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Louis grumbled as he slammed his hand down onto his alarm clock. He threw the covers off of his body but laid there for a second just staring up into the darkness where his ceiling would be.
Louis heaved a labored sigh and then rolled out of bed turning on the light. He walked to his bathroom and started brushing his teeth. As he brushed his teeth he stared at his horrid reflection.
Louis's eyes had no light and he had really dark purple bags under his eyes. He was hunched over and he looked frail. His hair was greasy and bent in every direction. Louis then thought about how he'd probably look a lot worse if Liam hadn't taken care of him, Liam was a really great guy.
Louis sighed and spit out the paste from his mouth before cupping some water in his hand and swashing it around in his mouth. He spit it into the sink and ran the water to wash it down the drain. He dabbed his mouth onto the wash towel to wipe off whatever water was on his lips.
Louis stumbled back to his room and opened his closet. His eyes scanned the clothes that he usually took so much pride in, but now it all looked boring and grey.
Louis decided to dress how he felt, so he grabbed an oversized black sweater and a gray skirt. Wait no scratch that, skirts are for pretty people...Louis does not feel pretty right now, he feels disgusting.
Louis just grabbed some black skinny jeans and tugged those on. He slipped on his white high top converse and then barely looked in the mirror before trudging down his stairs. His mother gave him a weird look so Louis tried to smile but it barely reached his eyes. Louis then grabbed his bag and left through the door without saying a word.
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To say that school day was painful, was an understatement. Every time he saw Harry in the hallway, Louis would duck behind a random person to hide. Luckily Harry never saw Louis, but the blue eyed boy noticed that Harry's emerald eyes seemed to always be scanning the hallways with a worried look.
Thats when the most dreaded part of Louis's day came around...
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Louis was debating wether to just skip or not but he knew he couldn't. He didn't want to ruin his good boy reputation, he couldn't risk skipping another class. Every time something happened messing up Louis's schedule, it always had something to do with Harry...
Louis reluctantly walked into his classroom and thanked whatever God that was up there that Harry hadn't arrived yet. He was also thankful that Zayn was.
Louis walked over to his seat and tapped Zayn on the shoulder. He seemed to be talking to a pretty blonde girl with large blue eyes. Zayn spun around and frowned and his eyebrows furrowed once he saw Louis.
"What the hell happened to you? You look like from Night of the Living Dead..." Zayn said looking over his best friend.
Louis frowned and all it took was for him to weakly mutter "Harry..." before his eyes started watering. Zayn's features crumpled to anger as he immediately hugged Louis.
Zayn walked over to the teacher asking if he could escort Louis to the bathroom. She looked over to Louis and frowned and immediately nodded rushing Zayn to take care of the poor boy.
Zayn nodded gratefully and then took Louis's hand leading him out of the classroom. Louis sniffled and was walking through the doorway when he bumped into a firm chest. Louis looked up with red eyes and his breath hitched when he saw Harry.
Louis felt cold all over and his heart was beating out of his chest. He froze and Harry stared back. They were both stuck in time. Louis heard Zayn trying to talk to him, but he couldn't process what he was saying or pay attention.
All he could think about was about how bad Harry looked. The poor lad looked the same as Louis, possibly even worse. Louis frowned but felt the waterworks begin to start again but then felt a hand tug him away harshly.
He looked to see Zayn pulling him while stomping to the bathroom. Thank you Zayn.
Louis looked back at Harry and Harry's eyes were wide as if panicked. Harry took a step in Louis's direction and then before Louis could tell him to stop Zayn pushed him around the corner through the bathroom doorway.
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Fanfiction//Good boys are bad boys that haven't been caught// ;Based off the 5 Second of Summer song Good Girls; "He's a good boy" "He's daddy's favorite" "He's a straight-A student" "I swear he lives in that library" //but in the back of the room, where nobo...