Forever Bruised [Genderswap!Louis]

Chapter 9

I'm really sorry for the long wait.. I haven't been in a good place lately. You guys kept my motivation up the past couple days, and I sincerely thank you all who have commented, voted, and stuck through it through the long wait. Thank you again:) Love you guys!and I hoped you looked at the new description. I hope you like the new idea!

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Dinner tonight was very nice, my family enjoyed Harry's attendance, and I think he liked them as well. I'm really glad my step-dad likes him too. Jack doesn't usually like the people I bring home, but he likes Liam.

Jack is the father I never had. He supports my decisions and accepts me and choices. He isn't the religious type nor the type to sit in front of the tv all watching sports. He actually makes the effort to hang out with is, and play games, and mum appreciates that too.

Otherwise, he was your typical step father. He drank on occasion, but never enough to get drunk. At dinner, him and mum would drink red or white wine, depending on the dish that was made. I even had a glass sometimes when I was feeling in the gutter. I know alcohol isn't the best thing to turn to when you're upset, but I will admit it does help, and that's the only time I let myself drink. Especially in front of my sisters.

Tonight for dinner we had meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and salad on the side. Harry helped mum fix it up while the rest of us washed up and set the table. There was no wine drinking tonight, instead we had skim and chocolate milk. A majority of us had a glass filled with chocolate milk, including Jack. Harry stuck with the skim milk, along with Lottie who had an allergy to chocolate.

After supper Harry and I retreated downstairs to my room, or my mum would say; my cave. The basement had a full on entertainment center with gaming consoles, L-shaped couch with recliners and a small bar in the corner where we kept sodas and snacks.

We sat in my room for a long time. We cuddled on my bed, watched whatever movie was on HBO and shared kisses every once and a while. Half way through the movie we were half watching, he laid his hand over my crotch, then pulled it away quickly. I'm almost positive he was half expecting a small lump there from a penis, something I don't have. Yet, at least.

Soon after that, Harry left and walked home. He lived right down the street, so I offered to walk him home, but he politely declined. And said "I'm a big boy. I can manage to make it home in the dark without getting maimed by a scary monster." And that was it.

Since he left, I've been sitting in my room, thinking about the things that happened tonight. My brain kept telling me that all he wanted was to get into my pants, but he didn't I was girl. But when Harry put his hand over my crotch, I think he realized it. So I quickly called Liam, he knew what I wanted and what I was going through.

Liam has always told me that I looked more like a boy than a girl, I didn't have to enormous breasts, and I never had long hair. I always had the hair that was above my ears, which laid people to believe that I'm a boy. Until they saw me in the girl's locker room, or girl's bathroom. The other girls in those rooms always have given me the nastiest looks and stayed away from me.

I didn't mind. I liked being alone. Stan knows as well. He's been my best friend since we were little.

Liam answers on the fourth ring and I hear Niall shouting in the background, and loud gun shots. "Hey Lou! How'd your date oh with Harry?"

I can't help but roll my eyes, "It wasn't a date, and you know it. And it was fine.. We kissed a bunch. What in the hell are you doing?"

"We're playing a game. Niall brought it from Ireland. It's so cool! You would like it. It's a first person shooter game, with amazing graphics and even steampunk."

"Steampunk?" I ask slowly, wanting to see the game immediately. I had such a soft spot for that kind of stuff.

"Yeah! You should come over after school and try it. Anyways, you said you kissed? Is he a good kisser? Does he like you? Do you like him? Does he know you have a vagina?"

"Liam! Stop! And no, he doesn't, and I think he realizes I don't have a dick. So I think he doesn't like me. He said he was gay."

"Oooh, I think if you told him the truth, he wouldn't care. As long as you're getting surgery. When are you getting that done?

"I haven't gotten a date picked out, but sometime around my birthday, where I have a lot of money from my birthday and work saved up." I sound so selfish for saying that, but that's all I can really do. Mum doesn't have a job, and Jack's job doesn't pay too well.

"That's a good idea, Lou. I'm proud of you. Not a lot of people like to admit that they're a boy trapped in a girl's body, or vice versa." Liam's smiling, I can hear it in his voice. It's one of those smiles a father will give his son when he catches a ball for the first time.

"Thanks, Li. I really appreciate you saying that. Tell Niall I say hi. I'm gonna go to bed soon."

"Alright, stay strong. It'll work out in the end. I promise. Love you."

"Love you too." I then hang up, with a grin on my face.

I check my messages.

No new messages.

I was slightly disappointed that I didn't get any other messages from Harry. It's quarter after 10, and it's been about an hour since he left. He must have fallen asleep.

I got up again to take a well deserved shower. I scrubbed my hair, my body, and my face. After I got, I put my fluffy superman pajamas on, and crawled into bed. I love this bed, it's so big, warm and cozy. Even though this bed was my parents. I try not to think about the fact I was potentially conceived on this bed.

I tell myself goodnight one more time, and fall asleep with the sound of my tele in the background.