The Perks of being a Wallflower // Louis Tomlinson

Prologue

I don’t want you to waste your time reading this.  Or maybe even show pity of me, of my story.  Don’t try to understand me because no onedid.  No one understood until I was gone.   I needed someone to talk to, but no one was there.  No one would listen.  No one would hear my screams, my cries in the middle of the night.  No one had given me a second glance.  You have to understand that, I didn’t want this to happen to me.  It just did.  

 I realized in life, no one really cares.  No one cares if you’re feeling hurt, or angry.  No one will ever care, because it’s always going to be you.  And only you.  Just remember that, because once I start my story, there will be an end. 

An end where you realize what you’ve said or did to that person affected them that they desperately tried hard to be a person they really weren’t.   A person they never thought they could be.  I never wanted to smoke, or get tattoos.  I wanted to fit in. 

I felt good  to have a group of ‘popular’ kids to pretend they liked me, but instead, changed me, Louis Tomlinson, the boy with straight A’s and who people thought was a mute.  I just wanted people to see me as a person. 

 And shit did that make me feel better.   I knew it wasn’t the person I should be.  I know if I could go back time and change the past, I would.  I wish I  could have called my parents, and said I love them and it wasn’t their fault for what I’ve done.  It was my fault.  I wish I could have called my little sisters to tell them  I’m sorry.  I’m so so, sorry for giving them so much pain.  I just wanted to be free.  I didn’t want to be alone anymore. 

  Until I realized, I was gone.