I get a kick out of you

Chapter 1: 🤕

Here goes nothing I guess.
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''Oh, fuck off! I'm just busy and you know that!'' Louis yelled at his mother.

She's been bugging him for weeks now and it was really starting to piss him off. He was done dealing with her fucking bullshit.

She kept nagging him about the fact that he didn't visit his family enough and that he was out with the lads too much.

He just wanted to have some fun with his friends when he didn't have to work. She needed to get off his back.

Jay looked at her son, her eyes spitting fire. "Don't you dare talk to me like that, Louis William Tomlinson! Just because you are a millionaire does not mean that you are better than me. It also doesn't mean that you can get drunk with the boys and forget about your responsibilities whenever you please."

"Jesus Christ! Get off my back, woman!'' Louis yelled, stepping closer to his mother.

"What did you say?"

Louis went to yell at her again, but she cut him off. ''How dare you talk to me like that, Louis! I am worried about you! I just want you to be here for your sister and for you to be healthy and-''

''Then let me be fucking healthy and happy! I made plans with the lads tonight. The girls are old enough to take care of themselves.'' Louis groaned and looked at her.

"You're visiting us tonight, Louis." Jay said.

''I am 24, mom! I think I get to decide what I do and don't do!''

''You're still my son. I expect you to visit me sometimes.'' Jay said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Quit your damn whining! I fucking hate you!" Louis snapped before walking out of his living room.

"Louis, come back here right now! We need to talk about this!" Jay cried.

Louis growled and spun around. The boy's head was spinning and he was gritting his teeth in anger. His mum's always making things worse than they already are.

"Get the hell out of my house!" Louis yelled.

Jay scoffed. "Act a little more mature, Louis. We can talk about this like two grownups. We-"

"I think I told you to get. Out. Don't make me call security." Louis snapped before he spun back around and rushed towards his room.

His shoulders were tense as he waited for Jay to leave. When he finally heard the front door slam shut he groaned again, stomping towards his closet before slipping into his football shorts to go for a run.

When Louis left for the park, the sun was shining, which didn't help his shitty mood at all. If anything, it only made it worse.

A couple was sitting on a bench snogging each other's faces off, a mother and her toddler were feeding the ducks in the pond and an elderly couple was walking on the grass.

He ran even faster.

Louis scrunched his nose in annoyance. Why did everyone seem have a good day except for him?

Not everyone, though. Especially not the unlucky lad in front of him.

Out of nowhere, Louis' body crashed into something like he was going a million miles per hour.

Well, something...

More like someone. Louis flew to the ground, his shoulder smashing against the floor, which, to his luck, was grass.