The Gay Prince- Nouis

Chapter Thirteen

Amelia's funeral was held a week later and it was a sad day. Louis, Zayn, and Michael have been miserable that whole week.

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Now it's been a month. Louis is doing better. He is a month clean but still hurts mentally sometimes. Multiple nights, he's had nightmares. Niall is there for him no matter what happens. Louis gets bullied now at school unless he is seen around any popular kids. Niall has become more protective over Louis but gives him space when he needs it.

Michael has a girlfriend named Addison. Harry has gotten a little protective of Zayn and helps him as much as he needs. Mr Carter, the English teacher, has noticed behavior changed in the nine boys since the Friday before the Louis incident. He notices Michael and Zayn participating more. Louis' scares have been seen a couple times by Mr Carter but he doesn't ask. One day, he notices that Louis has really bad scars and burn marks. Some seem about a month or two old. Mr Carter calls him after class that day.

"Louis how have you been feeling lately?"

Louis looks at him, nervous. "Better than I was a few months ago."

"Come over to my desk please."

He walks over to Mr Carter's desk, hesitantly. Mr Carter hands him some ointment.

"This is for your arms. It keeps it from infecting," he states. "If you ever need to talk come to me and I'll listen. Or go to an adult or a classmate you trust."

Louis takes the ointment. "Thanks Mr Carter."

"You're welcome. Have a good weekend."

"You too."

Harry:

"You guys don't have to hide in a bathroom stall and do whatever you want whenever you want," Niall told me and Zayn at lunch. "It's very disturbing when someone needs to take a piss."

Liam adds, "Or a shit."

Zayn's face flushes red and he hides against my shoulder.

"Thanks now my boyfriend is a tomato," I tell them. "We'll be quieter next time," I added.

"Nope. I lost my appetite. That's nasty Harry," Liam says. Niall agreeing.

"You owe me a due-over lunch without saying that shit mate."

I laugh. "We weren't doing anything bad."

Louis sits at the table and looks around to check something. Then he asked, "Did you guys tell about my arms?"

We all replied with a 'no' or a head shake.

"Why?" Liam asked.

"Mr Carter knows about them," he whispered.

Niall choked on his drink. "What?"

Louis nodded then focused on Zayn. "Why are you a cherry?"

"Niall embarrassed him," I point out when Zayn doesn't answer.

"Wh- nevermind I don't wanna know." He made a face and I chuckled.

Niall:

Louis looks at me and smiles. I'm really glad he is doing better. I hold his hand under the table and rub my thumb on the back of his hand. We continue our converastion of anything we can talk about and there is an occasional chuckle or funny face.

Luke:

Ashton giggles at something Calum says. God I love his giggle. I love his smile too. And his eyes.... Yeah I guess I just love everything about him. Louis started smiling a lot more this last week. I wonder what caused his smile. Nevermind, I can tell the reason is Niall just by looking at him.

"Luke is not a slut," Ashton argues to Harry. "I'll tell you who the slut is."

"Enough about sluts, Addison is walking over here," Michael interupts.

I laugh. "He's wrapped around your finger," I tell Addy when she sits down.

She chuckles at me. "Oh yeah?" Mike glared at me. Addison smiled at him and gave him a kiss, "You don't have to be."

"I'm not. Well, not that much."

He stuck his tongue out at me. I stuck mine out in return.

Calum:

"You two are toddlers," Addy told Luke and Mike.

I laughed. "When are they not?"

She smiled at me. "We'll I can think of some points but other than that, never."

"I give up on eating," Liam told us. We all laughed.

"I didn't mean it in a wrong way Liam," Addy told him.

"I'm still grossed out."

~~~~After School~~~~

Niall:

We head back to my place since Mum and Dad are out of the house again. We're watching a movie when Louis moved his head off my shoulder and sat on my lap.

Leaning against me, he whispered, "You're a lot comfier."

I put my arms around his stomach and hold him close to me. As if he knows what he is doing, he shifts in my lap. I feel him scoot back against my crotch a little.

Feeling him shift again, I asked him, "Lou? What're you doing?"

"Getting comfy," he answered. Turning around, he straddled me. "Why?" he asks all innocent.

"Nothing," I tell him, kissing him. "Thirsty?" I ask against his lips.

"Mhm." He moves off my lap. "What are you doing?"

I picked up my phone. "Well, it is Friday. And we do have booze so I was thinking we could throw a party so we could drink the booze," I respond.

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Lou comes up to me, a little drunk.

"Hey babe," I tell him and give him a kiss.

"I'm bored."

I chuckle. "Wanna help with the beer?"

He nods happily. "Ok!"

After about an hour, we were in a heated kiss. Louis was sitting on the counter while I was between his legs, just kissing him. We were in our own world. Both drunk, enjoying the kiss. Everyone else were in their own world, but ours- ours only had me a Louis.