"He is so gay." I heard one of the football players whisper to another. I'm kind of used to hearing the ugly comments.
Doesn't mean I like them. But, who doesn't pick on a guy like me? I'm not gay. But you might not want to ask my flower crown. Okay... maybe I am. But I don't want anyone else to pick on me.
I walk to my locker before grabbing my books. My next class is Drama. I know, gay, but there is a really cute... guy. I'm not helping am I? His name is Louis Tomlinson. He has not short, not long, light Brown hair. And his eyes... oh, his eyes, they were so blue. I quickly stopped myself from thinking of a guy who doesn't even know I exist.
Louis P.O.V
"Bye Zach!" I wave to my best mate.
He waves back at me as the boys walk off. Here I go, walking to drama. I really hope the curly hair, flower crown wearing, flower princess, boy is there. I feel a smile tug on my lips. I take a deep breath as I reach the doors to the class.
"Um...hello." I hear a barely whisper from behind me.
I turn around and see Harry, the curly hair, flower crown wearing, flower princess boy. I smile at him.
"H-Hello." God, why am I stuttering?
"I have to..." he trails off as I notice I am standing right where he needs to go.
"Oh... right." I move over. He smiles at me.
"Bye." He blushes. I smile at him as I see his flower crown for today, has a few colors in it, pink, yellow, green, and red.
"I like your crown." I whisper more to myself.
"What? Did you say something?" He asks me as he looks at me.
"No... it's nothing."
He nods and walks into the class room. Great going Louis, way to be creepy. I mentally face palm myself. It's going to be a long year.
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