The bullies just made us stronger (Larry Stylinson&Ziam Palik mpreg)

'I look to gay to be straight.'

A week had gone by and the same would happen everyday. I won't bore you with the exact details of what happened throughout the week. All you need to know is...basically I wouldn't see Louis at all every single day, then we'd agree to meet at the gate at the end of school and we'd both go back to mine and play videogames, watch films and pigout. Some days he'd meet me and everything's fine, but most often than not I'd need to find him, bloody and bruised in some part of the school. He didn't need to go back to the hospital though, so that's a plus, right?

It was now Friday. Like every night I was stood leaning against the wall, near the gate, with my bag near my feet, my blazer flopped over the top and my phone in my hand to keep me entertained until Louis arrived. It was now 4:25, ten minutes since school had finished and Louis still hadnt arrived and I knew exactly where he'd be. Boy's bathroom. I put my blazer back on and flung my bag over my shoulder, I picked myself up off the wall and walked back towards the entrance of school, still looking down at  my phone. As I walked down the corridor -still looking down at my phone- someone walked straight into me causing me to fall down with an 'umpf' and them to land on me. When I looked to see who it was who I had walked into, I was quite surprised to see who it was. Louis. And as far as I could see there was no blood, bruises or tears. "Sorry Haz, it had to be done, I saw you not looking where you was going I just had to walk into you." Louis laughed, still laying on top of me. "Well that's nice of you, thanks a lot Lou." I replied, quite sarcastically might I add. "As much I would love to lay like this all day, could you please get up? I cant feel my legs." Louis rolled his eyes at me and got up, mumbling 'drama queen' under his breath. Once we were both standing again and I could feel my legs, we started to walk out of school. "Where have you been anyway? I was stood waiting for you for like ten minutes. I thought you'd been hurt again." I said rather sadly. "Na I'm fine, I was just with my English teacher, s'all. No need to worry about quite so much Haz." Louis said as we left the school grounds and headed to my house.

When we got to my house, I turned on the telly and went to get some ice cream and two spoons. When I walked back into the front room, Louis was lying on the sofa, watching the screen. "What do you want to watch then?" I asked as I handed him a spoon and lifted his feet up so I could sit down. "Dunno, how 'bout Happy Feet?" Louis answered looking through all the DVDs next to the sofa. I nodded and got up to put in the DVD.

We sat watching the film in silence. Me sitting on the edge of the sofa and Louis spread out along it with his feet on my lap. As the film finished and the credits rolled down the screen Louis sat up and looked at me. "Haz, can I ask you a question?" I turned to look at him and crossed my legs on the sofa. "Shoot." The older boy nodded but stayed silent for a mimute or so, him thinking about how to word his question, I presume. "Why was you bullied at you old school? I mean you don't have to tell me, I was just wondering because there has to be a reason." Louis blabbered. "It's fine and yeah there was a reason and I suppose its only fair to tell you. I'm bi Lou, that's why they bullied me. Just because they didn't like my sexuality." Louis didn't even look shocked or disgusted, he just sat there, nodding. "I'm gay, that's why I get bullied too...but don't tell anyone okay? No one at school knows I'm gay. The bullies just bully me because 'I look to gay to be straight' so just keep it quite yeah?" I sat there shocked, only being able to nod. I never really thought about why Louis was being hurt.

We ordered a takeaway when my mum got home and myself, Louis and my mum all watched a film as we ate. My mum and Louis get on really well, which is good. I didn't really pay any attention to the film. As cheesy as it sounds, I was actually watching Louis. Watching him laugh when something funny happened, watching him jump if something scared him and just watching him concentrate on the film.

When we finished eating and watching the film Louis decided it was getting late so he should go home. Myself and my mum both said goodbye and waved him off at the front door until we could no longer see him. Once he was out of site I walked back into the front room and threw myself onto the sofa.