secondary crush

Chapter 19

I'm so sorry!!! It's been over a month since I've last updated this story, I've just had so little motivation, that being said I'm probably going to only write a few more chapters for this story:) 
I have another story called "confundes charm" so feel free to go check that out ;)
Thank you all for being so patient.
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Harry's POV//

Me and Louis got on the bus safely, thank goodness. We were both pretty much sober on the ride home, and we didn't talk much. I'm scared things have changed between us, I know it's only a kiss but I like him so much.

As we climbed off the bus Louis took my hand again, I tried to ignore the shock, and the butterflies I felt, but I still visibly and noticeably jumped, causing Louis to let go quickly.
"Sorry" he mumbled awkwardly. I felt awful.

We continued the walk home in silence, his house is about a ten minute walk from mine so he'd have further to go. My brain is fussing me with all these ideas, about confessing my feelings for Louis. I want to, but I just can't. Not yet, and maybe not ever. It's just too complicated, I don't want to mess this friendship up, and he'd never feel the same way. After all, how could anyone? I'm ugly, and useless, and boring. My friends all probably just feel sorry for me. I feel the warmth of tears on my cheek and sniff, wiping them away. Louis looks up at me shocked, and then he grabs my face. I gasp as he wipes away my tears.
"Why are you crying love?" He says, leading me towards a bench next to the post box and pulling me down onto it.

I just sat there, staring forward out into the road.
"I'm gonna be alone forever" I whined pathetically. Louis chuckled slightly, but I kept my face straight and continued,
"Seriously Lou, I've never even had a girlfriend, or a boyfriend, I'm ugly and pathetic. No ones ever going to want me." Louis gasped.
"Harry" he said, turning my head so that I was looking at him,
"You are literally the most perfect human being on this earth. Anyone would be beyond lucky to have you, I love you more than anyone else in this world haz, and I'll kill whoever's made you feel like this." And then I suddenly felt guilty. I'm in love with my best friend, and I can't admit it. I can't be with the person I want to be with, I don't want to ruin the friendship, he means too much to me. I know that I'm never going to be able to find anyone as perfect as him. I can't help myself, and I feel tears start streaming down my face again. He grabs me and pulls me into a hug, letting me cry onto his shoulder.
"I love you, Haz" he whispers.
"I love you too," I reply, knowing how broken my voice sounds. I'm just Not sure if he means it the same way.