Louis didn't like being alone. He absolutely despised it. Even at the age of seven, Louis knew friends were important. Though he tried to socialize and be open to have any and all friends, Louis didn't have many friends. People would laugh and ridicule him for the simple fact that he liked to wear flower crowns. He liked flower crowns, and he didn't know why it was frowned upon for a boy to wear one, but Louis has always been this way. He liked flower crowns and Disney movies and the color pink, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a total momma's boy. Now Harry was the complete opposite, he was a shy kid, he had no friends, but he didn't mind that. He didn't mind being alone. He actually liked it if he was being honest. He didn't like being around other people because they would look at him weirdly. They would ask him a question and when he wouldn't answer, they'd get angry or they'd just look at him sadly. So instead of being the laughing stock or the freak show of the first grade, he'd rather be with himself and read or hang out with his mom. Anne Cox was very understanding of Harry's disability, she understood her son and that's all Harry could ask for.