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I didn't slide down the door theatrically. I would rather throw myself dramatically on my bed and stuff my face into the pillow.

Then I let my tears run free.

What should I have expected?

At some point that day would have come anyway. I just didn't think it would come so suddenly.

"Louis?" I suddenly heard Zayn's voice.

He spoke softly and came up to me. Hiding tears didn't help anymore either.

"Hey what's up? You've been so weird since Avery is here and now you're crying. Would you like to tell me something?" he asked, stroking my back gently.

"N-no." I sobbed and pressed myself deep into the mattress.

"I'm not Harry, but you can tell me anything." he clarified.

I took a deep breath. It was true, I really could. Zayn was easy to talk to. I turned and looked directly at him. Zayn looked at me worried and pulled me up by my arm.

"What is it now? Trust me." he said calmly to me.

"I-I am g-gay and-and--" and then I started crying again.

"That doesn't matter to me. You're still the same. You're still my buddy, Louis." he assured me immediately and patted my back gently.

"But t-that's not a-all." I continued and began to tremble a little.

"Shhh Lou. Everything is fine, take a deep breath. Everything is fine." Zayn immediately spoke to me.

He knew what else would happen.
My panic attack.

"Zayn, nothing's good! I-I'm in love with Harry." I cried myself out and thus revealed my secret.

"Lou, that's okay. I'll support you. Besides, I've seen for a few months now that something is different." he smiled and pulled me into his arms.

I cried. With relief, thanks and sadness. Besides, it's just hopeless because of Avery and it has proven to me that Harry at least couldn't be gay.

"We'll find a solution. Don't give up all of your hope. Maybe he likes you too. More than a best friend." he tried to cheer me up.

"No. He has Avery and he only sees me as a friend. I'm sure of that." I mumbled.

"And I thought you were always the sunshine among us..." he whispered to himself.

"Listen, we're looking for a solution, but now just try to relax. Are you coming back to us?" Zayn turned back to me after he stood up.

"No." I shook my head. "I'm tired. Just tell the others that I'm not doing so well or something like that."

"Better just the tired thing. You know that otherwise Harry will turn the world upside down to find a way to help you. Good night, Louis." he grinned and closed the door behind him.

I quickly walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Then I got back to my room and changed into some more comfortable clothes. When I was in bed, my eyes closed seconds afterwards.

Unfortunately, my head was still working. So much that I fell asleep with my head hurting.

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