Hold Your Breath➳ l.s

➳8

Thursday, 8:24, Hallway.

"Lou!" 

"Not my name." 

"Lou!" 

"Not. My. Name." 

"Louis!" 

"What?" 

"So. I was thinking..." 

"Oh no." 

"That maybe..."

"Oh dear." 

"...you could teach me how to swim!"

"How many times have I said, Harold. No!" 

"I'm thirteen, and I don't know how to swim...please." 

"Haha. Stop pouting curls, 'cuz no." 

"Pretty please! I'll- i'll give you some bubblegum!" 

"Flavour?" 

Silence. 

Silence.

"Cherry." 

"No."