Homophobia

Chapter 5

"Get out of my house." His mom says, "Now."

Louis shoves past his mother, snatching his phone and car keys off the table and leaving.

"Don't call me when your drugs." Louis spits slamming the door.

He throws his car door open, and gets in. He puts the car in drive, and speeds away.

He doesn't know where he's going, but he's going somewhere. He sends Josh a text telling him he got kicked out, and before he knows it, he's at the cemetery his father was buried at.

He parks near the T's, and no matter how much he begs them not to, he's on his knees in front of his father's grave.

"Fuck dad." He says, tears already pouring from his eyes. "Why did you leave me? Is it because I'm gay?"

He grabs at his hair and cries into the grass near his fathers grave.

"Why couldn't you just tell me?" He says into the ground, "Why couldn't you tell me that you have a problem with me being gay? You died because of me! Because I'm a stupid fag!"

He screams into the dead flowers by the grave, and pounds into the floor.

He falls onto the floor and curls up near his fathers grave.

"I love you dad... I'm so sorry.. so sorry.." He feels his eyelids grow heavy, and before he knows it he's asleep.

"Louis.. babe.. get up." Josh shakes Louis slightly, trying not to violently wake him.

Louis stirs a little, but his bloodshot eyes flutter open slowly. Josh smiles, and grabs his hand.

"Let's go to my house Louis. Get you some sleep."

Louis stands, as his eyes readjust to the darkness that surrounds him.

"How long was I asleep?" He asks, throwing his arm around Josh's shoulder.

"Two hours. I got here when you were just falling asleep."

Louis hands Josh his keys and gets in the back, laying on his side.

Damn, Louis must be really fucked up to let me drive his car.

Josh gets in, and buckles the seatbelt over Louis' legs, middle back and upper back, making sure he doesn't slide about.

He kisses Louis' forehead and closes the door, climbing into the drivers' seat. During the drive, he looks back to see Louis staring blankly at the car ceiling.

"Louis?"

"He left me."

Josh sighs, remembering how this conversation goes. He pulls into his driveway as Louis unbuckles himself, getting out of the car.

They enter Josh's' house, and his parents look at him confused. Josh just shakes his head, and his parents get what's going on.

Josh takes him downstairs to the guest-room/basement. He grabs a few blankets from the closet, as Louis lays down on the couch. He lays the blanket over Louis, and watches Louis curl up in a ball.

"What happened Louis?" Josh asks, rubbing small circles on his back.

"My dad. He had a heart attack because of me." Louis grumbles. He's had enough crying.

"Explain." Josh says confused. Louis pulls himself into a sitting position, and throws the blanket to the floor.

"Because I'm a faggot. Or a 'Rim-job Junior' as my mom would call it." Josh snickers a little under his breath, and Louis shoots daggers at him.

"Louis, it's funny because your mom just found some new bullshit to taunt you with. She's a fucking liar, who was probably on one of her drugs, and saying whatever would hurt you, and help her win."

Louis nods his head, because he knows its true. He lets out a chuckle, "You're right Josh. Fuck I'm stupid."

Josh kisses him on the temple, and stands to turn on the tv. "No you're not. You just panicked, and believed whatever she said because it was about your dad."

"Thanks Josh." Louis smiles, standing. He pulls Josh in and kisses him slowly.


"Dammit Niall!! Stop fucking cheating!" Harry beams the controller at Niall's chest, and Niall falls over in his chair laughing.

"I'm not cheating! I'm just better at Black Ops 2 than you."

"Not 30 points better! Why couldn't I knife?!"

Niall laughs even harder and pulls up controller settings. Harry reads it and frowns in disbelief.

He stands and kicks Niall in the arse, "You did cheat you scum-bag! You disabled knifing! Never a fair game with you!" Harry shouts, jamming his finger into the off button on the xbox.

Niall laughs even harder as he gets a notification on his phone. He wipes a few tears from his face, and frowns slightly.

"What? What is it?" Harry asks, trying to peek at Niall's phone.

I got a message for a party, says its from some guy named Zayn.

Harry groans and falls against the couch.

"Harry. We're totally going to this party!"

"What? Why?" Harry says wide eyed.

"Because you need to get out of the house! And I want to have some fun!"

"You mean you want to find some girl or guy to fuck."

"Exactly." Niall grins wide. "We're going to that party. Both of us."



(A/N Hey guys, How do you like the story so far? I'm gonna try to double publish every day, and sometimes the chapters will be short. It'd be awesome if you threw me a few votes, love you.

Cleo xx)