AN - Here we go then guys!!! This is the last proper chapter! (definately, this time!! haha) It turns out that in the last chapter, I misjudged what was left, and I completely forgot about this chapter!!!! Next though, is definately the epilogue.
Okay, in the last bit of this chapter, there are some words said that you maaaay recognise from BFY, and from the description of this fic!!!! Yeeeaaah, I waited until the end, hehehehehe
Basically, I'm not going to do all of the soppy, end-y ficcy stuff just yet, because I still have the epilogue, but I am quickly going to say, oh my god you guys....... we're here..... i love you all so much!
I hope you all like this chapter, and the whole fic, and I love you all so much, my lovely sweetums!!!
It’s not her fault. I know it’s not her fault. She would never do this to me, no matter how much I hurt her because she’s Daisy – she doesn’t do shit like that.
Plus, she didn’t even come in to school today, I feel bad because it’s obviously because of me. Anyway, all she did was tweet two simple words; ‘it’s over’.
She had no idea the consequences that her two words held. She had no way to tell that others would grab those words and morph them into something hurtful and harmful – and use the now sharp words as a weapon. Those words, now a grenade, are turning it all to rubble.
“Okay, five minutes left ladies and gents!” Louis’ English teacher had set them a ten minute creative writing task to write anything they wanted, in any form, based around the theme ‘blame’.
It turns out that that theme was pretty fitting, considering the circumstances that Louis had found himself in when he walked through the school gates.
That morning Louis had been nervous about facing Daisy after everything that had happened - and when more whispers than normal were directed at him, he didn’t even take a moment to think about it, because he just wanted to see if Daisy was okay. She really mattered to him, despite everything, she really meant the world to him – and god, sue him if he wanted to make sure that someone special to him was okay.
Eventually though, of course, the whispers got louder and he began to make out the words that were being spoken around him.
“So he really did it then? Broke up with Daisy?”
“Who would break up with Daisy? God he’s so fucking gay.”
“Do you think she broke up with him because he keeps shouting boy’s names when she goes down on him?”
“Do you think she dropped him ‘cause he’s got AIDS from all the gay sex he has?”
But then, “Louis!” Harry called out, Louis could hear him pushing through the crows in the hallway, trying to get through to Louis who was adamantly trying to remain out of reach, “Louis, please wait!”
Harry’s warm hand caught Louis’ wrist and pulled him to a stop, Harry staring at Louis with the weight of the world in his eyes, “Have you seen your locker?”
Louis shook his head, confused, and Harry swore angrily and muttered, “It’s all fucking bullshit.”
Harry was getting more and more worked up in front of Louis, who was simultaneously taking in the crowds that unsubtly surrounded them with seemingly morbid intent, and trying to figure out what Harry was going on about.
“What?” Louis asked softly, catching Harry’s elbows in his hands and stroking the soft skin lightly, before realising himself and pulling away nervously, “What are you going on about?”
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