A/N: Hi! This is my first Larry AU, so I'm not really experienced. But thank you to anyone who's reading! Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT PLEASE!
LOUIS POV
"C'mere, you faggot!" Joe snickered. "You're a worthless piece of shit! You don't even deserve to live!"
I whimpered as I slowly walked over to him. I stood there and let him throw blow after blow to my face, while tears streamed down my face.
"You deserve to die, you little fucker," Jim yelled at me before kicking me in my stomach. I yelped in pain.
This was what happened every Friday after school. Joe and Jim would take me to this alley and abuse and harass me in all types of ways. It started when I was in Grade eight. I always used to watch my friends get their hearts broken by their girlfriends and I thought relationships with girls were way too dramatic. So I wondered if guys were better and decided to take a chance and became gay. But I didn't know that when became gay, all my friends and family would pity me and harass me.
Now I was in grade 12, and the bad asses of the school, Jim and Joe abused me in any way possible, which led to me self harming and wising death upon myself. I no longer had any friends, so I spent my time thinking. Thinking about leaving this world and going to a better place. There were some days when I went to extreme levels, but God would always kept me alive.
"That should show the worthless little piece of shit," Jim sneered to Joe.
"Yeah, now let's go before anyone comes," Joe said back as he punched me one last time and starting walking away, leaving me alone.
I slowly stood up~the pain almost too overwelming~ and started to limp home.
~*~
I finally made it home after what seemed like hours. Every inch of my body was hurting. I made my way in to my house. My mum saw me, rolled her eyes, and went back to whatever she was doing.
I sighed. I was used to the ignorance and silent treatment. My mum and stepfather had basically stopped loving me. They just let me live in the house and they thought it was a lot. I once overheard their conversation and they were debating whether to let me stay or kick me out. That was when I stopped trying to get them to talk to me. They decided to let me stay until I was done with school. Mum even made Lottie, Fizzie, Daisy, and Phoebe promise not to talk to me, or even go near me.
So this was basically my life. Going to school everyday to get tormented by everyone at school. Coming home to find everyone doing their own thing, not even glancing my way. Lying in my bed thinking about everyone, until i fell asleep. I couldn't even find peace in my sleep. I always had nightmares. Nightmares about dying and everyone being happy. Nightmares about Joe and Jim killing me. My nightmares were always about death~My death.

Notes

~I don't think anyone is going to read this but if you do, thank you for reading. ~

Random Fact: The largest number of children born to one woman is recorded at 69. From 1725-1765, a Russian peasant woman gave birth to 16 sets of twins, 7 sets of triplets, and 4 sets of quadruplets.