Toy Boy
Chapter 1: A Long Day
I hear my alarm going off on my bedside table and i groan as i silence it and stand up. I look through my closet looking at all my shirts or should i say my few shirts.
I groan and grab a light green shirt and throw it on, i place my glasses on my fce then slip on a pair of red toms.
I grab my bag of school stuff and my phone and ipod and slip out the door. I plug in my earphones and start to walk to my first period class.
As im walking whos says comes on and i start to sing along.
I wouldn't wanna be anybody else, hey
You made me insecure,
Told me I wasn’t good enough.
But who are you to judge
When you’re a diamond in the rough?
I’m sure you got some things
You’d like to change about yourself.
But when it comes to me
I wouldn’t want to be anybody else.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
I’m no beauty queen
I’m just beautiful me
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
You’ve got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?
It’s such a funny thing
How nothing’s funny when it’s you
You tell ‘em what you mean
But they keep whiting out the truth
It’s like a work of art
That never gets to see the light
Keep you beneath the stars
Won’t let you touch the sky
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
I’m no beauty queen
I’m just beautiful me
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
You’ve got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?
Who says you’re not star potential?
Who says you’re not presidential?
Who says you can’t be in movies?
Listen to me, listen to me
Who says you don’t pass the test?
Who says you can’t be the best?
Who said, who said?
Would you tell me who said that?
Yeah, who said?
Who says, who says you're not perfect? (yeah)
Who says you're not worth it? (yeah yeah)
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'? (oh)
Trust me, that's the price of beauty (hey yeah, beauty)
Who says you're not pretty? (who said?)
Who says you're not beautiful? (I'm just beautiful me)
Who says?
Who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me (yeah), that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty? (who says you're not beautiful?)
Who says?
Just as the song ends i feels someone grab the collar of my shirt from behind lifting me off the ground and turns me to look at him.
I turn to see a smirking liam holding my collar with a smirking harry right behind him with a evil glint in their eyes. “you know Louis you really shouldn’t be listening to music like that when there are people who want to hurt you” he says darkly as harry makes a tsking sound.
“what were you listening to fag” liam says before taking my ipod and looking at it. “oh look at this, the fag likes selena gomez” he says as he shows harry.
When he turns back to me he smiles maliciously and jams the ipod back in my pocket. He then punchs me in the gut and i double over and hold my gut. “now get out of here before we decide to make iit worse” liam says.
I get up and bolt to my first period class. as i run into the classroom i bump into a desk and the teacher look up from her work. She looks at me knowingly then looks back at her work. I sigh as i turn to the desks.
She knows whats going on it happens everyday. She use to try and get it out of me but i just kept lieing so she eventually gave up but she still knows but cant do anything without my consent. I sit at a desk and hen wait for class to start.
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Im just leaving the building that my last class of the day is in when my phone start to blair loudly from my pocket. I quickly reach into my pocket and awnser it “Hello” “Louis remember you have work in twenty minutes” my boss carl says through the phone.
I know carl im on my way now” i say. “okay Louis please hurry its packed in here” he said before hanging up. “okay bye then” i say slowly to an blank line as i put my phone back in my pocket again as i walk into the coffee shop that i work in.
i walk around the counter and grab my apron and slip it on. i turn around and walk over to the cash register to take a order. “ummmm id like a hot chocolate please” a tall tanned guy with raven black hair said to me as he was looking in the large display case beside the register. “ohhh and a cookie please” he said again. “ sure thing coming up” i said as i grab the cookie and prepare the hot chocolate.
I turn around and hand him his stuff as he hands me the correct change. “im zayn” he says. “Louis” i reply. “well Louis i hope i get to see you again” he says as he waves over his shoulder exiting the shop. “me to” i say as he leaves.
I turn to the next customer and sigh, ‘its been a long day’.
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had just walked through my front door of my dorm room as i hear a loud ping sound indicating i got a email.
I slowly walked over to my laptop and open my email. I clicked the email and it opened to only have a link in it. “well my as well check it out.” I say as i click it.
After the page loaded i was shocked at what i saw.
Make Your Perfect Boyfriend

Written in big bold italic letters.
‘Well it couldn’t hurt to check it out right’
Wrong.
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