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Hey guys!! This is the first chapter to "Dear God, I'm Sorry" and I'm very excited. It's going to be a bit like the Movie "Prayers for Bobby" but not completely. And it won't be all like the present. Lets see how it goes?!
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Louis' pov:

Here I was, sitting in my crappy car with my girlfriend's tongue basically deep down my throat. She's a lovely girl and honestly, I like her. But not in a relationship way.. But she's still my girlfriend.

"Fuck, Lou lets go all the way." I heard her breathe out.

I froze for a second before I gently pushed her away,shaking my head side to side. That was it. I liked her but I don't want to fuck her. Yuck. I mean, uh. I'm not ready. I'm straight why would I say yuck? Fuck, Louis stop arguing with yourself.

"Um.. El.. I- I think we should break up." I rushed out and immediately feeling horrible after I see the sad look on her face. She stopped and stared at me for a bit before rambling.

"What? Lou, no. I love you. Don't break up with me, please! I promise we don't have to go all the way but please, fuck."

She was crying by now and the only thing I could say was.. "It's not you.. It's me." She scoffed and said "Fine." As she pulled up her tank top and quickly exiting my car. I started off into space for a bit before I started my car,leaving the Church parking lot.

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"So dear, how's Eleanor?" I heard my mom speak at the wooden table while she finished chewing her breakfast.

I cleared my throat and mumbled, "Well.. I uh, we broke up."

The look on her face was priceless. She sat there with her jaw hung open before she spoke again. "Oh. Shame. She was a nice girl."

I nodded in agreement. My mom was the only one who cared about my relationships, which annoyed me beyond belief. Mark was pretty cool about it things though, he let me have my privacy. And my sister didn't care what I did.

"Alright, everyone get ready for church."

We all nodded before walking upstairs to our separate rooms. I had one of the biggest off them all, quite nice actually.

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"Hey Lou,you see the new kid?" Liam, my best friend said next to me as our pastor was speaking. We always seem to ignore the speeches though. Don't get us wrong, we love God but we also don't like sitting for 3 hours listening to boring speeches.

I turned my head to where Liam was talking about, the new kid had long curly hair and it was gorgeous. I mean,it was cool. Rad. Nice. Totally.

I nod my head and mumbles, "Yeah, he looks nice."

Liam nods before paying attention to the pastor and I just stare at the curly haired boy. My gaze sat there for a bit before I realized he looked back at me and he either winked or his eye fucking twitched, either way my stomach made butterflies..

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I'm sorry if that was horrible, oh dear.

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