It's the last period and Harry is having math while Louis is in biology class. A smile appears on his face when he hears the bell. Finally school is over and he can just chill out with Louis all night. Harry goes to his locker and puts his books away. When Louis isn't there after ten minutes he takes his phone, seeing that he got a message from his friend.

Hey Haz, I have to stay half an hour longer. My teacher is going to explain me an assignment that I have to do because I missed last weeks classes without showing a doctor's note. Do you want to wait for me or should I ask Zayn to bring you home? Xx -L

I'll wait for you outside. I'll be next to your car xx -H

Harry puts his phone in his pocket and zips his bag pack. He walks outside but turns around when he hears his name.

"Harry!"

Blood starts to boil inside of Harry's body and he really has to try his best not to hit the person that is talking to him.

"Go away, Tristan."

"Hey, what's up? I thought we were getting along last week, you know..."

"I said go away. What are you even doing here?"

"I'm here to pick up my sister from school, no biggie."

There is fire in Harry's eyes. He doesn't want Louis to see the boy that has hurt him. He needs to make sure Tristan leaves.

"I suggest you drive around the corner and text your sister that you are waiting there for her."

"I think I am allowed to be here. Harry, what's wrong?"

"You tell me, paedophile."

Tristan's eyes are widening now and his jaw is dropping.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Cut the act. I will make sure to break the other part of your head if you don't leave now." Harry's tone is dangerous but for some reason it doesn't influence the older boy at all. He doesn't seem fazed.

"Maybe I should go inside and check where my sister is. I might say hello to Louis well, it's been a long time." Tristan smirks at Harry.

Harry, who is a really easy going person, can't control himself anymore. He grabs Tristan by the collar of his shirt and slams him against the wall.

"Oh, manhandling. That's hot. Wish I had you to play with instead of little Louis." Smirk still plastered on his face.

And something in Harry's head just snaps.

"I don't believe in violence. But I happily break my morals for you." Harry forms his hand into a fist and connects it with Tristan's jaw. When he falls down on the floor he gives him another kick.

"Don't you dare to put one more step in a place where Louis might be. Don't even think about coming near him. I will end you. Leave him the fuck alone, you sick fucker. Now I'm going inside and I'm going to distract Louis for another 30 minutes. That's the time you have left here. If you are not gone by then I will make you regret being born. You better be booking your ticket out of the country when I'm back."

Harry has never done something like that before, but he can't help but being protective over the smaller guy. He is so vulnerable and he can't have Louis see Tristan. He can't see him cry again. He wants to hurt Tristan so much more, because what he has done now isn't even half of the things he has done to Louis. He isn't even half going through the pain that Louis went through and still is going through. This person has scarred Louis for life and it makes Harry so angry.

Tristan groans while standing up.

"I wasn't planning to stay here anyway. I'm leaving next week. There was no need to punch me only for picking up my sister from school."

"You very well know that was not the reason I punched you. You deserve way worse."

"Tristan? Omg Tristan!" Stephanie runs towards her brother and gives him a worried look. "What happened? Don't tell me we have to go back to the hospital. You are bleeding! Your wound is open again!"

"It's fine, Steph." He fake smiles. "Let's just go now, yeah? We'll check it out at home."

"Did you do this?" the red head turns to Harry.

"I am proud to say that yes I did. Also you have to stop spreading rumours about Louis trying to kill Tristan. It's a fucking lie and you know it. It was only an accident."

Stephanie wants to slap Harry, the girl fuelled by anger but her brother stops her.

"It's fine, Steph. We had a little argument, it's okay. Let's just go home, yeah. We have to spend some more time together. I'm leaving again in a few days."

"Are you? Tris... You said you were here to stay." Stephanie's eyes are tearing.

"He is not. Now go." Harry snaps.

Stephanie wants to say something to Harry but her brother pulls her back, stepping into the car. Stephanie puts her middle finger up to Harry, only having the result that Harry rolls his eyes. He looks around, luckily there is no Louis yet. Harry decides to walk over to the biology classroom and wait there for him.

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"Hey, Hazza! I thought you would wait by the car." Louis walks out of the classroom and hugs the curly lad.

"It was a bit cold outside. Which assignment do you have to do?"

"Something boring, don't even remember it anymore." He chuckles, making Harry smile as well.

"Here, give me your books. I'll carry them." Harry stretches his arm, ready to take over Louis' books, until Louis notices something.

"Haz, there is blood on your hand. Are you okay?"

Harry quickly pulls his hand away, putting it behind his back.

"Yeah, I'm fine Lou. Want to grab ice cream before going home?" he changes the subject.

"It's middle of December, Hazza and it's literally freezing. Do you really want ice cream."

"It's never to cold for ice cream, Lou. Drop your books and lets go.

A smile appears on Louis' face when he watches the curly boy and the butterflies in his stomach are waking up again as well. He might have to accept that maybe he isn't really into boys, but he is definitely into Harry Styles...