dark secrets.

Louis.

waking up on monday mornings are very hard for anyone, but for me; i'd just wish the world would go away. i mean, i am the captain of the football team, i'm popular, all the girls want me, i think some of the gays do too. i mean, what's not to like? i'm fit, attractive, and i can play footie like no other. ring. shut up. ring. shut up. ring. okay, okay, i'm up. i thought to myself as i sat up, muttering cuss words under my breath, as if my alarm clock could hear it; and brought my finger to the black iphone and swiping across, turning off the alarm in process.

shuffling over to my closet, i opened up the double door but to be greeted with a fuckload of clothes piling on top of me. i groaned, "for fucksake." i mumbled and shoved them off of me. turning around once i heard a light chuckle and saw my mother standing in the doorframe. one of the 6 people that make me happy, first theres my beautiful mum, then there's Lottie, Fizzy, Daisy, Phoebe, and Georgia, on my dads side. the only girls i care about in this entire world. i smiled at her once she said, "you know, i've told you a million times to clean that closet." she chuckled.

"morning mum." i said to her with a laugh and she replied, "good morning sweetheart, breakfast is made, if you want some." i nodded and waited for her to leave and changed into some black skinny jeans and my deep red jumper and some black vans. after i had my hair styled somewhat i jogged downstairs to see 4/5 sisters sitting at the kitchen table, stuffing their faces, because Georgia doesn't live with us. "good morning my beauties!" i cheerfully greeted them and sat inbetween Daisy and Phoebe. in unison they cheered back, "morning bubba!"

once we were all finished and stuffed, i rushed back upstairs to brush my teeth; and grabbed my backpack, and ran back downstairs. i gave all my sisters and my mother a kiss on the forehead before yelling my goodbyes as i walked out of the front door. walking to my car, i shoved my hand in my pocket, searching for my car keys. i unlocked the door to my navy blue mini. tossing my bag in the passenger seat, i turned on the car and cranked up the heat, as it is bloody freezing outside.

i hummed to the music of You Found Me by The Fray as i drove to school, absentmindedly tapping my fingers agaisnt the steering wheel. once i reached the school, i opened the door and stepped out of my car, getting gawked at by freshman girls. i winked at them and they giggled and blushed, i thought it was absolutely ridiculous how girls with react to a guy, doing simple things. i laughed and shut the door, and locked it, making my way to the front doors. literally as soon as i walked into the school, someone bumped into me, and caused me to drop my phone. "ah! you fucking prick! watch wear you're going!" i muttered, not even bothering to look up.

the person bent down and picked up my phone, i noticed he had a head full of curls, and had tattoos up both of his arms. once he stood back up, i looked at him. he had emerald green eyes and the smile on his face caused his dimples to deepen. my eyes went up his tanned, and inked arms; his tattoos intrigued me, i've always wanted to get some but i'm way to chicken. "sorry, my bad." he had a deep voice that rolled off his tongue as smooth as possible. he wore black skinnys and a guns n' roses muscle shirt which i dont know how, it's fucking cold outside.

i took my phone out of his hand and slipped it into my pocked, "it's c-cool." i stuttered, i'll admit, i was a bit intimidated by him. i mean, who wouldn't? this guy is like six feet tall, he's covered in tattoos, and had a few piercings on his face. he let out a deep chuckle and said, "sorry again, see you around?" not really as a question, but more like a statement. he shuffled past me and walked away with his two buddies that were with him.

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when i approached the locker room doors, i opened them up and threw my football bag on the bench, and ran my hands through my hair. "Louis, you okay mate?" my closest friend, Liam questioned. "yeah man, i'm cool, it's just this entire day my mind was set on that guy with all the tattoos, with curly hair, you know who i'm talking about? i ran into him this morning?" i said as we both changed into our shorts and pulled on our shin guards and socks. "oh yeah! i find him quite interesting too, yeah?"

once we were changed into our footie clothes, we were running the field as a warm up. Liam and I ran together while everyone else on the team lagged behind. "so can you tell me a little bit more about him?" i questioned Liam. "well, i've heard he's been to prison, for atleast one year. oh and he's openly gay." he said and wiggled his eyebrows. Liam is the only person besides my mother who knows i'm bisexual. i laughed and slapped his arm, "shut the fuck up, Payne."

after warm up, we paired up and were doing drills and kicking the ball back and forth. my attention was moved else where once i saw that guy sitting up against a tree near the field and he was focused on his phone in his hands. all i heard was, "Louis!" but it was already too late, i looked back for one second and i got a face full of ball. i heard nothing else but the sound of Liam Payne's laugh; and then it's like i visioned myself beating the shit out of him because i paused for a second and dashed after him. 

him being the most cumbsiest person in the world, tripped over absolutely nothing and fell face first into a pile of dirt which caused me to double over in a laughing fit. "fuck you, Tomlinson." i held my stomach and watched him brush the dirt off of his face. "hey, it isn't my fault that you're a dirt magnet." i teased.

everyone was gone, i was still getting all my stuff together in my bag, i threw it over my back and walked out to the main entrance of the school. "ah fuck." i mumbled once i saw that it was pouring outside. pushing the door open, i jogged over to my car, getting my hair and clothes soaked in the process. unlocking it and slipping in as fast as i could. i started it up and pulled out of the school; i was attempting to get home fast, but without getting a ticket but something slowed me down.

i saw a familiar soaked head of curls walking down the street, he's fucking nuts to walk in pouring rain. i rolled down the window, "hey!" i tried to get his attention, luckily, he heard me and turned around. he soon recognized who was calling him and ran over to my side of the car. "yeah?" he asked. "get in the bloody car!" i replied, with no answer he jogged to the passenger side and scooted in. "thank you." he said and smiled at me, and buckled up. i turned the heat on; "you're literally nuts, you know that? you're gonna get sick!" i rambled which only recieved a laugh from him.

 "anyways, where d'you live?" i questioned and looked over at him.

"take this first left, and go down to the second stop sign and take a right. my house is the last house on the right." he told me. i'd have to admit, i'm totally attracted to him right now; i mean, he's wet. and the tattoos just make everything one hundered percent more hotter. once i got to his house, my mouth dropped in awe, "your house is fucking huge." i said, and he laughed, "wanna come in?" he questioned and bit his lip. i think he didn't want me to catch that, seeing that he let it go quickly. i shook my head, "no thanks, i have four younger sisters and a mother at home waiting for me, i must go."

"alright mate, see you tomorrow i guess?" he smiled and opened the door, i returned the smile and nodded, as soon as he got out i remembered something, "wait! can i get your name?" i asked; impatiently waiting for the answer.

"Harry. Harry Styles."

"Louis. Louis Tomlinson."

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