Soar (Larry superhero AU)✔

Chapter 18 Confessions

Louis's Pov

I sighed heavily, watching as Harry rushed out of the training area and to our rooms.

I knew that Matthew's words really got to him. I think they really got to all of us.

"Check up on him, alright, boys? I don't know what Matthew and Ashes have up their sleeves," James murmured after a moment had past, my eyes still on the door Harry quickly walked out of.

I sighed again through my nose. I really wanted Harry to be alright. I wanted all of the lads to be alright. I knew I shouldn't have went through with Harry's decision. We should've sealed the wisps and went back to our normal lives.

"Training will start after breakfast in the morning. All of you will have a chance you use your powers against each other," John's arms were crossed, eyes hard. "You will not hold back against each other. You need to get use to using your powers and fighting against someone who has powers too."

Tomorrow's going to be fun. I thought to myself with a sigh. I keep telling myself this is only the beginning and that it won't really start until we fight the villains for real.

With the villains planning and soon going to make a move, James is right. We are going to need a lot of preparing. Who knows what they're going to do.

I glanced at the others, trying to catch their reactions and saw Ziam share one of those many looks.

"Yeah," Sébastien added. "This will definitely help all of you. For now, like James said, just get some sleep and we'll see how tomorrow goes and hopefully, Matthew and the others won't do anything yet."

I sighed again and uncrossed my arms with relief at the thought of sleep. This day has really knackered me.

"Alright," I rocked on my heels. Niall nodded along with me.

"Night, then, lads. We have a lot to do tomorrow," Eleanor spoke up with a sigh. We muttered our replies and goodnights before we turned, leaving the training area.

I remembered the way back to our rooms since it was very near and we walked together without words, no one feeling the need to make conversation.

I was gearing up for what to say to Harry. He might push me away but I don't want him to. As we walked, I quickly made a impulsive decision that just popped in my mind.

I'm going to tell Harry how I feel.

I don't know how he's going react but I don't care. So with a new found determination, I decided that this was it. I'm going to confess my feelings for him and hope he feels the same.

I want him to know that I'm here, that all of us were here. He can't just always push us away. It hurts to know he might be hurting and we can't help him because he won't tell us anything about how he feels most of the time.

I hope that when I tell him, he can see really that he can tell us anything and we'd be there for him, always. Hopefully, I could call him my boyfriend and let everyone know that the beautiful angel Harry is, is mine and, of course, vise versa.

We all turned down our hallway, our rooms appearing in front of us. I slowed to a stop, the lads stopping behind me and I turned to face them.

"I'll check on Harry," I said, biting my lip, taking a peak at Harry's door.

Niall murmured, "Alright, see you lads in the mornin', then."

I nodded without a word and turned on my heel to Harry's door. I didn't knock and instead went right in.

I closed it gently behind me and leaned against the door, releasing a breath I didn't realize I was holding. I could hear the lads still talking, their muffled conversation carrying through the wooden door but after one of their doors shut, I pushed myself off the door.