"Louis, love. You've got to get ready for school", Louis' Mom stood right next to Louis' bed as he opened his eyes, she put her palm on his cheek and gave him a short kiss on his forehead.
"Mom, I really don't feel good today", he mumbled sleepy.
"You've been sick for almost an entire week now, Lou. I'm really starting to worry about you, how about we have breakfast together and then I'll take you to the doctor? I can't stand seeing you like this and also your final exams are coming up, I know you care a lot about your studies, Lou", she tried very hard to break Louis' shell, he knew that. He knew that he couldn't stay at home forever, he also didn't plan on doing so. In fact, Louis liked going to school and moreover he loved drawing, it was one of his biggest passions in life so when conversations about art universities started to come up, he was thrilled.
However, the thought of even taking the bus to school sent shivers down Louis' spine. How could he take a bus to anywhere ever again? He was terrified. He didn't plan on missing school for an entire week, but as soon as it got dark outside his mind went crazy, he got lost in a bad place that he wasn't able to leave. At least not alone, he knew that he needed to reach out to people.
"Sounds nice Mom, I'll be ready in 10, okay?", he answered, putting on a little smile.
"Alright", she replied as she walked out of Louis' room.
He reached for his phone, unlocked it and sent a message to Claire, saying:
Lovely, can you come pick me up for school?I really cannot take the bus like theres no way I'm gonna do that. I've heard you got your own car so there r no bus trips anymore, huh? Xx
Within another 5 mins he got a message from Claire saying that she'd come pick him up, so he decided to have breakfast and put on some clothes to look somewhat decent. Although when looking in the mirror, he did not really like what he saw - his face was swollen and somewhat puffed - he did not sleep properly in days. Louis took a deep breath and tried to just do it. After finishing his morning routine in the bath room, he went downstairs to have breakfast.
The dining table was covered in food, from pancakes and waffles, juices, coffee and tea to eggs, buns, fruits and yoghurts.
''You know I am like one person, right? There's only limited space in my stomach for food to fit into, there is no way I can eat even more than two pancakes'', Louis giggled as he sat down.
His mom replied with a smirk on her face, ''now that's my happy boy!''
After a nutritious breakfast (actually Louis' mom forced him to eat more and more food, he thought she overfed him - definitely) Louis put his shoes and backpack on. Shortly after, he got a message from Claire, saying she is outside.
''Claire's here Mam' I'll see you later!'', he walked out of the house and started looking for Claire's car - although it did not take long until he discovered it. Louis did not know what car it was, especially since he did not really pay attention to that kind of stuff, however it was the only car with open windows and Michael Jackson's Billie Jean playing - for all those who don't see that as an obvious reason - Claire was singing along to it. Let's say her voice was pretty out of tune. Louis hopped right into Claire's car, turned the volume down and looked at Claire with a serious look.
''You might have just attracted every single cat in my neighbourhood with your horrific singing voice. Like please just do not sing ever again'', he laughed.
''Oh fuck off Simon Cowell. As if your voice is any better!'', she replied as she started the engine.
''Good point.''
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DADDYLIKE - larry stylinson fanfic
Fanfictionwhere Louis is being sexually harassed by a random guy in the bus and Harry chooses to come to his rescue. but Harry's intention isn't as pure as it seems like. [!tw: read at your own risk please]