(Enemies to Lovers)
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"I need to talk to you." Is all Harry says before grabbing Louis' wrist and practically yanking him away. Louis makes a not so masculine noise and glances behind him just to see that his friends couldn't care less that he's about to get murdered.
"Listen Harry, I was just messing around, there's no reason to start a physical fight. I mean — I'm only five nine and you're, like, seven feet tall, I couldn't possibly win against you. I still have a life to live, I have a family that cares about me. If you're gonna murder me, can you at least wait until I finish college? That's the least you could do." Louis rambles as Harry drags him all the way to the locker rooms. Harry just ignores him.
"If you beat me up you'll probably get kicked off the team — " Louis words are muffled by Harry's lips pressing into his own.
Or the one where Louis and Harry hate each other, but a little bit of petty arguing and subtle violence isn’t very good at hiding how they really feel.