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LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

chapter 1*

I kept running and running and running, my feet trembled several times but I managed not to fall. I didn't want to stop because I knew if I did they would catch and that I couldn’t afford to happen, specially right now. It was 2 in the morning and after continuously running for more than 2 hours I had finally reached the beach. This was the only place nobody could find me because I'm really scared of water. And this is the last place where they'd ever find me. Yes I am hydrophobic. And why in the world would somebody like me end up here? So I was pretty sure none would find me here.

In my head I had already decided to shift to a new city far from this place and get a job there, though I didn't have any qualification to get a professional job. But I knew I just had to.

But right now I didn't even know what to do. I was there standing at the beach all alone, sound of those scary waves coming and going, passing through my ear like air. My legs were shivering, my toes felt numb. My head was throbbing and my heart was pounding. I could no longer stand on my feet and I fell down on my knees which just sunk into the sand.

My hands hit the cold sand. I don’t know why but as soon as i fell onto the sand my insides felt weaker than before and even before i could feel what i wanted to tears started to roll down. Right now I needed somebody to hold onto me and make me feel strong. i tried holding onto the sand but when my fingers dug into it the sand slipped from in between. Nothing helped. My sobs turned into louder screams. All I could hope for right now was it would be great if nobody found me out, that too in this condition. It's just going to fuck up my condition even worse than before.

I did not know why was it me who was always targeted that way? Why always me? Why me? Though its the silliest qiestion i've always kept asking myslef. Every time like from the past five years I had been strong enough to not fight back and ignore what was happening. Not to hit back those people who thought I was a faggot. I wasn’t ever troubled by my parents. They were the best parents anyone could ever wish for. They knew I'm gay. But they never showed hatred towards me. I wasn’t ever differentiated. They treated me the way they treated my younger sisters. All equal. They knew whatever I am, I am a Gods decision, a Gods gift. They were sad in the beginning when I disclosed it to them but they never showed it to me. But I couldn’t handle the society anymore. I had to runaway where people could accept me the way I was, the way I am. Yeah I had a girlfriend but she left me for reasons you already know.

My thoughts were distracted by little sunshine rays that peeked far away from the horizon making the sky full with colours of red ,orange, yellow and purple. I was a bit shaken when I got to know I had spent the whole night thinking about how useless I am. But I had decided I had to search for a job. I got up on my still aching, trembling feet. My throat choked as I swallowed a lump in my throat. But it was dry enough to make me cough badly. I needed water.

As I pulled the bag in front i unzipped it, still coughing, took out a bottle of water. I twisted the cap open and drank the liquid in a hurry as I started to walk forward to go find a bus. I put the bottle back into my bag. I didn’t have to walk much to get to the bus stop. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and slide it open to see 32 missed calls and 15 new messages all from my mum and dad. I wasn’t at all angry with them. I loved them. So decided to call back my mum. After just a single ring my mum picked up,

“Louis? oh thank god I heard your voice. I thought something else happened" as soon as I heard those words and I started to cry again. She was panting almost choked up in excitement and worry.

“mum..i’m totally f-in-e..i’m sorry mu-m I had to runaway..”

“but please come back we all love you”my mum said choking again.

“I kno-w that mum…that is the reason I called y-ou.. tell dad I’m fine or i will be”

“Louis, please come back, your sisters are asking for you”

“sorry mum. You tell them something.. I’ll come back someday or the other when I find my self back…I will but not now mum…it took me a lot to take this decision”

“Louis nobody’s happy about what you’ve done. Please come back Louis” mum says as I cud hear her sobs on the phone.

“I’m really sorry mum but I can’t” I cut off the call as i wiped off my tears from my shirt sleeve and walked forward.



Notes

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Comments

Hi guys, if you are reading this fiction, please continue reading it on the new user id I have created. Which is "Boomelouu". The old one is "boomelou" The one I am using now. I shall be continuing the story there.

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@LizzyM101
thanks for reading and staying!

@AlexxStylinosn28
Well, it has been the death of me!

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@boomelou
I should be thanking you for writing such an interesting story. I love how its so unique and not like the other typical stories on this site. There much more depth to it. The chapters always keep me on my toes. PS I love love this chapter and Harry is trying to be brave and intimate with Louis.