Always You (L.S)

Broken 08:

HARRY'S POV:

Louis stood in front of me completely broken. For the first time since I arrived, I finally got to observe him.

Yes he was perfect to me, but slowly I realized how he looked. His lips were no longer soft how I remembered them to be, his hair completely overgrown, his body and arms thin as ever.

There stood the boy I once fell for, but it was almost as if he wasn't. He didn't seem well, he had been through a lot, but this...this was something else.

My heart began to ache, longing to hold him, but how could I? He had no idea what it meant to want a man. His entire life was surrounded by women, one woman. A woman who was meant to be a beard, and he slowly fell for her.

Then it hit me, he was with Eleonore. He had a son. He had a life, and I just waltzed right into his already confusing life only to make it more complicated.

What did I do? All so that I can see him again? Just for us to be overtired and strung out on drugs again? All for wanting this "band" to be back together in order for me to be able to see him?

I felt a knot forming inside of my stomach. Never had I ever been so disgusted with myself. I was being so selfish. I was only thinking about how I felt. Never imagining what might have been going through his mind.

"Harry?" Louis said, awakening me from my trance. "I regret nothing, I've wanted this for forever, and now that I finally have it, I got it at a point in my life where it isn't available for me." Louis explained, tears falling down his face. "I never understood my feelings until tonight.." Louis said, wiping his face.

His words left me stunned. I couldn't exactly find what to say to him. He wanted me too. Years of asking myself if he would ever feel the same , it killed me to know all I had to do was tell him how I felt.

Without realizing, my cheeks were now wet. I was crying, how did I start crying and not notice it? We both stood there, Louis awaiting my response, but I just couldn't bring myself to say anything at all to him.

So he stepped forward, his arms slowly finding my waist. His head now resting on my chest whilst he held my waist, my arms at my side not knowing what to do. It only broke me even more. I hate this. It was cruel, why did the universe not accept our love? Before it was only because the both of us were scared, now It's because he can't.

"I am so sorry." He whispered, his head now looking up to me allowing me to see his face, his face held a sorrow look. Tears painted on his cheek, his beautiful blue eyes that were once filled with happiness and color were now filled with sadness and pure grey.

He was being genuine, I know he was. Finally I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him in holding him tightly. I finally got the courage to say to him, "I know you are, I'll wait for you." I proclaimed, "When you're ready I'll be here" "However long it takes." I said to him, feeling him completely melt under me.

"Harry.." He said, removing his head from my chest. A smile was formed on his face "Thank you for understanding," he said to me in a low voice.

"So for now we're best friends, who are trying to find the right time" "who work together, go on tour, do interviews together, and support each other on life decisions." I explained to him a tear falling down my cheek.

"Best friends, until we find the right time," He said, removing his hand from my waist only to bring it up to my cheek and caress it.

Standing on his tip-pi-toes, he softly placed a kiss on my lips. We stood there enchanted in this kiss, it was an ordinary kiss. A kiss that felt like we would do it everyday for the rest of our lives.

Moving our lips together in sync, "I won't make you wait forever," he said into my mouth. He pulled away resting his head on my forehead. "I promise," he whispered to me.

Both us still holding each other, the night slowly faded away.....