Chapter 1

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     Louis waited anxiously in line. His cold, wet hands shaking.
It was raining.

    He just wanted to be inside. He was going to a concert to see one of his favorite bands, The Script.
The venue didn't open another hour and Louis was stuck waiting. He waits, standing about 30 feet from the entrance.
   
    He puts his hands in the warm pockets of his jacket and sighs. He is ready for the wait to be over. He was alone. No one came with him and no one brought him here. He walked alone. Not that it was a bad thing. Louis enjoyed walking alone sometimes.

    Today was not one of those days.

      As he stands in line, the rain starts to downpour as a gust of wind blows his soaking wet hair back. He hears the voices of the people in line around him, they are complaining about the storm. No one knew this would happen, it wasn't supposed to storm today.

     Louis realized how many conversation he could hear when he was quiet and alone. He could hear how excited they were for the concert or how their lives were going.

     "At least they are living better lives  than I am right now." Louis thought to himself as he just sat on the ground.
    
     His clothes were ruined anyway.

     A while later, they open the doors letting everyone find their seat for the concert. Louis gives the man his ticket which is damp from the rain. He knew The Script wouldn't actually play for a while so he walked around the stadium looking around and observing everything. He didn't care to make any new friends.

    Not today.

    Louis walks down the aisles to find his seat. When he sits down. He gives a very faint smile. "This is my day." He thinks to himself as he admires the stage. Even though there really isn't much to look at yet.

     The Script finally came out and started playing. Louis was ecstatic. He was happy and excited. He sung along to every song. He didn't care that he came alone. He didn't care about any of his problems. All he cared about was the music. He noticed everyone else was recording and eating and drinking. He couldn't do that. But at this point. He didn't care.
  
   That was until the end of the show.

    Once he left his seat he realized just how bad he had to use the bathroom this whole time. He rushed around looking for a bathroom. "I was looking around at everything before the show, how did I miss the bathrooms??!" Louis internally shouted at himself as he looked for the nearest bathroom.

    He finally found one, he was in such a hurry he missed it before, it was so close! He walked in and surprisingly. No one was in the bathroom. Except one person. It was one boy who looked around his age. He had pale skin and brown, curly hair.
 
    He also still had his pants down a little.

    Louis panicked. He didn't mean to look while he was peeing. He didn't even notice he was! Louis was trying to figure out what to do but his thoughts were interrupted.

    "You come here alone too?" The boy asked Louis.

     "Yeah I don't have any real friends or family." Louis answered nervously.

     He completely forgot about how BAD he needed to pee.

     "That's a shame. I could be your friend. My name's Harry by the way." Harry after zipping up his pants.

     "I would like that. My name is Louis." He said happily.

    Louis's blue eyes met Harry's green ones for a second. They just stood there.

   "Di-did you have to pee..." Harry asked confused.

    Oh right. That.

    "Oh uh yeah." Louis said awkwardly as he stands at the urinal and he unzips his pants. He takes note Harry is still here. Watching him pee.

    "Well this is awkward." Louis thought as he relieved his bladder.

    They both washed their hands and left the bathroom together. "What section were you in?" Harry asks, "19." Louis answered. "We were in the same section!" Harry said excitedly.

   Louis smirked.
  
    He could tell Harry was an easy target.
 
   Just the person he was looking for.

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