Some people's past would only show what they become like if they had a horrible life in their childhood growing up then they become a bully. Well I will tell you about two young boys who lived a life of broken homes and dreams. These two boys thought that life would never get better for the both of them, but fate had a different road. Broken roads can sometimes bring people together.
Harry Styles had a great life growing up in Holmes Chapel with his mom, Martha, dad, Dean, and his brother Trevor. Harry was the cheeky boy in the family. He had dark brown curls. Bright emerald eyes that would shine under any light matching with his dimples for every smile.
"Hey dad can we go to the park please?" Six year old Harry asked his dad.
"Let's wait until your mum gets home from work," Dean said patting his son's hair with a smile.
Harry sat on his bed and played with his little teddy bear. His brother, Trevor who is four years older than Harry, came into the room and played with him. They fought the bad guys to win for the good just to wait for Martha to come home. But day after day, Harry would ask the same question to his dad about the park and Dean gave him the same response. Martha would work late on some days, mostly the weekend. She would tell Harry maybe tomorrow but by the next day it's the same thing, maybe tomorrow.
A couple years had passed, Harry was in fifth grade and Trevor was in high school but lately their parents were avoiding each other, mother avoiding father. Trevor and Harry would come home to see the parents yell and fight with each other. Trevor covered Harry's ears and took Harry to his room, try to comfort Harry the best he could. After the parents fought, Trevor help made food for Harry and teach him how to make food. Martha left in the middle of the night do to whatever she had to do but wouldn't come home till the next day. Dean took his anger and frustration out on the boys by hitting them for every mistake they did wrong. Trevor tried to hide Harry in his room from their father but somehow Dean knew where Harry was at.
Day after day at school, Harry was only social to himself and would get bullied because they would say the reason why your mother is not home is because she's sleeping around. Harry would try not to cry but the tears found a way to fall on his face. He wished Trevor would be there with him saying that everything was going to be alright but he knew that Trevor would not always be around. The bullies would hit Harry in the back of the head when they walked by in the hallways, in the bathrooms, and during classes. Harry would come home with bruises that would hide behind his curly hair. Nobody knew about the bullies, Trevor would ask Harry why he had headaches but Harry sat in silence on his bed.
Nights got worst with the parents but that's when the truth finally came out.
One of the nights Martha snuck out, Dean followed her. He followed her to another home to be greeted by another man. That was when he knew that Martha slept with the other man. Dean barged into the home, beat the man that Martha slept with then went back home to see Harry messing around not asleep. Dean beat Harry then picked him up by his throat, squeezing it as Harry tried to gasp for air then threw him against the wall. Trevor ran down the stairs to see Harry grabbing his throat, wincing in pain as he tried to cry but nothing came out. After that night, Harry couldn't talk because of what his father did. Every time he tried, nothing came out but small grunts. Trevor knew that Harry could not talk anymore. That day was just the beginning of Harry's life turning upside down. Martha left Dean, Trevor left for military school leaving Harry with Dean, the abusive father. Harry thought his life wouldn't be any better and just might as well die says the voice.
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In another part of where this story is going to take place also starts out with another boy named Louis Tomlinson in Doncaster. Louis grew up with no easy life just like Harry. Louis might have dressed like he had nice clothing, his life was perfect but what they don't know what Louis hid inside of him. As a young boy, Louis never lived in a nice house. His father left the family when he was eight years old. Louis lived in a broken home that looks liked that it was haunted. His family was poor, so poor that Louis had to skip classes in school just to go to work to help out the family. Louis's sister, Lottie, was sickly ill because her immune system was weak. Nobody knows about his life other than what he tells them.
Two boys, lived so much in common but what they don't know is that both are going to be expected the unexpected.
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Secrets - [Larry Stylinson]
Fanfiction"There are three kinds of secrets, 1.) Something that you hide at the bottom of your heart because you don't want it to be mentioned, 2.) Something that you can't say although you want to, and 3.) Something that you hope someone asks about even thou...