《Ballerina Boy》15
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The stench.
Holy shit the stench.
Harry's alcoholic puke breath was disgusting.
I quickly pushed Harry off after registering what just happened.
"Harry what the hell?" I whispered backing up.
Harry looked at me like he just saw a ghost.
"You just kissed me?" I said still whispering.
"No I didn't." he said shaking his head.
"Yes you did Harry. You literally just kissed me."
"Louis you're crazy. I think you had a little to much to drink." he said calmly.
"Me?" I asked shocked. "Harry you've had a little to much to drink. Well that and your coked up."
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Harry said shaking his head but I could tell by the way he was shaking that he was having a freak out.
Drugs.
They can really ruin your life.
"Harry I think I need to take you home." I said walking up to him.
"No!" he yelled and pushed me away so I fell and hit my head on the door.
"Ouch." I said touching the back of my head to see if there was blood.
That hurt like hell.
But there was no blood.
Harry just stood there not moving.
"Wow Harry." I said getting up. "You really need to chill out. This isn't good."
"Don't tell me what the fuck I need to do."
"Harry stop." I said trying to calm him. "You need to chill out."
"I am chill twink!" he yelled.
I stood straight up.
"What?" I whispered out.
"I don't need help from a twink Louis. Go home. No one here needs you. You're just a little fairy who doesn't belong near this team."
"Is that really how you feel still?" I asked hushed as a tear slipped out that I was trying to hold back.
"Yeah." Harry said walking up to me. "No one wants you here." he whispered right into my face.
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I tried not to gag from his alcohol puke breath.
I just nodded, turned around, and left.
The minute I left the bathroom he slammed the bathroom door shut.
That's when the tears fell. They fell like they've never fallen before.
I thought I was getting somewhere with him.
Then I remembered the dream I had on Halloween.
Maybe my mind was warning me to stay away but I didn't listen.
I never listen to anything.
I'm too stubborn.
But now I'm listening.
I need to stay away from him.
He's bad news.
Very bad news.
So I started to walk home.
Lottie and Niall can take my car. I gave Niall the keys anyways.
As I walked home in tears I tried to shake off how bad I felt.
I mean Harry was such a jerk to me. Like what the fuck? I really thought we were pass this. He seemed to like me at Steak and Shake. Even the party tonight he seemed like he was okay with me. But then he snaps. I know he was drugged up and drunk but isn't when you're drugged up and drunk you're truthful?
This all means he really thinks I'm just a twink. I'm just a twink that doesn't deserve friends.
This is why I miss New York so much.
Sure they were mean but they were excepting. My school loved me.
I was popular.
I'm a loser here.
A sad, sad loser.
"Hey Tommo wait up!" I heard Ashton yell from behind me.
I dried my tears quickly and turned around.
"Irwin?" I called out. "What are you doing?" I asked.
He ran up to me since I stopped walking.
He quickly caught his breath and then said, "Well I saw you leave the party early. What's going on?"
"Oh nothing." I lied. "Just a little tired."
"Tired?" he laughed. "How?"
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"Well drinking usually makes me sleepy."
"Sex usually does that to me." he said shrugging.
I blushed.
"I wouldn't know." I said.
"No way." he said backing up. "Tommo's a virgin?"
"Yes." I said nodding looking to the ground.
"Hey no need to be embarrassed bro." he said shaking his head. "I'm sure you'll find that lucky lady someday."
Lady...
I looked up at him and smiled.
"Yeah hopefully." I smiled.
Yeah I know I'm not bi.
After the whole Gemma thing I know I over reacted. But I looked up some straight porn to see if I really did like it and I puked about four minutes in.
Yeah I'm gay.
But it was fun while it lasted.
"Well can I walk you home?" he asked. "It's kinda weird around here when the moon comes out."
"Oh yeah sure." I nodded.
Ashton and I then started walking side by side to my house.
"So where did you and Harry go? I saw you two leave the basement." Ashton then spoke a few minutes later.
"Well-" I said starting to answer him. "-he was really sick."
"Oh." he nodded.
"Cocaine and alcohol don't mix well."
Ashton laughed.
"Harry just never learns." he said shaking his head.
"When did Harry become a druggie?" I then asked.
"Well." Ashton said breathing out as he talked. "Harry kinda changed a little after sophomore year. This guy named Ed Sheeran-" Ashton said and coughed. "-was a junior and the quarterback when Harry started out on the team as a freshman. They were super close and stuff. But then Ed left the next year since he was a senior."
"What happened?" I asked. "Was Harry upset because Ed graduated?"
"Well Ed went into the military after he graduated."
"Oh my god." I said. "Is Ed dead?"
"Yeah." Ashton answered shortly.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I think it was a gun accident? They were practicing drills and a gun was loaded. It went off and killed him."
"That's terrible." I whispered.
"Yeah." he nodded. "Harry told us what happened after months of him being silent all junior year. He went to therapy and everything. But he still does drugs and drinks... obviously."
I just shook my head.
He lost his best friend.
I don't know what I would do if I lost Stan.
"So that explains why he's so cold sometimes then?" I then asked.
"Well he's nice to us."
"Not to me."
Ashton looked at me weird.
"You guys aren't getting along?"
"No." I said shaking my head. "He hates me."
"But he talks about you all the time?" Ashton said sounding confused.
"He does?" I asked even more confused myself.
"Yeah." he nodded. "He says your really cool and that you've changed and have become better."
"Okay?" I said not sure what he meant by that.
We walked in silence a little until we came to my house.
"Well this is my house." I said stopping in front of it.
"Well it was nice talking to you." Ashton said.
"Same." I said and walked to my door. "Bye Ashton." I waved as I stepped into my house.
"Oh hey Louis?" Ashton called out.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Don't mention Ed okay?" he asked. "Like ever."
"Okay." I nodded. "I don't want to set Harry off."
"Good." Ashton nodded. "Bye then." he waved, turned, and then left to walk back to the party.
I then stepped into my house and shut the door.
What a weird night.
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