He has my heart. L.s.

6

LOUIS P.O.V

Since Mum has been home it's been a bit easier for me, I haven't been worried about taking care of my sisters, well I am, but you know.

I wake up rubbing my face, putting my glasses on. I look through my wardrobe for something to wear.
Something decent.

I'm some-what popular so what I wear is important, you have to look cool and act cool to be cool. Right? Plus I'm not the dorky kid who wear sweaters that are three sizes to big for me, and I glasses, and my hair, and I just got to be cool.

Reputation is key in drug business, the more popular I am the more drugs I sell, speaking of which. I grab my phone to call a uhm client.

"Hello?" A groggy voice answers. Deep and raspy.

"Do you want your drugs?" I whisper harshly.

"Of course but dude its fucking six in the morning!"
He snaps.

"I work on my time. Meet me in the ally behind the school, or no drugs for you," I whisper again. I hear him groan an ok.

I pull out a Of Mice & Men shirt pulling it on, along with black skinnies. Then it's my white and black converse. I usually wear vans, but El says their girly, she doesn't know much. They aren't 'girly' men do wear vans and after I informed her of that she said those men were pussies.

I then walk to the bathroom leaving the door open I flick my hair around. Then look at myself with my glasses on, ew I look so dorky. I'm not like Zayn. He is hot in his glasses, he looks good in them. Not me I look like a nerd. I sigh taking them off.

"Sweetie I don't know why you don't just wear your glasses," Mum says making me jump. She's an early riser. "You can pull glasses off, not most people can."

"No Mum, I can't pull them off. Plus who wants to hang out with a kid who wears glasses."

"I would," she says as I put my contacts in.

"I know, sadly not everyone has a big heart like you Mum," I smile halfly.

Mum shakes her head kissing my cheek. I grip the sink looking at my reflection with out my glasses, I snort and walk out grabbing my bag. I grab my keys. Sometimes I ride the bus when I'm lazy, other days I drive.

After kissing Mum bye I'm off to that ally. I don't even remember fully getting into the whole drug thing. All I know is I meet with my boss he gives me knew drugs, and I give him money and he gives me my share. I meet with my boss every couple days.

When I pull up, there's a guy there already, tall, taller than me. His hair is shaggy and his grey eyes blood shot. He's in uni, I think it's funny cause I'm only in high school. Yeah wow.

"Tommo?" He asks his voice wavering. I nod spite the fact he probably can't see me or focus long enough to see me.

"Money first," I say stuffing my hands in my jean jacket. I pull out the coke. He queikly digs through his wallet handing the money to me. I smile taking it handing the drug to him. I count the money.

Only my friends call me Tommo. Let it go Louis.

"Pleasure doing business with you," I say strutting off to my car. I pull into the school lot, lighting a cigarette taking a long drag before we I sling my bag over my shoulder sauntering up to Zayn and Perrie. So in love. Zayn tries to keep the smoke away from her face, how adorable.

I'm happy Zayn's happy but like oh my fuck stop. Enough groping. Not that they are groping each other now, but they do like sometimes they get so caught up in making out he's groping her ass.
PDA much? Yeah occasionally I kiss El or snog her whatever but she starts it. Horny bitch.