// louis' outfit on the side ❤ //
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its been 2 months since i signed the adoption papers and i couldnt be happier. everything is going smoothly, louis and i are perfectly happy.
honestly? i love how louis is so open and innocent. he dresses the way he wants to. i believe the reason is because hes still so young to know the cruel world, this fucked up society that we live in.
everytime we go out i can see some of their disgusted looks directed to louis, and some even to me. im just glad louis is oblivious to this situation.
-flashback-
i watched louis try to reach out to a squirrel to feed it with the nuts that i bought him. i layed back laughing occasionally at louis' frustrated face as he chased the squirrel.
a young lady, maybe about in her mid 20s sat by me watching louis as well. i sent her a polite smile, i only received a blank look in return. rude.
after a couple minutes she finally said something, but not something id like hear. something id never want to hear, ever.
"how can you let him dress that way? dresses are for girls, not boys." she said making my eyes advert away from louis. and on to the lady sitting right by me.
"excuse me?" i asked shocked that she could even ask that.
"you heard me, and you know its true mr styles." she said practically digging holes through me with her big clear blue eyes.
"no! youre wrong, clothes are just clothes, it doesnt mean anything. im sorry that im actually not sorry but fuck you." i flipped her off before i stood up leaving the lady behind.
-flashback over-
i furrowed my eyebrows at the memory. how can someone be so rude and selfish?
why do people care so much? its none of their business. like how the fuck does it concern you? does it affect you in any way? no so i dont understand why theres a reason to judge someone because of their sexual preferences. we're human, we should be able to love who we want without having to worry about what other people will think of you.
i kept replaying the memory until i finally realized something.
how did she know who i was? i dont think we know each other so how did she know who i was?
a/n
MICHAELS HAIR IS RED AGAIN MY LIFE IS COMPLETE
-kiki
