You would think being in a world famous boy and you would have it all, the love of millions, all the accessories, everything. But, no, not for me I get the hate of millions, the last to pick what he wears on stage, and almost nothing cause how much of a worthless shit I am.
So here I am in my en suite bathroom to the house I share with the rest of the boys with both the door to my room and to the bathroom locked so that no one sees what I am about to do. The razor has been the only one I call a friend for about a year now, mainly because the boys don't give a shit about me, though I wish at least one did.
I slice through the skin on my hip multiple times, only the hips though so I don't get caught. I can't let anyone know what I'm doing. There is one for each thing that has happened today. One for the fans who purposely excluded me from the photos, one for eating again even though I told myself I wouldn't, one for my mic being turned down again, one for my mother calling me up and telling me how much I'm letting my family down, and lastly two for the boy I'm hopelessly in love with, Louis Tomlinson.
That's right you heard right I, Niall Horan, am hopelessly in love with Louis Tomlinson and is gay. Nobody knows and if I can help it nobody will find out. If someone were to find out that could put the boys careers in jeopardy and even though they don't like me I like them and I can't do that to them.
Once I'm done with the cutting I clean everything up and go to bed without dinner. Management says I need to lose weight so I'm doing just that.
I fall asleep thinking about Louis and hoping life gets better soon.
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Fight for Love (Nouis Horlinson)(boyxboy)
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