The Change-part 3

Chapter 3

"Finally, last lesson..." I murmured and picked up my phone, walked to the door. I headed to the English class, swearing to the education system about how it sucks. I found an empty seat and sat there, waited for the bell.

The door opened and he entered in a rush, Louis. His hair was in a mess, I guess he ran through the corridors to find this classroom. Anyways he was looking so damn hot with this hair style. When he saw me, his face lightened and he flashed a smile. Well, I was happy as he was because you know...whatever.

"Hey there babe, would you mind?" he asked, pointing the empty seat next to mine.

"Of course no, come here Louis." I smiled.

"It's great to know someone in this class, otherwise I just sit there awkwardly and you can guess that it's so...awkward." he tried to finish his sentence and sighed.

"Now that sentence was awkward, I must admit." I pointed out and laughed.

"Whatever you say ma'am." he said and I giggled. I was laughing at the first day of school?! Things are getting weird.

"Why so formal Mr.?" I asked, trying to sound serious between my laughter.

"That's because I admire you my lady." he kept on acting.

"Oh that's so kind of you Mr., thanks for the compliment."

"Crystal..." he stopped acting. "that was not a compliment, that was the reality."

"Thank you" I murmured and blushed.

"Aww...there you are, blushing like a tomato again."

"Stop it Louis..."

"But you're cute!" he protested.

"I'll pretend like I didn't hear that." I joked.

"And why's that?"

"Cause it will make me blush more...anyways, I liked you hair like that, try to make it look like this everyday." I tried to change the topic.

"It's messy..." he ran his fingers through his hair. "You're sure it looks okay? Or are you just trying to change the topic?"

"Umm...okay, you got me...but I really think it looks hot." I confessed.

"Hot? Oh if you're serious with that, I'll make it like this every single day. Because you know, looking hot is a must these days." he joked too.

"Miss Pearce and Mr?..." Mrs. Dean called us.

"Tomlinson, ma'am." Louis answered.

"Miss Pearce and Mr. Tomlinson, can you please tell us why you're talking and laughing so hard that it interrupts my class?"

"Well ma'am that's because I have an irresistible urge to speak and it seems like nobody can stop me, even Crystal. It's obvious that she was trying to make me shut up. So please don't insult her, insult me." Louis said in a serious way as the rest of the class started giggling to his wisely thought answer, including me.

"Oh so..." Mrs. Dean couldn't find anything to say and stuttered. "Please don't talk..."

"Yes ma'am!" Louis shouted and smirked without showing to her.

"Oh my god, that was So good Lou." I whispered. "Did you see the look on her face? It was fabulous!" I congratulated him as he just continued smirking. In fact I hate smirking but when he did this...even smirking was looking good in him.

"Good job mate, welcome to our school." said the boy sitting behind us, grinning. He gave his hand to shake Louis'. He is the most popular boy in this school, Zayn Malik, head of his 'tough guys' crew who I hate almost the most in this fucking school.

-TA DAAAA, from now on, we have our "Bradford Bad Boi" in this story!!-