Scars fade, don't they?

Green eyes

Louis wakes up, its Monday. Fuck he thinks, another day. Another week. Every week is the same, working from 10-16. It's s not much, but still makes him super tired.
He spends another five minutes on his phone before going up, nothing new in the news. Or at least nothing special, a robbery at the jewellery store. Which gets robbet every two months. Or a drug dealer getting caught isn't unusual either here.

When he stands up he feels dizzy, he grabs the nearest object and stands there until he feels steady on his feet. His feets are cold. Super cold. He blames the November weather.
Its his birthday soon, he turns 24. He wishes he was still 18 and spending nights with boys he didn't know, he hated it but loved it at the same time.

Louis gets dressed fast, no glancing in the mirror. He knows how he looks, he doesn't need to get reminded everyday.
After that he brushes his hair, it's stiff from yesterdays hairspray. And he drowns his hair again with a coat of it. But he likes it that way.
The mirror is small, it only shows his face. But he never looks at his face, only at his hair. That's the only thing he likes. Sometimes.

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At work he meets Niall, his best friend. They met at work. They been working together for two years soon, he finds Niall super lovely. He always makes Louis laugh, he loves it. He don't think he would be staying at that Café if it wasn't for Niall. honestly.

" And guess what Louis! He didn't even remember my name " Niall is explaining his weekend problems, how he went on a date with a girl who's father didn't know his name after meeting him for the fourth time.

" That sounds horrible Niall " Louis laughs a little, he can feel his body scream in pain. Every moment it's just pain. He keeps ignoring it.

" All I can say is, yes it was horrible " he says with a laugh.

" Boys keep working " Simon shouts from the kitchen, he looks at both of the boys with a grind.

Both Louis and Niall returns to their duty, Louis is the cashier today. It's okay he thinks, could been worse. Like working in the kitchen with Simon. And all the food.
He throws up a lil in his mouth, just saliva comes up.

He gets interrupted with the bell ringing, a customer. Great. First of the day.

When Louis meets the customers eyes he can't stop but freeze, their eyes are so green. Greener than the grass, he has never seen such green eyes.
His stomach is now filled with butterflies, instead of in pain.
It feels like he's flying behind the counter, angel voice is heard.

" Hello- "

Louis is now realizing the boy is now talking to him, he can't hear a word thought. He is so concentrated in watching the boys facial structure, his jaw is sharp. His nose is wiggling as he talks, he has a little mole on his cheek. And his lips, so pretty. The perfect shade of red, he loves it.

" How can I help you " Louis finally snaps back, he brings a smile on the boys face.

" Do you sell those cakes with a bow on it? Do you know what I'm talking about? I suck at explaining " the boy ask, he draws a bow with his fingers and then puts his hand into his pockets.

Louis thinks for a moment and then knows what the boy want.

" oh yes we do! Want any text on it? " Louis ask. He nods.

" Yeah, can I please have Happy birthday? " he ask shyly.

" Of course "

Louis takes the cake from the counter, he wonder why the boy asked if they selled those cakes when they're right in-front of his nose.
He laughs quietly, picks up the glazer and writes what the boy wants. Wonder who's birthday it is he thinks.

It doesn't take more than a minute to do the task he is asked for, he puts the cake into a nice package. It's when he's trying to unfold the package he starts to struggle, fuck.
He can't mess up now, not infront of the boy. It would be so embarrassing, not as he has a chance on that boy either way but he could at least make a good impression.

The package looks awful, he is soon in tears. But he can't cry infront of a customer, thats against their rules. The rules that no one follows anyway but all sudden Louis cares alot about them.

" Gosh I'm so sorry about the package, do you want a new one? " Louis is shaking, his hands are at least.
The boy noticed it for sure, it has never been this obvious.

" No it's fine, it's all fine " the boy smiles at Louis, it hurts so much.

Louis can feel his chest hurting, its so red underneath that black Tshirt. He has never been so grateful that he didn't pick his V neck today. He would been fucked.

The boy pays and disappears, the day goes past and Louis is now walking home from work. It's raining, he's been holding in tears after what happened today. It's nothing bad at all, but he just wants to curl up in his bed and cry. Maybe hurt himself too. He deserves it, he can't do anything nice. He always ruins it, thats why he's all alone.

Well not all alone, he has a cat. He never sees that cat anyways so that's why he's alone. Jay, or Johanna. Louis mom, got Lisa. When Louis moved out so he ain't alone, but he still is.

He opens the door to his apartment and it's dark, of course it's dark. The lights are off, as he turns them on he finds himself surprised. Lisa is laying on the couch, sleeping. As usual. But it's usually in Louis wardrobe or under the bed.

He smiles and walks up to Lisa, she wakes up and yawns at him.

" Hi baby, sleeping good? "

She curls herself up in a ball and falls asleep again, Louis watches her for a while. He loves cats, he truly does but he hates how distant Lisa is. He wishes she could stay in his bed, cuddling. Or maybe play some. But all she does now is sleep, he doesn't blame her tho. If he had the chance to sleep all day he would.

Sorry, probably so many grammar mistakes and slangs. I haven't edited it oops. Bye