"Louis! Get up!" Louis heard his younger sister, Aurela, scream in his ear. Louis groggily pushed the girl from his bed and let out an annoyed huff, "Don't scream in people's ears, Aur, its rude." Louis spoke, his voice still rough from sleep.
"Mom told me to do whatever it takes to wake you up, and that's not easy," Aurela said, shaking her head, "I was trying everything for the past five minutes. Anyways, school starts in 30 minutes, get ready." Aurela told Louis before walking out of his room, the door being pulled shut behind her.
Louis sighed softly from where he laid on his bed, his arm bent under the pillow and blankets pulled up to his chin. "Mm, guess I should." He said, his hand coming up to rub at his eyes before sitting up, the blanket falling down to gather around his waist. As always, he was sleeping shirtless.
He climbed out of his king sized bed, before making his way into his bathroom for a quick shower.
Louis is what you'd call filthy rich. He has what he wants and the biggest bedroom known to teenagers. He also has the best family in the world, is what people think... Hah, they're wrong.
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After his shower and getting dressed, he was dressed in a white polo shirt and some black Khaki's, along with some black Converse. He doesn't care if he has the nicest clothes in the world, nothing beats the comfort of converse. After that, he fixed his hair into a messy quiff.
Once he finished getting dressed, he grabbed his iPhone 6+, his wallet and his backpack.
He walked down the hallway and down the stairs, in the kitchen, his mom and father, Johanna and Gray, were sitting at the table while Aurela and Erza, his younger sisters, were eating their breakfast. Louis didn't feel like eating so he said a 'laters' to his family before walking down the short hall to the door to their garage, which held 6 cars, one for each member of the family and an bigger truck to travel in, whenever they have to go somewhere by car.
He opened the door and walked out, grabbing his keys from the holder before walking past the other cars to his Mustang. It wasn't the most expensive car but he liked it and didn't care what other people think.
He got in and started the car up, tossing his bag into the passenger seat and hooking his phone up to the Stereo. He scrolled through his iTunes before settling on shuffle and listening to whatever started. Which was, of course, Soap by Melanie Martinez, his favourite singer.
Louis grinned and hummed, putting the car into reverse before clicking the button for the garage door to be opened, which is when he then pulled out.
On the way to the school ground, he stopped at a Starbucks to get what he always ordered, and he was back to driving to the school where he'd put on the fake mask he's been wearing for the past 3 years. This is his last year attending Northern Cubelious High and he plans on making the most of it.
Once he arrived at the school, he made a soft hum in the back of his throat. He had to stop at the gates and get his student I.D out to get it scanned. Once it was scanned, he pulled into the parking lot and parked in his normal spot. He didn't hate this school, he hated the people in it. Once he parked the car, he grabbed his bag and unhooked his phone, and then got out, turning off the engine in the process.
He stood up and closed the door behind him before slinging his backpack over his shoulder and unlocking his phone. And he started walking, towards hell.
Louis wasn't paying attention, he never does. So when a boy, with brown luscious hair, which was pulled up in a bun, might Louis add, tackled him to the ground, Louis was nonetheless confused. When they hit the ground, Louis released a loud groan from his part. "Ah, shit, sorry." The boy on top of him said, smiling sheepishly down at Louis. Louis furrowed his eyebrows, "Eh, what?" Louis asked, not caring that his brand new Khaki's were probably getting ruined.
"There was a car coming, and you, sir, obviously wasn't paying attention." The boy on top of him said, as if it were obvious. "Oh, alright," Louis said, a fake smile on his face but all he could think about was how much he'd rather be hit than go to school and then back home, to his dysfunctional family.
The boy on top of him realised he spent so much time looking at the boy, he never got off of him. "Shit!" The one said, jumping off of the boy who's on the ground before holding out a hand to Louis, "C'mon, get up." He said, his face adorned with a huge grin. "Ah, thanks." Louis replied, reaching up and grabbing the taller boy's hand. The boy pulled him up and smiled, nodding. "I'm Harry, you are?" The boy -Harry, as Louis learned- asked, his hand still holding Louis's. "I'm Louis, nice to meet you." Louis said, tilting his head and grinning, which was fake as well. Harry's hand was still holding onto Louis's, which he realised so he pulled it away and smiled sheepishly again, "Sorry again, let's go." He said, gesturing at the building with one of his hands.
"Wha? What grade are you in, Harry?" Louis asked, stepping into pace with Harry, ignoring the looks he got. "11th, what are you in?" Harry replied, glancing down at Louis, before looking back at where he was supposed to be going. "12th, last year, finally." Louis spoke, humming pleasantly and resting his hands at his sides.
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Short chapter, sorry. Anyways, this is fictional work, and Aurela and Erza, are obviously not his real life sisters, and Gray is a name I chose from Fairy Tail because I didn't know what to choose. Anyways, I'm bending the rules of reality and writing what I want. (I might also add some aspects of Fairy Tail into this later, seeing as I have no life and currently am obsessed with it.)
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I See Things {L+H}
Fanfiction*Based off Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez* Louis Tomlinson, someone who you'd look at and think he'd have the perfect life, with the perfect family. Underneath it, he's not who you think he is, and Harry, the first friend he's ever had who ever fig...
