always want to spend time with your teacher? It's like he's your boyfriend." she says and I swallow.

"What?! My boyfriend?! That's hiliarious!" I say, laughing.

"Wait a minute." she says and raises her eyebrow.

"Louis Tomlinson, are you dating your teacher?" she asks and I swallow again.

"N-no." I say.

"You're lying." she says.

"No I'm not." I say.

"You stuttered which means you're lying." she says.

"No." I say.

"I know you for 20 years now... I can tell when you're lying." she says and I sigh.

"Ok you're right. Harry and me are dating." I say, looking at the ground sighing.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Then I would've at least understand why you always want to spend time with him." she says.

"So it's ok for you?" I ask, looking at her now.

"No." she says.

"But mom!" I say.

"You can't date your teacher!" she says.

"But I love him." I yell.

"Stop yelling! I don't want to discuss this now." she says.

"Mom that's not fair! You can't tell me who I'm allowed to love! And he's only two years older!" I yell, tears in my eyes.