Stutter || Larry Stylinson

Epilogue

A/N I'm sure no one expected this to be the last update on this story. Ever. Don't worry though. I'll be doing DIS one shots. Because I can't get rid of this story that fast.

When Louis had first gone to school, he was well-liked, it seemed. He had plenty of friends, despite his stutter and problems with reading. But things slowly went away as time went on, but it was okay to Louis. He still had some sort of small group of friends that kept him all together.

But, of course, they slowly withered away, too, until Louis had no one left. And because he had no one left, his parents became more and more ashamed of him. Louis no longer wanted to try in school, even though he was down right one of the best students in all of his classes. He never tried his absolute best, and actually volunteering to help in class was rare.

Louis hated himself for how much he made everyone else's lives hard. But he also hated himself because of who he was.

He was and had always been Louis Tomlinson. The boy with a stutter and nothing better to do but be alone. Maybe read a book or two. He was just a loner.

Always was just a loner.

Slowly, but surely, Louis started to want to change his life. He associated himself with new people, new things. He started volunteering more in class, letting himself speak up, stutter be damned. He met new people online and would help them, never asking for help in return because he didn't need it. He even started a blog to keep track of things going on in his life and to help even more people who needed it. And slowly, but surely, people started to appreciate Louis more. Especially as the school year started to pull into an end and summer holiday was coming upon them.

Louis was no longer alone. He always had someone holding him up. Whether it be Harry, who he gladly flaunted around as his boyfriend. Or Savannah, who was always around to make sure everything was kept in order. Or Zayn, Liam, or Niall, who together could hold up the whole world. Or Georgia, who even though Louis barely got to get close to before they were protecting each other. Louis had someone. Unlike most teenagers, Louis even considered his parents his best friends.

Louis was happy that things were changing. He worked on his speech, even though it seemed so incurable. But, he slowly got his stutter to a reasonable amount where he wasn't stuttering as much. Louis realized it all seemed really unreasonable goal because he felt like no one was supporting him. He felt like everyone was against him.

It goes to show that no story is good without the hero.

Heroes come in many shapes, sizes, people, and things. A hero can come in a small bottle. A hero can come in a shot of vodka. A hero can come in the form of a newborn baby. A hero can come in the form of a boyfriend.

Louis' hero was in the form of multiple people.

But in reality, his hero was much more than that.

Louis slowly realized that he was his own hero. He couldn't have saved himself without other people, sure, but the key thing was he did it for himself, by himself. Louis didn't ask for help. Didn't ask for people to change him. He slowly changed himself.

And it was for the better, really.

~~O~~

"I'm g-going to s-say the senior-or speech?" Louis asked, his jaw dropping at the sudden announcement from the school counselor, who was standing next to the principal, hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. She looked pleased with how shocked Louis was, which made Louis' stomach flop weirdly.

"You're going to say it and write it, Louis Tomlinson," Judith said, poking Louis' chest with a hard finger, making Louis wince internally. Judith smiled a little wider and pulled out some papers and guidance sheet from her desk draw, handing them all to Louis, who laughed humorlessly when the papers fell on the ground and no one else made a move to help him.