The Boy who lives on the streets AU. (Larry Stylinson punk, punk Louis)

Boy who lives on the streets AU. (Larry Stylinson punk punk Louis)

So I'm editing this book lovelies! There's so many typos that I'm actually embarrased of this book :D I'm gonna make a massive changes (JUST HOW FAST THE NIGHT CHANGES!...okay I'm just gonna stop right here.) and I think you should read it again if you want to x but yeah...I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! Love ya all! <3

And by the way!

This book is translated to czeck language and you can find the book from Kozatinka69 's page. Love your pretty faces <3

Prologue.

Harry's POV.

I'm cold. I'm hungry. It hurts everywhere in my body. I can't move ot do anything. I don't have anything. I just sit here with my old broken blanket. I have bruises all over my skinny body. I can actually feel my every single bone. I'm actually proud of that 'cause now I'm not fat anymore. Everyone called me fat but now I'm skinny. I haven't eat like in million years. I haven't even walk like in two weeks. I just sit here and stare in the darknes. Nobody cares. Nobody will care about of me. I'm just worthless shit. Useles, fat, ugly, worthless. Nobody can fix me...what am I thinking about. Nobody wants to fix me. Nobody will love me. I'm always dreaming about it...I'm dreaming about how someone loves me because I am me. Not anyone else. I'm going to die in here. In these cold streets. Because I'm the boy who lives on the streets.

Louis' POV.

I was walking home. I was very drunk...no I wasn't very drunk I was tipsy. I drank a few beers with my friends Liam, Zayn and Niall. I had my hands in my pocekts because it was freezing cold outside. It was end of the autumn. I walked and thought everything and nothing. But I was stopped by something. I saw a boy...he was curled up in a little ball. He had a curly dark brown hair. I didn't see clearly because it was dark in there. He looked so helpless. I felt a huge need to help him. He was probably freezing to death. I turned to walk towards him slowly.

He didn't hear me. I walked over to him. "Oi...kid?" I said sweetly. I didn't want to scare him. His head snapped up and he looked at me with horror in his eyes. He didn't say anything. He just shook his head a little. "Hey...hey, hey, hey. Don't be afraid of me. I don't hurt you." I said sweetly to him. He looked at me still with horror in his eyes. He was handsome guy and his eyes were something amazing. They were shining...green I think. I just got lost in them. I stared at him. I felt butterflyes start to fly in my stomach. Woah woah woah slow down Louis. You don't even know his name. That boy was very skinny...too skinny. He had bruises all over his body. What had happened to him? Who did this to him? I was sure about one thing. I wanted to help this boy. I had to help this boy. The boy who lives on the streets.

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