Broken || Larry Stylinson

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Louis Tomlinson, a normal 16 year old boy. Suffering from anorexia and depression, hates himself to the point that he feels the need to starve himself.

He never feels good enough, always assumes he's unloved, and unwanted.

"Louis?" Louis snaps out of his horrible thoughts, looking up at his best friend, Harry.

"Yeah?" Louis responds.

"What's wrong? You've been out of it for the past few weeks." Harry says worry clear in his voice.

"Nothing Haz. I've just been tired." Tired. The excuse everyone suffering uses.

I'm just tired.

I just don't feel like going out.

I'm not hungry.

Louis knew all the ways to get out of being social. People scare Louis. Every time he's out somewhere, his anxiety takes over. The little voices in his head telling him:

'don't eat'

'You're already fat'

'You don't deserve to be loved'

'You're disgusting'

'Just kill yourself already'

'Nobody cares'

'Harry will never love you back, fatass'

Louis believes all the things the voices tells him. He lives upon those little sayings he heard everyday. He'll never be good enough for anybody. Nobody will ever love him. And that's how he lives. In all the sorrow of depression.

The scars on his thighs and wrists define him. Nobody knows about Louis' condition. Everybody thinks Louis is perfectly normal. Little did anyone know, Louis is broken.

A/N:

So obviously this chapter is really short. I wanted to get something up to just kinda start the story off. I guess you could say this is kinda like a 2nd prologue? I don't really know. The future chapters will be longer I promise!

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