Boy in the diamond boxers (l.s)

Beautiful ~1

He wasn't depressed. He was just a bit sad sometimes. Because there was no way he could be depressed? He had the per-fect job, that people would literally kill for. He was the first ever male model to work as a Victoria's Secret model, and he still couldn't believe it.

Every morning, when he woke up, he replayed the same thought in his mind; I am the one, everyone want's to be. That one small sentence was the one thing making him go through the day.

Every day was the same, he would wake up at seven, and walk over to his small kitchen to drink a freshly squeezed lemon (it apparently keeps your skin clean from the inside), then he would grab his eating journal, and check what was his breakfast going to be today. Usually it was soething simple, like porridge with berries, or a green smoothie, simple enough for him and his kitchen.

See, Louis didn't like to live in a big fancy apartment, that every model he knew, lived in. He had bought a small apartment in London, because it made him feel normal, because, Louis really was a normal 21 year old guy, he just had an abnormal job.

After eating he would go for a jog around the town.

He lived in the calm part of London. He liked it there, because in that part of London, the only people living there were a few middle-aged couple's, who's kids had moved out, and their house had become too empty for two.

Then there were many sweet old ladies, who lived in a tall building, spending their time gossiping with eachother, playing bingo and taking walks in the near park.

Only a few people who lived there knew who Louis was, and that was a relief for Louis, because he really liked being off the public eye off-work. If he ever wanted to go elsewhere in the world, it wasn't going to happen without at least 15 paparazzi's hanging after him. He should be used to it alredy, but he didn't get how people found it interesting, what toothpaste he was going to buy. So you could say Louis really was a private celebrity.

After the jog, he would shower, and while letting his hair dry, he would make his lunch, and watch Once Upon a Time. He had a slight obsession with fantasy/romantic movies and TV-series.

When he was ready, he would call Tiff, who was kind off his manager, but Louis called her his "Personal babysitter", because she always told where to be, when to be there, and what to wear and expect from the day.

Tiff was the one who found Louis on a website, where he had posted a few pictures of himself, in case someone wanted to hire him as a model. Tiff had got Louis many photoshoot's, so his name would get relevant in the modeling industry. After a few years in modeling, Louis got a call from Victoria's Secret to come in for casting, and the rest was history. When Louis got accepted, he had a chanse to get a "real manager" but he ofcourse kept Tiff, because of all the things she had done for him, and she was a really important person in his life.

After the call, Louis would just get dressed, go to the place he was meant to be at, and do the things he was asked to do, and go to the gym. He would recieve his programme of the day from his personal trainer Paul. They would do anything Paul had planned, and after that he would shower, and go home.

At home he would face time his sister's, eat a bit, and watch a movie untill he would fall asleep.

His every day routine kept away the thought's he avoided, and usually it worked. Not today though. When he came home from the gym, he started making a banana smoothie. While it was blending he checked his Instagram and Twitter. On twitter, a certain tag was trending world widely; #WhyIsLouisSpecial

usually he didn't care, but this time his curiosity won, and he clicked on the tag. It shocked him, millions of people were tweeting pictures of him, and telling what they admired about him, and the compliment's kept him scrolling more and more, untill a certain tweet popped up: