Chapter 1

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Louis Tomlinson. Ever heard of him? Of course you haven't. Nobody really has. Louis lives a completely normal teenage lifestyle. Except he doesn't. Yeah, he has a mother, and 4 younger sisters that make him wanna pull his hair out. But that's not the point.

When you first take a look at Louis, you see chestnut hair that flops just the right way. You see piercing blue eyes behind his thick, black rimmed glasses. He always has a beanie atop his head, and only ever wears oversized jumpers and sweaters.

Sounds normal, right? Wrong.

You see, Louis suffers from an eating disorder. Ever since his parents had that haunting divorce 4 years back, that he believes was his fault, the Doncaster lad has taken it very seriously. Nobody but his (only) friend, Niall, knows about his condition.

Louis is an openly gay lad. He came out 3 years prior, and probably the biggest mistake he believed he has ever made. With daily beatings and gay slurs thrown at him in every direction, Louis decided to isolate himself. As in, don't talk, look, or acknowlege anyone. 

He is 17, in his senior year. Little does Louis know, that today could change his senior year. For the better or worse? Only time will tell.

Louis' POV

My bedroom wall suddenly became the most interesting thing in the world right now. It is 7:22, exactly 38 minutes until I have to go back to that hell hole. 8 minutes until my bus arrives, to take me to that hell hole. My mother has been yelling for me to come down to breakfast, for about, 10 minutes now. But i'm too occupied to care. I mean, look at this wall, it's STUNNING.

Sitting cross legged on my bed, my mind drifts off to think about what's going to happen today. I will most likely have to deal with Zayn Malik. Co-captain of the football team, everyone loves him blah blah blah. Just 3 days ago, on Friday, him and his little group of idiotic twats decided to give me a good beating. The beatings are a normal occurance, but this time, it left bruises scattering across my prominet ribs and torso. Zayn hasn't always been like this. We were actually friends in primary school. Then I came out as gay...

"LOUIS, YOUR BUS IS HERE!" shouts my mum from downstairs.

I sigh, stand up, and throw a gray beanie over my messy and unkept fringe. I throw on a powder blue oversized sweater, and a random pair of TOMS just laying around. I grab my backpack, rush downstairs, and give my mum a peck on her temple and I am out the door. I hear her yells of protest to take an apple or whatever, but... No.

I enter the rowdy, too-loud bus, and without making eye contact with anyone, sit in the first seat that comes into sight. I sit, and wait til we stop on Niall's street. He knows how to help me in these very, well awkward situations. Suddenly the bus goes silent, and I hear heavy footsteps making their towards the front of the bus. Where I am. Shit.

I try to keep my cool, keep my breath steady, and wrap my arms protevtively over my belly. Here we g-

"Hey TommoTummy," Zayn snickers next to me. That's a nickname he came up with when he saw me with my shirt off in the locker room, getting ready for Phys Ed.

I breathe in and out. The bus is still  a very eerie quiet.

"You should, ya know, lay off of the Cocopuffs and cookies. I know those are your favourite." He sneers. I still look down in my lap, fiddling with my thumbs.

"Look at me when I talk to you, Tomlinson!" Zayn growled, which shoots my head up in his direction.

He shakes his head and says loud enough for the bus to hear, "Stupid fat ass fag boy". That makes me cringe, and  sink down lower into my seat. The bus stops, and someone steps on. I pray to god its Niall, but for my luck, it's not.

It's Harry Styles.

Since when did he take the bus? 

"Zayn back off, leave the poor boy alone." I almost choke at that. He was defending me? You see, I have always had this little tiny crush on Harry Styles. I mean, who wouldn't?

Zayn scoffs, rolls his eyes, and goes back to his orginal seat.

"Thanks" I mutter quietly. My eyes peer up above my glasses, and I see him smile.

"No biggy" He replies back, and makes his way to his group of friends.

I blush bright red, and can't keep the smile thats forming on my lips.

The bus stops yet again, and on comes a very energetic, loud, and loud Niall Horan.

He spots me within a few seconds, because i'm RIGHT there. 

He plops down next to me, and engulfs me into his famous Horan Hug. 

"Mornin' Louis!" he says, biting his bagel.

"You're way too happy for a Monday" I mutter.

He smiles, and takes a giant bite out of his banana. Wait, he had a banana?

"Always have to be happy! Whats life when you don't have a positive attitude?"

I roll my eyes at that.

Suddenly, his face goes serious. His voice is toned down and he looks into my eyes.

I know where he is going with this.

"What did you eat for breakfast?" He ask, keeping his eyes on me.

I look down and mutter "what do you think?" 

I peer over to him, and see his face fall. "Lou" he says seriously.

"PLEASE eat something!" he whisper yells. I shake my head. We always have this discussion.

"Niall, please drop it. We'll discuss more later, just not now. Please" I say with pleading eyes.

He shakes his head, but agrees.

"You seem in a better mood today," he says.

A blush creeps up my neck and onto my face, with a smile dancing at my lips.

"OH MY GOSH" Niall squeals.

"LOUEH HAS A CRUSH!!" he's says loud enough for half the bus to go silent. Now I probably look like a tomato. I turn back, to see a few people staring over, but immediately going back to conversations. My eyes land on a jade eyed, curly hair, Cheshire boy. He see's me, and sends a wink, leaving my stomach in jitters. Niall notices and whispers,

"You have a crush on Harry Styles"

YAY!! Chapter 1! This chapter was boring, I know. But you learn about how he is bullied, has a crush on Harry, and a little bit on his eating disorder. I will get into the main story more. I plan on updating every 2-3 days. Chapters will be longer, this was just the 1st one so yeah We have testing going at at our school for the next month, so I will be a bit busy. Here are some words of advice:

"Go lick a donkey, and tell him you love him"

~Kayla

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