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Louis got his first note about three seconds after his picture was uploaded. One note turned into two, and soon, he had already gotten 35 followers and over 1000 notes on the picture.

"You truly are Prince Charming, huh?" Louis' Dad smiled as he looked at the notes increasing every time he hit the refresh button. Louis blushed, and his Dad ruffled his hair, hitting the refresh button again.

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It was a cold December evening when Louis' Dad burst into his room, tears rushing down his cheeks. Louis' Dad picked him up, and hugged him tightly. "I'm loosing my job. I'm going to be forced into something I don't want to do!" Louis' Dad yelled frustrated, breaking down into sobs. Louis let his Dad calm down.

"What's going on?" Louis asked his Dad after he had calmed a bit. Louis' Dad started to talk, his Irish accent making his words sound all jumbled. Louis had to stop him and have him repeat a few things.
"Louis...My boss is forcing me into prostitution." Louis' Dad finally gasped out, his chest heaving. Louis' eyes went wide. "W-What kind of prostitution?" Louis asked, his own Irish accent thickening in concern. "G-Gay prostitution." Louis' Dad cried, burying his face into Louis' bed covers. Louis rubbed his Dad's back, his heart feeling heavy.

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"You what?!" Louis heard his mother exclaim. "Jay, please understand. If I don't do this, we'll loose everything!" Louis' Dad cried, and Louis' Mom walked to their bedroom. His Dad chased her, begging her to put down the suitcase.

Louis' Dad convinced her to stay, and they went on with their lives.

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Louis' Dad had gotten his first customer when he stood at the corner, wearing skinny jeans, a leather jacket, and a tight white shirt. A sleek white car pulled up, and Louis' Dad peeked through the window. Louis watched from where he was in his room. He watched as the man in the car hand his Dad money, and his Dad hopped in the car. The car didn't drive away, no, the window was rolled up and after about 3 minutes, the car was shaking back and forth.

Louis could hear his Mom crying in her bedroom, saying silent prayers. Lottie walked into Louis' room, sitting next to him on his bed, and hugged him. "Why don't we get our minds of of this. Let's decorate your room so you can take pictures in here." Lottie smiled, and Louis nodded.

After 3 hours, Louis and Lottie came home from the shops. Louis stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his Dad limp to the kitchen, tears threatening to fall. He was in pain, and a lot of it.

Lottie had led Louis to his room, and started moving things into the hallway. They had bought a light teal color paint and fairy lights to string into the room. One wall they would leave blank, and paint it the Irish flag, since they were Irish.

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Louis tried to ignore his Dad's screams of pain and pleasure. A customer decided to do "it" in the house, not knowing that the man he was pounding relentlessly into had his kids at home, covering their ears and grimacing at every grunt and scream.

Lottie had a pillow wrapped round her head, trying to block out the sounds. She laid in her older brothers bed, trying to comfort him as he sobbed into his pillow.
Louis knew this would be going on for a while.

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{carli}