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I panted as I ran, the wind making my tear stained cheeks feel frozen as my breath made the area around me foggy.

I tugged the beanie I held in my hand over my head as I tried to remember where I had parked my car. I smiled to myself as I was able to calm down and I wiped the tears from my eyes as I walked to the vehicle which wasn't that far away.

Fumbling in my pocket I found my car keys and closed my hand around them. I unlocked the car and jumped in pushing the key into the ignition switch. I sat back as the car roared to life and I got the hell out of there.

I arrived at Harry and I's shared flat and carefully parked. Dragging my feet up the walk way I tugged my beanie back off just as I opened the door.

"Louis!" Said Niall, smiling that smile of is. He had braces... since management made him get them. I honestly don't think he needs them at all. Niall doesn't need to change.

"Hey Niall." I chuckled as I realized that all the boys were still over with Harry.

Liam and Zayn were talking by the fridge, Niall was eating some left over nandos, and Harry was sat by himself on the sofa. I decided to seat myself beside him. I looked over at him and my almost stone cold face immediately began to soften.

"You're back early Lou." Harry said in his charming deep voice.

Stop Louis... Stop.

"Oh, yeah just got a bit bored." I said relaxing a bit.

I completely dreaded lying to Harry but he couldn't know about these lessons. Hell, he can't even know who I am.

Wait, Niall.

Niall might understand. He's dealt with management. He's still dealing with the damn bastards because they lower his microphone and they made him get braces.

"Hey Niall, I think I left something in my car. Will you help me find it?"

"Sure!" he said while standing up.

I'm a horrible liar, I hate lying and I never really lie to anyone. I've got to practice.

I walked outside and Niall followed, shutting the door behind him. Instead of opening the vehicles door I just leaned against it and started messing with my hands.

"Niall, I kind of need your help."

"With what?"

"Management."

"Bloody hell! What are they up to now?"

I took a deep breath. "P-please promise you won't tell a soul."

"It's between me and you lad!"

"I... I'm..." I couldn't quite bring myself to say it. I let out a sigh leaning further back against the door while thinking of a different approach.

"Management is forcing me to take some sort of classes.."

"What are they for?"

"They're forcing me to be straight... And I... I'm not exactly straight." I said biting my lip while looking down at my feet as I shuffled them. What if he hated me now?

Niall let out a sigh causing me to freeze. "Louis, you don't have to be ashamed about that, I'm actually glad you told me."

"Really?" I said raising an eyebrow and turning my gaze back up to him.

"Really. If you ever need to talk about anything I'm right here, try not to let them get to you."

I hesitated.

"Please?"

"Okay Niall, I'll try. I promise."

He smiled again and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for one of his comfortable hugs. I let out a small laugh and hugged him back.

I just wish I thought the others would act like this.

Niall is only acting like this because he's too nice to hurt you

It's not like he actually cares

Will you ever shut the hell up?

"Let's go back inside, I'm freezing my arse off out here!" Niall said with a shiver.

"Let's go." I chuckled, stepping ahead so that I could open the door for him.

Niall seemed to scurry inside while I followed him, headed towards my spot beside Harry.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" he asked, slightly tilting his head to the side.

Shit... Uhm uh... Just shit...

"No, Louis can consider himself unlucky because my lazy arse wasn't looking for it long. It's too cold out there!" Niall exclaimed while rubbing his hands together.

Thank god for that little Irish lad. Harry let out a laugh which caused Niall to laugh, which ended up making me laugh. Even Liam and Zayn joined in, it was like dominoes, but with laughter. One after the other.

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