Illusion

Chapter 2: Newspapers, Trains And Friends

Author's Note

***TRIGGER WARNING ***

* FOETUS LARRY REFERENCE
** MENTIONS OF PTSD USED IN A JOKE LIKE CAPACITY. THIS NO WAY INTENDED TO CAUSE OFFENCE TO ANYONE SUFFERING WITH PTSD. PTSD IS A VERY REAL, VERY SEVERE THING TO GO THROUGH AND I HOPE THAT PEOPLE WILL UNDERSTAND THAT THE JOKE USED WAS JUST THAT. THAT I DONT THINK MENTAL ILLNESS IS A JOKE OR ATTMEMTING TO DOWNPLAY MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES IN ANY WAY.
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Hi everyone. It's Zoe. If you have found yourself here, thank you so much for taking the time to read my fic.
The story started off as a prompt from a post on twitter that someone requested. So far I am working on that part of the story. That will be approximately the next 3 or 4 chapters. After that the story will become 100% my own work.

It's a work in progress as you may be able to tell and also my first fic. It's my baby so I am taking the time and care with it that it deserves. Sorry if my updates are slow to being with but hopefully will be more frequent as I get into the swing of things and the story progresses.

I hope that you like the use of the different location. I'm from Australia so found that my story would feel more real and genuine if I wrote from what I know. Some parts of this next chapter are actually taken from personal experiences and I hope that you'll enjoy it.

Please feel free to share, comment and vote for this story. If not please enjoy it. Feel free to tell me what you think.

Happy reading.

All the love

Z x

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Louis and Lottie walked arm in arm down the street in the warm sunshine. The breeze was blowing up from the Foreshore and it wound through Louis' hair ruffling it slightly. They talked and laughed as they walked, their feet carrying them towards the train station. Their minds were too wrapped up in the excitement of the upcoming hours to really pay too much attention to where they were going. Not that they really needed to. This was a familiar trek for the pair and they let their feet guide them.

The streets were littered with people hustling and bustling about the popular town. It was the last town on the train line and a main hub for people coming and going to the city as well as the locals who called it home. It was a beautiful, sunny Friday afternoon and people were taking the opportunity to enjoy it.

Louis thought back to the first time he'd ever walked this path. Fond memories filling his mind as he listened to Lottie animatedly describe all the things she hoped would happen tonight, the outfit he'd be wearing on stage and which of the many hair styles he'd choose.

Louis had walked these streets more times than he could tell since himself, his mother and sister had all moved to Australia from England. They had needed a fresh start and a change of scenery trying to escape what had become a dull, repetitive life.

Louis liked to decirbe his life in England as living in black and white. It was more often than not raining and cold there and whenever the sun had decided to make an unexpected appearance, everyone and their Granny along with the kitchen sink had flooded to the nearest beach on mass.

Moving to Australia had been like finally being able to see the world in rich 3D colour. Everything had seemed warmer, happier and brighter even on dull, cold, rainy Melbourne days.

His mother Jay had been offered a job as a Nurse at Frankston Private Hospital and she had jumped at the chance to take her family on an adventure. Nursing had been an in demand job at the time and Jay simply hadn't had a reason why they shouldn't grab the opportunity with both hands and run with it.