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⇝ louis, the flower boy.

Louis Tomlinson was a boy that they would consider strange. He wears floral shirts, when he's bored he decides to paint his nails, but they say the worst thing about him is how he never leaves the house without his flower crowns.

At the age of seven he would walk the streets of Doncaster passing out various types of flower crowns, people were perfectly fine with it until he made his way up to middle school,

"Would you like flower crown? " the small boy spoke to the slightly taller girl.

"Sure, how much? " she grinned as she felt around her pockets, not taking her brown eyes of the ocean blue ones placed in front of her.

"Oh no! They're free! " teeth he had missing.

 

"Can I have the one with the pink roses? " she politely asked .

"Sure you can! " he chuckled handing her the thin wire crown with a few of small sized pink roses.

"Thank you.. Um.." she furrowed her thin dark brown eyebrows

"Louis, it's Louis " He nodded.

"Well thank you Louis, I'm Eleanor. " She smiles showing off her pearly white teeth.

 

"No problem. "

 

He said smiling at her once again before walking off through the narrow hallways with the few crowns he had left in his hand, along withonehemadefor himself, yellow dandelions were carefully and closely placed around the thin twigs he spent 2 weeks putting together, as he walked down the crowded hallway he found himself bumping into a much harder and solid figure, which seemed bean 8th year student.

"Ah looky here, the little fag flower boy. " He chuckled, looking back at his two friends who weren't very fond with his so called joke .

"I'm not a..uh... " he stuttered at his eyes turned from a sweet clear blueish green to a dark stormy blue-gray.

"Can't speak? Choked up on too much cum? " he laughed again, but the boys weren't worried about him, they were too busy focusing on Louis' glossy dark eyes, a boy who has always kept a smile on his face was about to break down in the middle of the hallways over stupid homophobic jerk.

 

"Leave Me Alone Man! " The small boy spoke up as his face turned into light shade red.

"Aw, are going to cry? " The 8th year spoke as he did the unexpected.

Take off Louis'' flower crown.

It was a big deal for Louis, it represented each and every loved one he lost, today the yellow dandelions represented one of Louis' best friends, Niall...the poor boy died from a car accident that was planned by his very own father the rain turned into snow, and the snow turned into ice, six hours on the road and his father tossed them both off of the icy bridge that had sharp pointy rocks awaiting at the bottom, there was a possibility Niall could survive but he was too close to the window it was one small rock that stabbed him deep. Into His Lower Intestine. Louis found out about Niall's death a week later when the found the car. The yellow petals on the dandelions represented Niall's bright blond hair and speckles of baby blue represented his bubbling blue eyes that could seem to brighten anyone's day.

Once Louis came back to his senses he let out bloodcurdling scream as he stood on his toes to grab the crown that seemed to take decades to finish.

"Give it back! Give It Back Please! " he sobbed loudly.

He went by the name flower boy for the rest of the schoolyard it wasn't a problem to him, he quite liked it. Until this day Louis Never leave his flat without his flower crowns.

"Louis, Louis !" his friend, Zayn shouted as he waved his skinny fingers in his face. Zayn was a very attractive boy, slick and shiny ebony black hair, small stubs of hair covered half his face, mesmerizing brown eyes, and smile to make you swoon from afar, Zayn was fairly skinny and he's nice when he wants to be.

"Yes sir? " Louis mumbled as he wrote in his small stitched brown journal.

"You zoned off again mate. " Zayn chuckled as he smacked on a piece of mint Extra gum.

"Oh did I?" Louis said not paying attention to Zayn poking his forehead continuously.

"You're very sassy for a eighteen year old. " Zayn scolded as he waved his finger in Louis ' face, he waited for another sassy remark from the sass master himself but he got nothing, he scoffed and spoke again "So um..do you know if you're gonna come out of the closet yet or.." Zayn trailed off as Louis shot up and looked at him with narrowed eyes. Louis wasn't openly gay he actually wasn't sure what he was, he didn't know what he wanted he's hooked up with a few girls and maybe a guy or two,

"I'll just say I'm bi. If I say I'm bisexual will you stop asking me that same damn question? "

"Yes.. Maybe... No... "Zayn smiled and Louis couldn't help but to smile back at him.

"Fuck you. " He chuckled.

"I am in fact straight, Louis. " Zayn said snapping his fingers and popping his gum.

"Shut Up, you fucking arse. " Louis started to laugh as Zayn gave him a funny face that was supposed to make him look offended.

"The language you use towards me! Oh god I can't take this anymore! " Zayn replied dramatically as he slapped his hands over his forehead and leaned back into his chair. Louis laughed harder as the rose flower crown he dyed lavender started to fall on his face, the crown he wore today was to represent the laughing mess in front of him. No he wasn't dead or close to death , but he played a special part in his life. He saved Louis from a lot of hell and stuck with him for 7 years straight not even complaining about his girly antics or his questionable sexuality.

Zayn was the only thing in Louis' life that could make him smile.

Lavender represented calm, Zayn's voice was soothing to Louis he calmed him down, overall Zayn is Louis' safety and the only one he can run to.