- Why am I here? Why? I'm not crazy, I swear. - Whispered Louis, watching every corner of the hospice.
- You're a psycho. - Psychologist said, focusing his gaze on the panic in Louis's big blue eyes.
- Why is everyone looking at me?
- The scars in your arms, the tears in your eyes. You scared them.
- They're screaming, inside my head. The monsters, they are screaming. - He said, screaming.
- You're crazy.
- I can not be crazy. Let me get out, I wanna go home. This place is killing me.
Psycho - Larry Stylinson
Louis Tomlinson, a little boy who had just turned 18 years old. He always been the kind of kid that's bullied at school because he's gay, it wasn't his fault, so he began to study at home. Louis was an apathetic young man, he knew, but he preferred to think it was a normal boy, he wanted to be like the others. He cuts everynight, he burns himself. Now he's in the asylum. The tears are falling, and the blood in his arms is crappig his white clothes, but he just don't care. He's crazy.
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Psycho - Larry Stylinson
Fanfic[[ WARNING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE GAYS OR IF YOU'RE A EWLOUNOR SHIPPER, YOU BETTER GET OUT. ]] This is a fanfic about Larry Stylinson. It's not romantic or cute, it's sad. Now start reading.
