Bravery (Larry AU/short story)

Chapter 5

New update! It's not as long as usual (that's what he said) but I hope you enjoy it anyway! :) The song SORTA fits but it's just beautiful and AHJPIDHOPIEP. ENjoy.

Louis was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. His arms were holding on to a pillow, his expression was strained. Did he do something wrong? Was that why Harry left? Maybe the pizza thing was too much. Ugh, these stupid crushes. You develop them very fast and then you rush into them without thinking about it, and you do crazy stuff and think you know how the other person feels. Louis cursed his hormones. He pressed the pillow to his face, inhaling a slight Harry-scent. The curly boy had been lying on it before Liam came home. Louis sighed, the noise being muffled by the pillow.

There was a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" he heard Liam say through the door.

"Mhm" he muttered under his breath. His roommate entered the room, sitting down on the edge of Louis' bed.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, putting his arm on Louis' biceps. Louis nodded his head yes, but ended up shaking it instead.

"Noo!" he groaned, burying his face in the pillow again. Liam chuckled a little.

"Who was he?" he wanted to know, pinching the skin on Louis' arm. The boy sighed again.

"He was... he was just a boy I met today... um... it's nothing." Liam raised his eyebrows.

"Well, if it was nothing then why are you so devastated?" He grinned at his friend, waiting for an answer. Louis considered for a moment. Would he have to come out now? No. He decided to stick with his you-should-not-have-to-come-out philosophy. But he wanted to tell Liam the truth, he was his friend, and maybe he could help him.

"Well, I sorta like him you know?" He looked up to the ceiling, not wanting to see Liam's face after he practically revealed that he was gay, -or at least bi. He hugged the pillow a little tighter, glancing at the boy sitting on his bed.

"Where do you know him from? Does he go to your school?" Liam asked, not being informed about the pupils since he dropped out a while ago. Louis was relieved that his friend didn't make a big deal out of it, that's the way it should be.

"Yeah, he's in my english class," he said. Liam nodded in recognition.

"And does he like you too?" he asked, causing Louis to sigh again.

"I thought so. I actually was ninety-nine percent sure, but then he left and I don't know why... actually he wanted to stay here for the night." Louis covered his face with his hands.

"You could like... call him to make sure he got home safe, so he'd know you care about him or whatever." Liam tried.

"I don't have his number..." Louis groaned in frustration.