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Louis/

I press my face to my pillow. The only good thing about my shitty "parents" is they both were gone when I woke up. Like why would you adopt a kid if you don't want them? 

I wiggle to the edge of the bed and press my feet to the floor. When i finally get up I hobble off into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and shake my hair out. God I need it cut, I won't say anything about it though as the last time I did Josh shaved my head. 

I hobble back into my bedroom, I put of a pair of skinny jeans(from goodwill) and a greyish shirt.  I slide my only pair of shoes on and throw on one of my two hoodies. 

Good Enough.

I hate school. But is it better than sitting at home. So I walk to the kitchen and eat a handful of dry cereal. Yay. I walk out the front door, leaving the house unlocked. What is there even to steal? Eh. If they find something they can have it. I look over at Harry's house. Then back at the ground, he saw my bruise last night (or maybe this morning). I don't like them being pointed out. Like shit. I know they're there. 

I start walking down the road when I hear a car start. I look behind me and see Harry pulling out of his driveway. I swear to god if he pulls a cheesy chick-flick scene.

"Louis!" Harry yells out his window pulling up to drive beside me. 

Fucking Christ!

"What, Harry?" I look in his car.

"Need a ride?" He wiggles his shoulders and gives me a weird look.