The English player

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Are there any dutchies or belgians who watch K2 zoekt K3? Any opinions?

happy reading and feel free to comment guys, it makes me the happiest ever xoxo

Around half an hour later Louis fell asleep again. Zayn plays some game on his phone until Harry is back with all his stuff. The curly boy looks at his boyfriend in awe and he puts his suitcase in the corner.

"You took pretty long." Zayn speaks quietly so he doesn't wake up Louis.

"Got into a little fight with Niall, no big deal." Harry shrugs, clearly affected by it.

"Is it about your relationship with Louis?"

Harry's eyes go big but Zayn puts his hand on his shoulder, calming the boy a little bit.

"It's okay, H. Louis told me. I won't tell your brother, promised. Hey, we'll talk about this another time but now I have to go to training. Just know that I approve fully, okay? Louis is a good lad and he loves you a lot."

Harry blushes and looks down to hide it, trying to supress the smile on his face. He says good bye to Zayn and then puts all his stuff away. When he is finished he takes place next to his boyfriend.

"Haz?" Louis' voice is sleepy and his eyes are barely open. He turns around to face his boyfriend.

"Hey baby, you can sleep if you want to. Just wanted to be close to you."

Louis smiles and hides his face in the crook of Harry's neck.

"I love you." He mumbles against Harry's skin before pecking it. "I love you so much."

"Love you too, my love." Harry smiles, stroking Louis' hair. "Zayn told me you told him about us."

Louis looks up now so he can face his boyfriend and he nods.

"Yeah, I did. I'm sorry if you didn't want that, Harry. I just needed to share it with someone. But soon I'll come out and then everybody knows." Louis puts his head on Harry's chest and cuddles into the boy.

"Are you sure you want to come out?" Harry asks, sounding a bit off.

"Of course. You are my boyfriend Harry and I'm so fucking proud you are. I want to show the world that I'm dating the best fucking person in the world. " Louis pecks Harry's chin and then rests his head again.

"What about finding a new club? Lou, I don't want to be harsh but you know that it will be almost impossible to find a new club if you come out. The football world is homophobic as fuck."

"I don't care, Harry." And Louis leans up to look his boyfriend in the eyes, his beautiful emerald green eyes. "I don't want to play for a club that is homophobic. They have to hire me because of how I play football, not because who I date or fall in love with. You are a part of me Harry and if people don't accept that well then I don't even want to play for that club. I'd rather earn less and play less professional in a club where I can be myself and run up to you to give you a kiss evert time I score than playing for the best club in the world, earning millions where I have to hide myself and even worse, you.

I love you, Haz and I'm not ashamed of you or of who I am. How can I be ashamed of love?"

Harry has tears in his eyes and he is fighting an internal battle. Louis is literally the cutest and his heart is swelling with love thanks to the words he just said.

But if Louis comes out, Liam will know about them. He is not stupid....

"Maybe you should wait a little longer until you are a hundred percent sure, Lou. I don't want you to regret your choice..." Harry says carefully.

"I don't think I am the one who has to be sure, Harry. It sounds more like you don't want me to come out."

"Lou..." Harry doesn't know what to say because that's exactly what's going on. Harry is too scared to tell Liam what's going on between them because Louis is a football player and he was so clear about that rule.

"No excuses, just tell me why. Maybe I'll understand why my own boyfriend, who is out, wants to closet me."

And hurt is clear in Louis' voice and it breaks Harry's heart.

"I'm not closeting you." Harry mumbles.

"But you do." Louis sighs. "But I get it I guess. I shouldn't be angry with you about this while I am the one who wanted to keep us a secret first while I had a girlfriend. I'm too pushy, sorry. I don't want us to fight. You are doing so much for me, I can't hold this against you. I love you." Louis kisses Harry's lips shortly and then hugs him closely.

"It's because I'm scared Liam is going to flip. You know how he thinks about me dating football players."

Louis nods and grabs Harry's hand.

"It's okay, love. When you're ready I can come out, we can come out together like showing everybody we love each other. When you want though, Liam is your brother and family is the most important thing. I don't want you guys to fight because of me."

"I just want him to get used to you more, like maybe if you spend more time with him and you get to know each other, he will like you and accept you. He is just very protective about me because of what happened."

"Hey, it's me Harry. You never need to justify yourself with me okay , baby? If you say to wait, I'll wait. I know you'd never want anything bad for us. You love me and I know that and if you are not ready then I accept that; I love you, come here baby boy." Louis pulls Harry closer to him and connects their lips. Louis' tongue is asking for entrance and the boys make out for a while until they are out of breath and their lips are red and swollen.

"I'm not keeping you in the closet forever, Lou. I want you to be out, want to show you off. It's just for the best, okay? What about we meet up with Liam later?"

"I like that idea." Louis smiles against Harry's lips. "I'll show your brother that I'm the very best person to date. Maybe even he wants to date me after tonight." Louis jokes and Harry playfully nudges his ribs.

"You're mine." Harry attaches his lips again against Louis' and carefully puts him on his lap, making sure he doesn't hurt his knee.

"Possessive much, huh? Yeah baby, I'm yours, been since the first day I met you and will stay yours till my heart doesn't know how to beat anymore."