Harry's POV
!!TW!!
Use of harsh language and harsh name calling and beliefs
The beliefs stated in this are not my own, it is simply stated just for the story line.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"You know what Styles you're nothing more than a disgusting f@g! You think you are so great and above the rest of us when in reality you've been living a fucking lie all your life! You keep saying I'm the problem but that's not fucking true! You're the fucking reason my dad left and the reason my mom won't even fucking look at me anymore! You're the reason I lost everything! If it weren't for you and your gay ass I would still have my family and friends! You made my life fucking hell! So no Harry I'm not the problem, I didn't ruin your life, and I'm not the reason we're not 'friends' anymore! You did that all to yourself the day you decided to tell everyone that you're fucking gay! I hope you rot in hell, that's where all you f@gs belong anyway!" Louis shouts at me reminding me of everything that happened all those years ago.
(Flashback still in Harrys POV)
Today's the day, today is the day that I finally tell Louis that I love him. I have been putting this off since I started realizing I had feelings for him and that was ten years ago. I didn't tell him earlier because I thought that everyone had these feelings for their best friends so it was nothing to bring up because he felt the same way. I was six then and it wasn't until I was thirteen when I realized these feelings weren't normal. Well they were normal feelings for someone to have but not about a person of the same gender. I kept pushing it away even when I realized this because all my life I was taught that it was wrong. That I was weird and disgusting because of these feelings I couldn't control. So I stayed silent not showing Louis who I really was, not telling him why I was acting weird, or why I got mad every time I'd see someone flirting with him. I just pushed it down and pretended like it never existed. But not anymore, not today. I'm done hiding, I'm done pretending to be someone I'm not, I'm finally going to tell Louis that I love him.
"Hey Hazza, ready to go play footie?" Louis asks me as he walks up to where I'm sitting. Wow, he really is gorgeous. He's skinny but not lanky like me, he's barley taller than me, which he hates, but I think it's perfect. He's tan and has soft, light brown hair that he's always brushing out of his eyes. His eyes, his eyes are my favorite. They are as deep as the ocean, as mesmerizing as the sunrise, intriguing as if they have a story to tell, and are a fascinating icy blue.
"Haz, Harry, H? Hey.....I asked you a question, are you ready to play some footie?"
"Huh? Yeah, sorry. I guess I was distracted, but yeah I'm always ready to play footie." I laughed getting up and following Louis to the footie fields trying not to give into my nerves.
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Me and Louis finally sit down to take a break after playing footie for about an hour and this is when I decide to finally tell him everything.
"Lou, can I tell you something?"
"Of course Hazza you can tell me anything remember."
"You promise you won't get mad or like stop being friends with me?" I need him to promise me this because I have finally let myself think about what will happen if he doesn't feel the same and I really don't want my stupid feelings to end our friendship. I don't know what I would do without him, he's been my best friend all my life.
"Harry I promise, now what's up?" He questions turning so he's facing me as he slowly sips his water. I take a deep breath, deciding how I will tell him. I have practiced exactly what I wanted to say for years but now that I''m finally doing it I can't remember anything I practiced. I finally decide that I'm just gonna start talking and see where it goes.
"So ummm basically I uh started having these feelings when I was six and I thought it was normal and everyone had these types of feeling but uhh once I was thirteen I realized that it was in fact not so normal. And I was gonna tell you about it then but I just I couldn't, so I just pushed it down and forgot about it. But I can't forget about it anymore because these feelings are a part of me, they are what makes me...me. And, and, I-"
"Harry, hey calm down. Take a breath, it's going to be okay." Louis says moving closer to me. I look down taking deep breath's trying to control my anxiety when I feel Louis' hand brush against my cheek. My heart started racing, Louis has never touched me like this, so gentle and meaningful. I keep my head down trying to get my self back under control before I acknowledge Louis and the fact that he's still got his hand brushing against my cheek.
"Harry look at me," Louis whispers gripping my chin to make me look him in the eyes "I promised you when you started talking that whatever you are going to tell me will not change how I feel for you-" I cut him off, leaning forward capturing his lips with mine. I expected him to pull back and ask me what the hell I was doing but instead he started kissing me back. Immediately butterflies filled my stomach making me crave more, Louis was thinking the same thing as me as he picked me up and sat me on his lap, grabbing my ass as he nipped at my lips.
"What the fuck do you two think you're doing?" We turn quickly being met with not only both sets of our parents but also many kids from school. Our parents were all quite pissed to say the least and the kids from school were all laughing and giggling, mumbling jokes to each other.
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End of flashback, still Harry's POV
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That was the last time me and Louis ever saw each other as friends. After that we both got bullied a lot at school and then one day Louis just flipped and started to bully me as well. Since then I have kept my true self a secret from people that I didn't trust with my life because I knew how much it ruined my life and Louis before. I didn't want that to happen again, well I don't want MY life to be ruined again. And I convinced myself on the ride home from the restaurant, after Zayn forced me in the car before I did something stupid, that my life wouldn't be ruined again because the only people in the parking lot that knew me was Louis, his gang of idiots, and Zayn. But the next day I realized how wrong I truly was.
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