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Louis Tomlinson: In his past, he was the big shot bad boy who ruled the school, but after he comes out, all of that changes. Louis is, in the present reality, a brilliant, relatively poor kid who gets a free ride to his new private high school and is the only [newly] openly gay student. He's an outcast, and nobody talks to him. But one boy, Harry Styles, a snotty, arrogant rich kid that seems to have everything Louis left has a soft spot for the bloke. He finds himself drawn to the older lad, and his feelings for him are inexplicable. But Harry is straight. …right?

Just a prologue, so it's very, very short. Sorry! xoxo


If you were to walk down the halls of Archimedes High, you would hear whispers of gossip, spreading like tendrils through the ears of teens. You'll smell the stench of cigarettes and alcohol, and perhaps a hint of something illegal. You'd walk through the hallways, passing by differing personalitied teens but, you see, you wont be able to accurately label them. The classic groups; the jocks, nerds, and the self centered girls that you know and love don't exist here. Archimedes High's hierarchy is based on the reputation you uphold. Whether it be on your smarts, street credits, or times you've gotten laid, your rep it what counts.

And, by far, the biggest rep in this school is held by Louis Tomlinson. The tall, brawny armed student was the leader of the school. He's gorgeous, tanned and toned, but still rugged and dark at the same time.

Like said before, you cant label these kids. At first glance, you would assume Louis to be a tough 'bad boy' type, but if you took a look at his personality, he'd be a clown. His grades? A nerd. His voice? A stupid Glee kid. There wasn't a single soul at Archimedes who didn't know him by name, and if you knew the name, you knew the reputation he upheld. He's a heartbreaker, too, Louis is. Captain of the footy team, and the biggest player in the school; with girls and sports.

But, though he was at the tops of his game in every moment, Louis wasn't happy. The girls he fooled around with never left him satisfied. None. It was because he just wasn't attracted to the girls that wanted him. He knew that he would never love any girl, none at all, that he would find. And he knew why. Louis Tomlinson was gay. And as deep in the closet as one could be.


So, I'm sure you've noticed that My Dear Diary was a bust. I don't think I'll be continuing that fic, but if I get a good response from this one, I will definitely continue this. I really, really enjoy writing it. Please review, so I know what you think! xoxo