LOUIS P.O.V
As me and niall walk down the corridor i cant help keep my mind on the boy who we ran into down in the main office. he was so unsure of himself, but so sure of what he was. it doesn't quite make sense, then again maybe it does. the lad seemed to get really shaken up when i accused him of needing rehab here. he made sure to let me know he is here just visiting his mom. i wonder how old he is, does he go to uni, and if so where. what's his last name and would it go good with louis...i don't know why these thoughts are crossing my mind, but i don't quite mind them either.
" what are you thinking about over there?" i shrug and continue walking next to niall. He shakes it off as we walk into the meeting circle, me and niall take a sit in our normal spots.
As we watch the circle fill in i notice that beth isn't here today, i continue to look at her seat then back to the door then to her seat again. Beth is new to our 'group therapy session' but she always contributes good stuff, and things i usually spend the rest of the day thinking about. some how in the last 3 meetings she has always seemed to bring up her son, from the way she talks about him he must be 10 years of age or so. I zone out thinking about how hard it must be for her son; living all alone having to take care of himself. she has never said he lives with a different relative so i assume he takes care of himself. Thats one strong little kid seems to be my last thought as niall taps my shoulder reminding me that the meeting is about to start.
I lean back against my chair waiting for James, the group session leader to remind us everyone here is here for change. And that god loves us, as well as we are strong little seeds blooming into becoming a stiff daisy. As if i need someone telling me i am on the path to becoming a daisy like bitch i am pretty sure i don't have petals growing on my fucking arms, the only reason i am here is because its better then going to jail for 3 years.
I block out the rest of the shit james tries to pound into my head, my eyes fixed on the cracked open door leading to the main hall. i continue to stare as i see it slowly open, followed by a 2 voices i know. a smirk plays on my lips as i see the tall frame of the boy i ran into earlier followed by a frantic beth. so thats her son, man i sure hope he is older than 10. considering he is about a foot taller then me and the things i want to do him are exactly legal. i continue to stare at the boy as he grabs a chair from the back and joins the circle with his mom. i decided today would be a day i actually listen and interject into group session.
HARRYS P.O.V
"we are going to be late. i completely forgot i changed my meeting times to 3:30 from 2. harry hurry" my mom frantically rushes around her room trying to find her other shoe.
"what color is it?" i ask while look under her bed.
"its periwinkle"
"what fucking color is that?"
"what do you mean what color is it? its the color periwinkle. your gay you should know your colors"
"mom i am gay not a color specialist" i laugh as i hold up a shoe with a slight heel.
"is this it ma?" she smiles at me taking it and pulling it on standing up adjusting her dress. after she is all ready she grabs her key and kisses my forehead.
"good job sweetie, now are you ready for the best hour of your life?" she asks sounding a bit too excited.
"sure mom" i laugh and follow her down the hallway.
once we reach the large pair of double doors i hear slight murmuring from the other side, as i take my time opening the door my mom keeps whispering that she is late and that i need to get my arse into gear. i laugh as i open the door to reveal a small circle of about 10 people i notice there is only one open chair probably already set for my mom. As she makes her way to her chair i go to the back wall and grab a chair joining the circle.
once situated i look up to see all the different types of people in the circle. My eyes scan the circle stopping on another pair of eyes that i have already have to seem catch the attention of. I slowly drop my gaze from the familiar pair of blue gray eyes. and look at the floor listening to everyone's introductions.
There is a mark, lisa, kelly, bryan, my mom and a steve. I sit up a little straighter as i hear the voice that sounds of milk and cream.
"hello, i am Louis. Louis Tomlinson. this is my 20th meeting and i am not a sprouting lilly. but a tree who has lost all its leaves due to the harsh weather, but i have made it through this winter storm and my leaves are returning to me."
He looks at me the whole time and i can't help but smile. i feel a slight nudge on my shoulder from my mom, and i assume its my turn to speak. i hesitantly stand up shifting my feet on the tuff light brown carpet.
"um, hello i. hi i am Harry styles son of Beth" i look at my mom and smile small before returning my attention to the group."and i have been helping my mom for the past 2 and a half years" i smile small at the end as i sit back down.
"nice for you to come today Harry. i am sure everyone would love to hear what its been like being only..how old are you son?" i look at the group leader and breath in
"i am 16 sir .turning 17 in February" he nods and smiles as he continues the meeting.
Through out most of the meeting i can't help but feel louis eyes scanning over my body. I mean not that louis isnt good looking he is, but what would he want to do with me?. i am a 16 year old boy who is tied down to his mother.How could that possibly be appealing?
Wait why am i even worrying about this, what would a 20 year old man who has a drug history want with a 16 year old boy who practically grew up knowing the bad effects of drugs. I wonder if my mom knows anything about louis.
As the meeting continues my thoughts of louis get more and more constant. they started with louis is a nice name i wonder how he spells it? to that tree over there has a thick trunk i wonder if louis has a thi- i stop myself from finishing the thought as the meeting comes to an end.
"thank you all for coming today i expect to see you all at the christmas party next friday a week from today" the leader smiles and walks out of the room.
"so Beth?" i look over to my mom as i see louis approach her. wait they know each other
"louis!! its so good to see you. this is my son harry" she grabs my arm and pulls me over to them.
louis smiles and holds his hand out. "hello harry its very nice to properly meet you" i shake his hand mentally comparing it to mine. his hands were so small and warm, while mine were large and cold.
"um, yea hey" i awkwardly let out.
"well me and harry have dinner tonight hope to see you later" my mom smiles and louis nods return the ever so cheery smile.
"see you later Beth, and i hope to see more of you around here harry" i follow my mom looking behind me as louis sends a wink my way.
maybe louis wasn't so bad, but i shouldn't take any chances.
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