Mine || larry

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There was something about the way his curls perfectly fell against his forehead and the way he'd stand with his toes pointed inwards.

Maybe it was the way his green eyes always had that glow that told you he knew something you didn't or the way his plump, red lips would pull back into a smile to show his perfect teeth.

Maybe, Louis thinks, it's the super tight, black skinnies, big sweaters and that totally innocent flower crown that makes him want him.

Or maybe, it's because he just couldn't have him. He could not have Harry Styles no matter how much he wanted him.

Harry belonged to Brad - a gang leader across the bridge - and Louis didn't want to start a war. Especially over an adorable, lanky, pigeon-toed boy.

So, Louis watched him as he'd come to his side of town and buy groceries or maybe just a coffee. Louis wanted to go over and maybe steal the boy - just for a night - but, he knew Brad wouldn't have that.

Which is why Louis planned on doing it anyway.

contains: violence, drugs and mentions of abuse