the monster under the bed // l.s au

F O U R

an eleven year-old louis had just gotten home from yet another appointment with a new psychiatrist.

or those weird doctors that showed black spots on paper that he didn't understand one bit.

why couldn't they understand they gave him headaches? weren't doctors supposed to help their patients?

he walked with his head down; feathery brown hair whipping in front of his face because of the wind.

his sapphire blue eyes followed the pattern of cracks that ran down the sidewalk creating a distorted design on the cement floor.

his head snapped up when he felt himself collide with another body.

his eyes met other blue ones. a boy with scruffy brown hair and crooked teeth stared back at him.

"you'r styles' assingment aren't you?"

louis was honestly confused.

who the fuck was this kid and who the hell was "styles"?

"uhm, what?"

the shorter boy rolled his eyes, a playful smile on his face.

"right, i forgot. you kids don't know who you are assinged to."

"umhm, what?"

"nothing, kid. just one little thing before I go yeah?"

louis nodded dumbly at the kid in front of him.

"the only way to get rid of something, is to fall in love with it."

theboy smiled a friendly smile at louis and then...

well he wasn't there anymore.

way to mess with someones mind.

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