the one about the strange seniors that fall in love and have passionate sex ;(
jk but it'll be good i promise
the cover art is edited by me but is not mine and i do not take credit for the work. the gifs/photos/fan art posted throughout my story is...
a/n: well hi there, i'm aydan. this story will purposely be in all lower case and will contain triggering content such as body dysphoria, bullying, depression, and suicidal thoughts. the terms "faggot" and "tranny" are going to be used later in this story, i'm not using the terms to trigger anyone and i as a transgender male who identifies as gay feel as if using the terms will best connect the situation louis is in to real life, for people continue to use the terms in derogatory ways, and i have personally been called those terms just for being myself. i'm in no way suggesting bullying or name calling is okay i'm simply hoping to create some awareness. enjoy the story! LOVE IS LOVE ❤️
description: louis or as his parents have agreed to call him lou tomlinson, is a 17 year old transgender boy who has just moved to "simon cowell's school of fine arts". as he attends his senior year as a closeted boy the big question of whether to or to not start his transition during high school is on his mind. should he even tell anyone he's trans?
louis' pov: "oh honey time to wake up." my mother coo's. i lie emotionless in bed feeling uncomfortable and pretending i'm asleep.
"i see you're awake lou! just get up before you are late for your first day of senior year."
dammit she can tell i'm awake. time to give up the act.
"fine mum just get out please" i squeak realizing i didn't sleep in my binder(please please don't sleep in your binder, it's not safe for your body at all). i groan in defeat and quickly get changed into some blue chinos with a white and red striped shirt and leave my hair alone. with this outfit i know i'll be seen as a lesbian but hopefully someone thinks i'm a boy, at least until i speak or the teacher makes me introduce myself. I rush to the kitchen grabbing a pop-tart and with that i said good bye to my mum and rush to my bus stop.
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the cool air and dew on the ground bring me comfort. i think to myself tennessee isn't too different from oregon. now if only the school is just as nice. i really never would've changed schools or states had my mom not gotten a higher paying job as a nurse here. i keep telling myself it's okay though, everything happens for a reason.
i step onto the bus and i am introduced to the strong scent of axe and victoria secrets "love spell" body mist.
i quickly sit next to a curly haired lad in the front. grab out my head phones and start playing troye sivan. about four seconds into "wild" someone taps on my shoulder.
"hi! uhm i am harry styles" the boy grins at me showing his dazzling teeth and bright green eyes. i couldn't help but stare for a while a at the gorgeous boy.
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i am soon snapped, z formation and all, out of my gaze by a sassy yet playful harry.
"oops! i'm tomlinson, lou-louise tomlinson!" i say with hesitation and disappointment. i wanted to introduce myself as louis but i don't want confusion or to loose my first possible friend already.
"nice to meet you louise..." harry hums and turns back to his phone putting his earbuds back in. i see he is listening to lany and i can't help but smile at harry. i knew the lad had a great taste taste of music before i even knew his favorite color.
maybe this school won't be as hellish as my old school.
