Lavender Lou, Vol. 28

Lavender Lou, Vol. 28

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Harry Styles
Harry Styles is a well know young man around town. Known for getting the highest marks in his classes while finding the time to keep up with his social status. Always surrounding himself with so many people, yet he can't get over the feeling of loneliness within him. He has yet to find happiness in his life. Until a young lad with pretty blue eyes stubbles into his life. Like literally. Louis Tomlinson, unlike Harry, is living the life between being an outcast and the school's talk. Walking the hall alone with the same lavender sweater that covers his petite form. Covering the bruises with the sleeves of his sweater forming tiny sweater paws. He is forgotten. A nobody When Harry stays after school to find a book in the library for an English essay, will he see the shy boy hiding in the back of the room? Will he walk up to greet the small boy or will he ignore him like everyone else does?
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"Say something Lou... please. Say something..." "Football and Gay don't go together, Harry. Why can't you understand that I can't give you what you want from me? I... I don't even feel..." he paused. For a fleeting second, I was hopeful. I waited for him to finish the sentence. "I don't feel the same about you, Harry". Louis finally said, his tone mundane. He had his back turned to me so I couldn't read his face when he said this. I wanted to look into his blue eyes when he said this. He's lying. He had to be lying. "Lou please... Look at me, Lou...", I was practically begging him. I felt my chest constrict. I couldn't breathe again. I tried to take deep breaths in, but I couldn't feel air filling up my lungs. "Lou you promised you won't leave... You promised you would always be there for me". Tears were pouring out of my eyes uncontrollably and it blurred my vision. I tried to wipe them off with the back of my hand. I was a mess. When my vision cleared, I could see him starting to walk away. "Don't go Louis. You don't have to love me back, Lou. Just please don't leave. Let's be friends?" A weird prickling feeling was spreading through my body, flowing through my veins. It was numbing my hands, feet, my entire body. I was now on my knees. He was leaving me. My Louis was leaving me. "It hurts Lou. I would rather die than feel this way". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry Styles is spellbound by the blue-eyed football star of Crestwood Academy, Louis Tomlinson. He is happy to finally have found something more entrancing than music and art. Louis Tomlinson finds Harry, the new student, quite intriguing. He's utterly confused with feelings he is sure he has never felt before. The two boys soon become best friends but will they fall truly, madly, deeply in love?

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