Different but the Same

by Larry Stylinson's daughter

Louis Thomas was very poor. Harry Steward was very rich. Two different people. They met and fall in love accidently. But many bad things were waiting to keep them apart. And they tried to be together forever and always.

1. chapter 1

London, 1694

The wind of England was too cold for a poor boy like him. Exactly, for a poor boy who was only fifteen and had only a small blanket to hide away from the chilliness of London. This small house which even looked like a hut was big enough for Louis Thomas .

Louis had no parents. He was adopted by a man named Troy Thomas. That's the reason why his last name was Thomas. He was kind to him but as Louis was the unlucky boy he died when Louis was only thirteen.

Leaving him alone like the way he had been in past years.

Before the death of Troy, he attended a school. Just because Troy could save some money from his paycheck. So, he could read and write. But unfortunately, Troy couldn't left one in his last days on earth because of using all of it for his medicines.

Every cloud has silver lining. Louis was given some money by the neighbours. So, he could buy food to eat instead of being starve.

As Louis was a helpful and kind person, some neighbours gave him vegetables and sometimes he even got meat.

But sometimes the bad things appeared after the good things. The neighbours who helped him died of a disease. They all were suffered from the same disease. So, many people thought that he was an unlucky warlock and left that place. They moved to the places where they didn't need to see Louis everyday. Only some people who liked to bully and hurt him didn't leave that place. Not because they wanted to bully Louis just because they had their own reasons.

"Hay! Bad luck! Sleeping? I'll give you a warmer blanket if you sleep with me tonight." The laughter broke out. Louis heard it but he didn't respond. He's gay. But he would never do that for a blanket even though he was freezing cold. And plus they're just the bullies.

'Why I am so unlucky? ' he thought to himself. He would blame his real parents for leaving him alone without even telling him their names. A tear fell down from his sky blue eye. And the second and third tears followed 'If I could have only a person who care about me, I would never let him go. Never. ' He fell asleep after crying for an hour.

But he knew that the nightmares of the loneliness would scare him like usual.

And may be he'd find that person one day.

That person who would love

and care him

forever and always.

And he would wait.

Until he could found him.