Louis never really liked the rain. Pathetic, made all the work his hair took him useless. Well... It wasn't exactly taking long, but doing anything was already a big step for humanity. And then rain laughed at him, fucking everything up so that Louis could be pissed again, forced to touch his wet fringe that stuck together, and being a greasy mess.
Rain could kill himself. Too bad rain was not a person, otherwise Louis would've liked to see rain die slowly till only ashes remained.
"Louis, it's time for school." His mother Johanna sighed, looking at her seventeen year old son who just stared out of the window, with his hands following the tears that teemed on his window, called fuckfaces of rain.
He didn't response, making Johanna worried. Louis was such a closed boy, her worrying got her sicker and sicker, and almost till the point she couldn't handle it anymore.
Louis wasn't really a normal human being. Not in the fantasy way, but more psychologically. His thoughts were killing and harsh, as far as she knew. But maybe, he spoke the truth. He was honest, too honest if you asked her. But it was good that Louis was in a wheelchair now. He was so weak, he couldn't even hurt a fly. Back then, a few years ago, it was different. Medicines had maybe a big influence on Louis personality, making him cold and emotionless, but it was better than Louis true self.
But in both sides, Louis didn't know what empathy was. That was what the doctors told her, just like they told Louis. He didn't really know what it was like to feel bad for someone else. But maybe he was like that because people told him that. Everybody said he didn't care about anybody's pain and emotionally unstableness, and that was exactly why he thought that.
Wasn't he born to just not care about people, nor about himself?
"Louis, come on." Johanna said, as the worried tone took over her voice. Louis didn't look at her, only caring about the rain.
He didn't want to go to school if that pest was there to bring him down.
"No." Louis said strict as his eyes clung to the window. "Not if it is raining."
Johanna sighed. "I can bring you with the car, but you have to go to school. I get you're grades are perfectly fine and you think you don't need to go to school, but this is for your future."
"Like I have one." Louis said ironically, probably without a deep meaning behind it. But it broke Johanna's heart, knowing how much of a pessimist Louis had become. It was harrowing hearing your son like that.
"Don't say such agonizing things." Johanna said softly, her hand going through the brown locks of her son's hair.
There was a long silence, with Louis still staring at the outside world, seeing people pass by with big smiles on their faces. It disgusted him, seeing people forcing their smiles to laugh about friends' jokes that are not even funny. Only trying to keep friends? They needed to be honest with themselves and not just being sheepish following their leader, or in this case their shepherd. He will once forget his sheep and replace them for a new group of dumb people. Not looking back at the other sheep that were before them at all, following meant nothing, it was just a dumb thing.
People were dumb in general.
"So, how is Harry doing?" Johanna asked Louis. Louis didn't look up, just simply ignoring her question. He didn't care about the curly haired boy, not in the slightest. Even though the boy had obviously tried to get into Louis pants or something, he probably found out Louis wasn't working that way. Although his theory would be weird, because Louis wasn't the type of guy people would think was an easy task, he wasn't even that breathtaking and shiny to begin with.
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Half a Sky Of Clouds
FanfictionEvery book has his own stereotypical setting with stereotypical characters. The one who is a popular, nice guy who is perfect in almost everything and is admired by the whole world. That is Harry Styles, a third year student. At first glance. Harry...