A/n: ^charles^ . i loveeee simu irl but he just fits how i wanted charles to look like.
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"S-Sorry" i stutter out, and then i try to walk away but Charles grabs my arm.
"oh well look who it is" He says, "styles, what the fuck do you think you are doing."
"I-I-I was J-Just trying to walk to my c-car I-I didn't s-see you i'm so s-sorry" i say, mentally slapping myself for fucking stuttering over all of my words.
"well why don't you get the fuck out of my way before I make you regret ever living" he says, before leaning closer to my ear and whispering "faggot".
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I walk out of the meet and greet, tired out of my mind from being overworked by simon. I stumble my way over to the tour bus and hop in, excited when i hear my mate nialls laugh echoing around the walls. i walk in and see niall and liam sitting on the floor, having a good laugh.
i walk up to them and plop dow next to niall.
"how was the show tommo" liam asks
"good, good, untill i had too see simon afterwards."
"i dont understand that mans problem." my irish lad says.
"me either mate. me either."
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as i walk into my house i hear my mums voice echo around the house, along with jakes. I dont want to even look at either of them now, and i doubt they want to look at me, so i run upstairs to my bedroom.
i walk through my room straight into my bathroom, where i look for my razor.
when i find it, i slide it across my wrists, for being clumsy stupid ugly and a fag. by the time i am done i start to feel light headed so i go and collapse on my bed.
A/N: what are your thoughs on the story so far? im sorry for not updating, i have been stressed with school. i hope that everyone is well, love,
- Gem
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