Stuck in the same dorm 2

8-Crashing down

A month went by and it was the best month of his life. They were still having sex, a lot of it, and it was always great, but lately he had been starting to wonder if this wasn't something else as well. Love?

That was scary. He had never been in love before. Sometimes he thought that he had been but no. He had never felt like this with anyone. He was slowly starting to accept that.

When he stopped fighting with Harry and actually got to know him instead he realized how amazing he was. Like, really fucking amazing in every way possible.

When they lay in bed at night, post-sex, they had the best conversations, and Harry always looked at him in a special way that turned his stomach into butterflies. It was there, he could see it in his eyes. Or at least he thought he could, because Harry never said anything. He had mixed feelings about it. Sometimes he wished that he would just come out and say it but he didn't have the guts to do it. Sometimes he was glad that he didn't say it, because he didn't know if he was ready to hear it. But he would get there, and Harry must know that he was falling for him. It had to be pretty obvious.

Instead, he ended it. He took him completely off guard. Harry just walked into their dorm one day and sat down on his own bed. He didn't even kiss him.
"I can't do this anymore." Harry said. He looked so stern.

"This?" Louis asked. His heart sank in his chest.

Harry stared at him.
"Us...sex..the whole sex buddies thing."

It felt like he was falling into a dark hole. It had just been sex for Harry all this time.
"Oh. Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"No. It just doesn't work for me anymore."

Doesn't work? Was he fucking kidding? He had been completely wrong about him. How the hell could he break his heart like this, acting like they didn't matter?
"Okay. It's probably for the best." He snorted, to hide how bad this hurt.

"Yeah."

"Dickhead!" Louis stormed out and slammed the door.

He ran straight to Liam and Niall and broke down crying as soon as Liam opened the door. He was absolutely devastated. He couldn't get a word out and Liam stared at him in shock.
"What happened?"

He managed to get inside and Liam hugged him, rocking him back and forth and he cried his heart out. Niall or Zayn didn't come running and he was glad that they weren't there at the moment, seeing his total breakdown. He needed his best friend now.

As soon as he had managed to calm down Liam led him to the couch and handed him some paper. He blew his nose loudly.
"Why are you so sad?" Liam questioned.

Louis shrugged his shoulders and looked down at his hands. He didn't know where to start.
"Does it have to do with Harry?" Liam asked carefully.

Louis looked up at him in surprise.
"Yeah, how do you know that?"

"I know you. But I didn't know for sure. Wanna talk about it?" Liam said softly.

He desperately needed to talk about it because he didn't get it. He had been totally blindsided.
"Ehm, so... Harry and I have been having sex for a while." He confessed and glanced at Liam to see if that shocked him. It didn't. He just nodded his head encouragingly.

"And ehm, it was hard for me to accept at first, that I was attractive to him, you know?" Louis continued.

"Yeah, I get that." Liam answered, and of course he did.

"And I'm sorry that I didn't talk to you about it but it was something I had to figure out on my own." Louis said.

"That's okay." Liam answered.