MONEY - Larry Stylinson Soulmate AU ✓

· Chapter 2 ·

Word Count: 1357

Edited

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"Get out of my store, freak!" Yelled the woman, "take a fucking shower! You're scaring off my costumers with your god awful stench!"

Louis scurried out of the shop, tears pooling in his eyes and his cheeks reddening from humiliation.

Passerby-ers glanced at him, but didn't do anything to help him, which made him sad.

He left the store, and instead, went back to the park he always slept at for the past years.

He still had half a bag of crisps from yesterday, and 3/4 of his soda.

He sat on the park bench he sleeps under, and grabbed the food out of his bag.

His stomach rumbled with hunger, so he began eating the rest of his crisps.

He had to pour them into his mouth since he hadn't washed his hands in a few hours.

He finished the crisps, throwing the bag into the trash next to the bench, before he began taking small sips of soda, as if he was back in church, sipping the wine.

He had always wanted to drink the whole chalice of wine when he was little, but didn't want to cause a scene or disappoint his mum, so he never did.

Once there was only half a bottle left, Louis reluctantly put the sweet drink back into his bag, knowing that the next time he would drink it, all the carbonation would be gone.

But he had to saver it.

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That night, he was laying under the bench again, his blanket pulled up to his chin, and his backpack behind his legs, against the back of the bench.

He used a mound of dirt as his pillow.

He wasn't tired at all, so he was drawing designs in the dirt - dicks, boobs, big butts, the usual.

He was very childish, but it kept him relatively happy, so he didn't mind his immaturity.

Besides, it was only him. So he didn't have to worry about other people judging him.

As he was drawing the left butt cheek on a stick figure, a text appeared in his mind for the second time.

Your soulmate has given you: 10 dollars

Holy shit!

That means Louis now has 15 dollars!

He grabbed his backpack as quick as he could, grabbing his wallet out of it and opening it up, looking in to see the five ones that had been there, as well as a ten.

He took the ten out, studying it in satisfaction.

It had been so long since he had seen a big bill like this.

Usually, he only had fives or ones.

He grabbed two ones out of his wallet, putting the ten back, before he closed his eyes, sending the money to his soulmate.

When he felt the money disappear from his hand, he opened his eyes, seeing the two dollars now gone.

Now, he had 13 dollars.

He could definitely buy hand sanitizer.

As Louis was falling asleep that night, he saw more words appear in his mind, but couldn't comprehend whether it was real or a dream;