Louis was your enemy ever since you guys met, as your parents were friends. He is tall, handsome, and pretty popular with the girls in your school and has decent grades. You, on the other hand, were a beautiful and a smart student, always getting good grades. In other words, you're a school topper.

Present time

It was currently dismissal and you just put your books back in your locker. You were on your way back to the classroom, until you saw your boyfriend making out with the girl you hated the most.

You stood there, watching them. You knew he had some red flags, but you chose to ignore them. Tears forming in your eyes, feet numb, not a word came out from you.

You turned around and just ran in the empty halls, not stopping until you bump in someone. Feeling the leather jacket you looked up slightly, and guess who it was. Louis.

"Damnit... let me go..." You said, though you were the one holding him.

"You're the one holding me." Louis said dryly and slightly lifted your chin up, seeing your teary eyes.

"Why the hell are you crying?" He asked, wiping away your tears. As much as he would love to take this chance and smack you as a joke, he knows he'll only get on your bad side and you'd beat him up.

For a little context, he knew about your boyfriend cheating on you but didn't say anything since you would've blamed him and hated him even more.