Wait... what?

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Bree's POV:

"Excuse me?" I step back as if he's slapped me. "You heard me. I don't like girls. There, you're the only person in the world who knows. Well except for- never mind." He looks embarrassed. "Why am I the only person that knows?" He looks up at me and smirks. "Because I'm not allowed to be gay. Being gay doesn't sell albums. And besides, you know all the people that would hate me? I CAN'T be gay. But I am." He looks back at the ground. I hear the door creak open and a girl gasp.

"Am I interrupting some- oh! You're Louis Tomlinson!" The girl lets out a high pitched squeal and I shoo her out of the bathroom. She just shoots me a dirty look, then gives Louis a flirty wave. Before she leaves, I see a flash of realization appear on her face. She takes out her sparkly iPhone, snaps a picture, then bolts.

"Louis, you shouldn't be ashamed of who you are. I'm sure your fans wouldn't care if you came out. I'm sure some would be thrilled! They'll respect you if they're real fans." Louis just shakes his head. "Most of them aren't." And then he leaves. Just like that, he's gone.

I walk out of the restrooms and think about what I can do. I can't tell anyone, but what else can I do about it?

BEEP.

I'm jerked out of my thoughts as a car swerves to avoid hitting me.

Suddenly, I don't feel so well.

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Ohhhhhh what just happened to Bree? Haha you know nothing. Okay Bree is gonna be a HUGE part in this story, and a link between... well, you'll find out. Haha mysteriousnessnessessnessess...ness...?

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