Photograph (Larry Stylinson AU) ~COMPLETED~

In The Life of Louis

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"Louis! Mum wants you!" I hear the slightly squeaky voice of my oldest sister, Charlotte. She's always nagging me, telling on me for doing something, but I still love her of course. She helps me when I go shopping sometimes. I don't necessarily need help, but she has a really good fashion sense.

"I'm coming, Lottie, hold on!" I grumble as I walk into the kitchen. In there, I see my mum serving the twins, Phoebe and Daisy breakfast. I smile and kiss the top of both their heads before taking the stack of hot plates off of the counter and piling them into the cupboard. I'm the man of the house around here so I have to help my mum with a lot of things. Not that I mind of course, it's no trouble.

When the twins are done, she shoos them out of the kitchen then sits down with me at the table, taking my hands in her own.

"Louis, I need you to listen carefully, alright?" My mum asks in a small, quiet voice, my face suddenly flooding with worry. I want to question why, but she'll probably tell me in a moment so I just nod. She takes a deep breath before speaking.

"You need to get a job." She says. I furrow my eyebrows, confused at her statement.

"Wha- why?" I ask, clearly confused.

"We're low on money, Louis. I'm going to work next week, Lottie has a job, you need one too, alright? I don't care what or where it is, as long as they pay you decently." My mum says with a small sigh. I can tell she's stressed out again, she always is. Who wouldn't be when they have seven kids? Oh, I forgot to mention, mum had another set of twins a few months ago, I finally got a little brother. And another lovely sister of course. Ernest and Doris. 

"Don't worry, mum, I'll find a job. We'll all be fine, yeah? I promise." I tell her, leaning in to hug her. I feel her grip the back of my shirt gently, smiling a little.

"You're such a good son, Louis, I couldn't ask for any better." I hear her say. That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard my mum say to me..

"Thank you mum.." I say and kiss her cheeks. I can see a few tears by her eyes so I wipe them away for her. "I'll get a job, okay? Don't you worry. Fizz and one of her friends can watch the sets of twins while Lottie, you, and I work. It'll be fine."

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"He's going for the ball.. He has it! Working his way around the other players, slowly, slowly, he's going for the shot.. Goal! Just look at that crowd!" One of the announcers beams.

"Louis Tomlinson's done it again! How many goals this season has he scored? Ten?" Asks the second announcer.

"No, Craig, I'd say about seventeen for sure."

"Wow. This is what Doncaster's been looking for, and now they have it. Congratulations on the new prodigy, Rovers!"

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"Louis, can you tell us about your new boyfriend? I heard you had sex yesterday!"

"Louis, does your boyfriend go to your games? Does he get mobbed?"

"Mr. Tomlinson, I heard you have had three different boyfriends these past two months!"

"Louis, don't ignore us! We'll be here when you're ready for the papers!"

***

"Get out of my flat you piece of shit!" Noah yells.

"But I thought-" I start to say but he cuts me off.

"No, I don't love you! Now pick your ass up and get out of my fucking apartment!"

Tears are stinging in my eyes at this point as I stare at him, laying naked in bed. He doesn't even care about me. I've bought him endless amounts of expensive clothes, watches, rings. He was so sweet to me.. Seriously, what did I do? I woke up. Literally. I woke up, said good morning then he just starts yelling at me..? Sure, he'd get a little drunk sometimes, but he wasn't last night, or this morning.