gbf ♡ larry

closet probs and queens

okay so harry's thoughts are in bold

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"oh please you're the biggest flamer at this school louis." marine said shutting her locker.

"shh." he hushed looking over both his shoulders. "must you be so loud?"

louis was the type to show what he was but not to admit it out in the open. not in denial but more or so not giving people the joy for squeezing it out of him. there was no denying that he was gay, he just didn't want to come out yet.

"you might as well have a huge neon sign flickering above your head." niall sighed.

"with proud closet flamer written across the top." marine snickered.

"well if that's the case, it might as well say fresh meat." he laughed. louis didn't find it offending at all. he loved his friends and wouldn't trade them for the world. he had another friend too, harry. who was quietly putting his books into his bag, his long curls hanging in his face.

"what about you, slut?" he got his attention. he looked up with his eyebrows furrowed together, obviously he wasn't listening. "do you think i'm a flamer?"

now this was a question i undeniably didn't want to answer. it was non negotiable. louis was the face of a flamer. feminine attitude, colorful dressing, and his love for a wide range of celebrities.

"well, your wearing your jeans rolled up two inches above your ankles," harry noted. "and your unquestionable obsession with ariana grande [aka my queen] might be a giveaway but other than that." harry looked at the beautiful blue eyed boy.

"i cannot believe what i am hearing." he huffed slumping against the locker.

"you're a closet flamer and there's nothing you can do to convince us otherwise." marine said slinging her bag over her shoulder. her black hair had recently been bleached in places, now coloured purple. "you're the face of gay in this school."

"you guys are unbelievable." he groaned."even you." he elbowed harry's arm. it made his heart flutter.

okay truth time. i have had a crush on louis for as long as i can remember. it was silly and probably far fetched but i didn't care.

the boy was beautifully captivating and that's all that he could think about.

"stop, it's happening." marnie said placing a hand out to stop her friends from walking. they were stopped at the north wing of the school at the perpendicular hall intersection.

oh yeah and there's one more thing about this school that makes it even stranger. the three queens. the queens balance out the groups of kids at this school placing into three factions. like kingdoms. keeping everyone in their place.

first there's charliece, leading female role of all school musicals and production. the drama queen if you will. she rules the drama club, all three types of choir and the band geeks.

next is rachel, otherwise considered the school pasture, or the mormon queen. girlfriend of fellow mormon, nick. she rules the religious groups having anything to do with jesus and pretty much all the goody two shoes of the entire school.

and last but not least is the top dog. faucet, controller of the jocks, rich kids and their followers. so mostly the whole school.

but then theirs us. the floaters. no specific place.

he watched as the girls circled each other as if ready to pounce at any given moment. they separated after giving each other a cut throat look down. the bell then rang filling the halls with students rushing to their classes.

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this sucks af but it'll get better i swear