Fire And Ice L.S

Chapter 7

Harry: (eyes widen; looks at Louis).
Louis: (gets up; sits next to Harry).
Harry: Um... (turns to Ziam who are in their own world; turns back).
Louis: (doesn't dare look at Harry; rubbing his gloves).
Ms.Flack: Alright get to know your partners a bit. You still have (checks time) fifteen minutes left.
Louis: (still unbothered).
Harry: (decides to speak) Look. I know you hate me, but... I really need this... for that competition. (scratches his head awkwardly) So...
Louis: (looks at him) Okay.
Harry: Good. Well um let's start with some questions.
Louis: (huffs) Okay fine. Um... What's your favourite color?
Harry: (gives him a weird look) Dude, seriously?
Louis: (crosses his arms) Hey don't judge. You can tell a lot about a person by knowing their favourite color.
Harry: Oh really... (thinks) Well then, you go first.
Louis: Well my preferences change from time to time.
Harry: Okay... Well what's your favourite color right now.
Louis: (looks at him straight in the eye) Um... green.
Harry: (is slightly taken aback; looking into Louis' eyes; leaning forward subconsciously) Really? Mine's blue.
Louis: (also leaning) Good...
Harry: (suddenly gets aware; coughs awkwardly; sits straight) Um..
Louis: (looks down).
They sit like that till the bell rings.
Harry: Um... I guess we'll have to meet up for this.
Louis: (awkward) Yeah.
Harry: We can discuss after school... you know... like where to meet up and all.
Louis: (looks at him, confused).
Harry: You're staying for extra hours, right? Mr.Winston? (raises an eyebrow).
Louis: (remembers) Ohh... that... (nods) Right. I'll be there.
Harry: (gets up quickly and leaves) Okay bye.
Louis: (after he's gone) Bye.

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Lunch:

Niall: (rambling) -You know. She was like you should come to my place and then I was like (dramatically) No fuckin way!
Zayn: (snickers) Opportunity knocks the door once, man.
Niall: And I'm so, not opening that door.
Harry: I don't think she's creepy mate.
Niall: (gives him a look) Seriously?
Harry: I mean... (tries to explain) ya know...
Niall: (raises an eyebrow).
Harry: (sighs) Okay fine ,she is a little creepy. (Sternly) But that does not make her a bad person.
Niall: (scoffs) And you're just saying this cause she blew you off, thrice.
Harry: (shrugs) Maybe.
Liam: Or maybe he's just saying this cause many find him creepy.
Harry: (offended) Excuse me Liam?
Zayn: Guys, are you seeing this?
Niall: Is that- (furrows his eyebrows) Mike and the new kid?
Harry: (looks where he is pointing).
Liam: Hmm. Weird.
Niall: Look! He's taking him to their table.
Zayn: (shrugs) Maybe he just wanted to be nice.
Niall: (incredulous) Are you kidding me? We've known them for almost our entire lives and I'm pretty sure they've never been nice.
Liam: Well unless they want something.
Zayn: Maybe Mike has an eye on that kid.
Harry: (shakes his head) Nah. The kid's not his type.
Niall: Yeah, plus he's totally into you.
Harry: (gives him a look).
Niall: What?? Mike's been into you since we were like thirteen.
Harry: (rolls his eyes) Into my body you mean...
Niall: (sarcastic) Well you're such a saint, aren't you?
Harry: I may not be a saint but I've got class.
Liam: (changing the topic) Or... they wanted a fifth member. For Renaissance.
Zayn: (sarcastic) Wow haven't they hit the jackpot.
Liam: That's why it doesn't make any sense. 5Sos will surely wanna win this thing. Why choose him then?
Harry: Well one thing's for sure. (Looks around; Sees most people sitting in fives) We're late.
Niall: (also looks around; something catches his eye) I'll be back guys.
All three turn to look what he's doing.
Niall: (comes back in bullet speed).
Liam: (raises an eyebrow) What just happened?
Niall: You'll see.
Harry: (looks at 5sos table)