INTRODUCTION:

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One Direction; the biggest and most successful band in the world. They are on their world wide stadium tour but they have 3 weeks off before they start their second part of their three part tour. The boys rarely get to see their families so these 3 weeks breaks are normally fun and memorable for them but two band members are scared of the decisions they have made these past few days, unaware the other is doing the same. They have both decided to come clean and show their pride in their sexuality by coming out. They haven't did it yet but they will be doing it. Harry and Louis are the members of One direction who are planning on coming out but they don't know how or when to do it, they both feel as though their break is the perfect time for it as all their family will be together celebrating their tour homecoming, if you will.

HARRY'S POV

I have just got home from Ireland. We did our last show in Ireland and I ended it with a flight the next day home. Which brings me to now...

I am sitting in my bedroom ,in the family home, deciding on the best way to come out to my family. Maybe a song or a speech...damn it. I am so nervous, I know my sister; Gemma has a homosexual friend but I don't know how she will react to having a homosexual brother. Maybe she will be accepting or maybe she won't be. I will never know until I tell her and my mother; Ann. I have been planning to tell them at dinner which is in 10 minutes time.

I heard a voice shout softly up the stair of our 3 bedroomed, two bathroomed home.

"Harry, darling are you awake? Dinner is ready"

My mind isn't playing tricks on me, that's my mum shouting. I gather my thoughts together as I walk down the spiralled stairs. As soon as I got into the dinning room, I felt pressure on my chest. I couldn't help but spill my secret there and then.

"I'msorrybut-ohgosh-I'm Gay!"

The room went quiet and I suddenly felt as if I had made the worst mistake of my life until my sister spoke in a soft but stern tone.

"Harry, we know. how can I put this? Erm...not all straight boys look at a person-a boy they have just met as if they are the sun in England or the rain in a desert."

"Well...that is true. So-Wait? you're not ashamed of me?", I replied.

"Hell NO!, We are not ashamed of you! ...I mean, of course we aren't ashamed of you! You're my son, i basically created you this way" My mum speak up in a defensive tone which quickly turned into calm, understanding tone.

I could help but smile. My family didn't care and most of all it does not and has not affected the way they treat me. They have treat me the way they usually do. All I can think about now is how the boys are going to react and it makes me worry a lot.

LOUIS' P.O.V

It's the day of my homecoming from our second worldwide stadium tour, my siblings are super stoked about it and I can't wait to land so I can meet them in the airport. All my life while I lived with my family, I have always wondered how much more peaceful and less annoying it would be to leave home but now that it has actually happened it makes me miss my annoying sisters and my brother.

After a flight that most would consider a short flight from Ireland to Doncaster felt like the longest flight I've ever been on, we're landing and i can feel my stomach doing back flips. I haven't felt this nervous since I auditioned for the X Factor in 2010. The plane finally lands and we all make our way off the plane. It doesn't take long for me to find my 5 sisters, my brother and my mother standing at luggage collection waiting for me with their phones up to record my reaction. The oldest twins; Phoebe and Daisy are the first to spot me. I watch on as they run as fast as they can toward me, I couldn't stop the genuine smile that was taking over my face. When they finally get to me I close my eyes and take in the cuddling moment I am sharing with them both and when i finally open my eyes I see Charlotte, Felicite, Doris, Ernest and my mother staring at me, they all shared the same facial expression. They seemed happy to see me but that isn't unusual, they always seem happy when they see me and I wouldn't change that for anything. I'm glad my family are supportive of my music and the decisions I have made throughout my life since I was 16 years old, I am now 23 years old.

We are gathering up my things when Charlotte, who is also known as Lottie, tell me that she needs to ask me a serious question when they are alone. she then goes on to say...

"I hope I don't offend my boobear, but some fans have brought it to my attention so i want to ask you while you're alone just so I can get an honest answer from you".

"when we get home you can ask me after lunch, I'm sure i wont be offended, the fans are good to me, not offensive", I reply with a worried look on my face hoping Lottie didn't notice it.

"Alright, maybe after lunch while everyone is playing family game, we can go off to talk on skype with Zayn, Liam, Niall or Harry. Then it gives us both a reason to not be there. We will talk to whoever answers for a little while then we will talk before we go back to the games room,maybe?" Lottie requested.

I agreed with Lottie because the best way to get your own time during family games is to call or skype call someone and I'm sure the boys wont be too busy. I could help but search twitter, Instagram, Tumblr and the latest news articles about me to find out what the fans are considering a 'hot topic' lately. I am so nervous and extremely tired but I know that it will be something as silly as "Are you dating such-or-such" like she always asked me, she was so cute when she'd ask. She used to show me an 'imagine' story which a fan had wrote about themselves in that situation and she'd read it to me, then ask if it was true. But for some reason I don't think it is one of the stories which the fans like to refer to as 'Imagines'. I feel like it is much more personal and serious but I don't let it bother me too much so I let it slip over my head while we all are sitting in the car on our way back to our family house.

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