Louis walked home that day, what Zayn said stuck in his mind.

"Well Tomlinson not as scary as it is for you to know mummy and daddy will never accept you being gay."

He kept repeating that sentence in his mind. Zayn and he had been best friends in grade eight and nine, however had a falling out when Zayn started associating with what can only be described as the wrong crowd.

He hung out with the druggies and eventually turned into the school bully.

However before that, Louis had confided in him information which he had now just exposed to the entire school. Everyone knew Louis was gay, except his parents. Louis had never told them.

He knew he came from an extremely conservative household - and honestly, he was scared to tell them. Scared of their reaction. Scared of what would happen.

Yet, there he was standing outside the door to his home, head wrapped in thoughts.

And he doesn't know what spurt of confidence came over him, but a second later he was walking into the living room where his mother Jay and father were seated watching television.

With a racing heart he grasped the television remote switching it off.

"Louis that's rude we were watching tha" Jay began only to be cut off by the boy himself, "I have something I really really need to tell you both."

Both Jay and her husband looked at each other before glancing at Louis once more in worry, "what is it dear?"

Louis took a deep breath as he closed his eyes for a moment. This was the day, the day were he finally told his parents.

"I should have told you this ages ago. All my friends know. I was just scared of what would happen. But I know you love me, you do love me right?"

Louis asked, suddenly feeling extremely small and introverted.

"Of course Louis darling. What's up?"

With a deep breath Louis finally said those few words, "mum... dad, I'm I'm gay. I like boys. Like, a lot."

Louis kept his gaze on his mother and father's faces as their expressions contoured into a shock. They were quite literally speechless. 

"G-gay?" Louis' dad stuttered.

The small boy nodded looking at his mum.

Suddenly Jay was standing up hugging her son, "oh Louis i'm so happy you told us."

Louis smiled, thinking maybe she was accepting of him but then he heard her next sentence.

"So glad you told us so we can treat you now and not later. It's okay baby we can fix you."

Louis's smile fell immediately as he took a step away from his mother's grasp, "wait what.."

Louis' dad stood up as he held Jay comfortingly while she cried, "don't worry Louis. You're cousin also had gay but aunt El sent them to rehab and It cured their illness - so please don't worry."

Louis began to move back slowly, shaking his head, "no no... I'm not sick dad. This is just who I am. I like guys. I'm not sick..."

Jay sighed, "the doctors always say the first stage is denial. We better send him off to a treatment centre as soon as possible."

Louis shook his head as he began to hyperventilate, "no.... no."

Louis looked at his parents once more, "you don't love me if you're willing to do that."

And with that, the boy was racing out the front door, without his phone, without his keys, without everything. He was running to the one place he knew he was accepted.

The Styles household.