Standing in the school corridor, the strap of his school bag clutched tightly in one hand, his other holding a textbook flat against his chest. Louis leaned back against a locker, gazing across the hallway at his lover. Harry Styles. There is no other human being that could even muster a fraction of the perfection that boy had. Louis could remember back when his hair was long, mostly wavy except for the ends. Delicate curls in all different directions. Sometimes pushed back with a head scarf, tied back in a gorgeous bun, or let down freely. Louis' favourite was when Harry would just have his luscious locks down. The waves of brown beautifully framing his face. When Harry would turn his head, his jawline would stick out and would make Louis' knees start to wobble. If Harry looked in his direction, there would be a small green flow that would radiate from his eyes. His lips were thin, but still a bright pink. They looked like they would perfectly meld with Louis'. His hands were large, a few tattoos over the sunkissed skin. His arms; however, were a different story. Littered all across in tattoos, varying in size, all utterly gorgeous. His skin was still tan, tight around his large muscles. They were barely covered by his black t-shirt, as he rolled the sleeves up to his shoulder whenever he wore it. Harry Styles was the definition of perfection. Louis wanted nothing more for those strong arms to wrap around his slender waist and to pull him close. He wanted to pay his cheek on Harry's firm chest, only to be engulfed in his addicting scent. He wanted to look up into those striking mossy green eyes, soon before their lips would softly mend together in a sweet kiss. Louis has known he was madly in love with Harry Styles for years, and the feeling has only grown stronger with age. He knew that man was the one who would forever have his heart- if only the feeling was mutual.
By the time morning arrived, Louis was still in a fantastic mood. Nothing had interrupted his sleep, and he was grateful for that. It was almost like he had woken up with the same smile he had when he drifted to sleep. The first thing Louis did was check his phone, and he only had one notification. louis_black91 has a new message. He quickly logged in, faster than he ever would have before if he didn't know who the sender of the message was. His phone immediately opened on the chat, which made Louis happy that he could get there so fast.
harrystyles: thx! ur utterly adorable yourself, louis
Louis read the gorgeous message over and over, almost wanting to tear up at how happy it made him. He has nearly forgotten that Harry was looking at a picture of Niall, and not of him. But that didn't matter to him now. All that mattered was that a gorgeous man, that Louis is madly in love with, was talking with him. Flirting almost. Louis sighed happily, setting his phone down, standing up. He hummed a sweet tune as he walked to his closet, a smile on his lips. He looked through his minimalistic closet, sighing slightly. He tugged his single pair of leggings out, deciding that those would be nice to wear. Followed by a simple t-shirt. Louis took a few minutes to get dressed in the clothing he chose and to add some socks and his pair of dirty vans. Louis nearly skipped into his bathroom to brush his teeth, and do his hair. He put more effort into his appearance, as he was in a fantastic mood that morning. Quickly, Louis used a spoolie to comb through his eyebrows, styling them with a clear eyebrow gel. Before adding a thin coat of mascara to his lashes. He liked to feel pretty, and the light amount of makeup did that for him. As Louis finally made it downstairs, he looked towards the kitchen where his mother and siblings currently were. He walked in, trying to be as quiet as a mouse, not wanting to catch the attention of his mother. His small hand gripped an apple in a bowl on the counter and a soda can that was in an open 12-pack on the floor before slipping out. He was thankful that he hadn't caught the attention of any of the women, or Ernest for that matter.
He and his mother didn't have the best relationship together. Since Louis came out as gay in the 9th grade, his whole life nearly went to shambles. His mother shunned him away, as she was a strict Catholic. At least she had the decency to still give him some clothing and feed him a few times a week. But when the kids at school found out- hell began. That's when friends left him, people shunned him, and the mental issues began. The constant rejection slowly started to eat away at him. He stopped eating regular amounts, which began his eating disorder. Loneliness caused his anxiety and depression. All Louis had to talk to was himself, leaving him with slight schizophrenia. This might be why Harry was so important to him still, as Harry came out as gay in the summer before his 11th-grade year. Everyone accepted him, no one even second guessed the man. Louis was slightly envious, but his love didn't stop. It didn't even weaken because of the jealousy. It also meant that Louis technically had a chance with the man he so dearly loved, and that was all Louis could've asked for at the time.
Louis unlocked his phone, going directly to Instagram to reply to the gorgeous man. He thought about what he wanted to say to him for a second before his thumbs started to dance across the light-up keyboard. He smiled, hitting send.
louis_black91: couldn't help but notice the guy all over your acc. boyfriend?
Louis wasn't stupid. He knew who that man was. Zayn, Harry's all time best friend. Louis used to also have a thing for Zayn, especially when he came out in the 10th-grade, but he soon found a boyfriend named Liam who moved to the school district during that year. No one could distract Louis from his love of Harry. No one. Harry was everything to Louis, even if he had to completely lie about who he was to him.
At least he was getting the attention he craved.
louis_black91 has a new message.
harrystyles: no just a friend. im single and looking. wbu? single?

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