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Louis locked his Ferrari and walked to his College, everyone staring at him or his car, or both really. It seemed like a normal routine for Louis everyday, getting out of his expensive car, wearing expensive clothes and walking to Collage with a bright, fake smile on his face.

The soft breeze of the weather blew, making his hair swift to the side. He didn't bother fixing it though, he knows it looks nice, as his hair is naturally messy anyway.

He walked through the automatic door, mumbling a few 'hello' here and there to his classmates. He knows they don't like him that much, he knows that they only want him for his money. He knows all of this but chose not to think about it too much.

He just wants one real friend. Is that too much to ask for?

It's funny. You would think that a rich kid in his 19 years of age would be all cocky and getting all the girls. Often partying every night or better, hosting them.

But no. Louis was none if the above. He likes reading, painting and he absolutely adores singing. If you took one glance at him, you would think that he is one of those snobby rich kid. And honsetly, Louis hates being labeled as 'the rich kid' he just wants to be normal.

But of course. He can't show that. He has to be high and mighty for everyone. He is literally a fake.

It's funny how nobody cares about him. He is really adorable. The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles and his beautiful teeth shows. His eyes. They twinkle and shine, they could make someone's day jut by looking at them. He would blush tremendously when someone compliments him and he would go all cutesy and shy. And his hands. His tiny, tiny hands. He could barely hold his iPhone with his hand let alone hold his school books.

"Alright class settle down," Ahh, that's Mr. Higgins, Louis' favourite Music teacher. He was probably the only teacher that brought a smile to his face, him and Mr. Simpsons, the English teacher.

It's just something about those two teacher that make Louis want to come to school. They understand him. Paul Higgins and Michael Simpsons. They know about Louis and they talk to him. So that way, Louis doesn't have to sit by himself at lunch.

And also maybe because he knows about Michaels and Paul's relationship, and he found it adorable. He also gets advise from the two men, about guys in general. They hang out as 3 gays, of course the whole school knows Louis' gay but they don't know about Paul and Michael. Louis feels happy that he can finally be in a group.

That's the reason why he always looks forward to school.

"Have you got that Louis?" Mr. Higgins said snapping Louis out of his thoughts about life in general.

"Hmm what?" Louis asked, blinking his eyes and looked around the room. He saw that the class has already been working, occasionally chatting with one another.

"Are you okay Louis?" Paul asked, its usual for Louis to daydream, but every time he daydreams in lesson, Paul doesn't get mad, instead he makes sure if Louis is alright.

He knows Louis is fragile. Louis is broken and only Paul and Michael can see it.

Paul thinks that it's his job to look after Louis, he's like a father figure to Louis.

Of course Louis' father is there, but he doesn't give two shits about his 'faggot of a son'. So, Paul makes sure that Louis doesn't get hurt by people and his father, both physically and mentally.

But of course, it's too late for that.

Louis is already hurt.

Both physically and mentally.

And Paul wasn't there to save him.

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