It Was Always You

Chapter 11:

The boys were finishing up their show with a classic performance of What Makes You Beautiful. Harry was finishing up his last solo part when disaster struck.

"But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know oh oh! You don't know you're beautiful!" As Harry finished up the last note, he tried to spin around with his mic, but instead tangled his legs and started to fall to his right. He stumbled, trying to catch himself, but that just made it worse. He closed his eyes, preparing for the fall, but it didn't come. Instead, he fell into the strong arms of Louis Tomlinson.

Louis pushed his mic away and looked down at Harry. "You alright there, Hazza?" He whispered. Harry just nodded and fixed his feet. He stood up and Louis unwrapped his arms from him. The crowd went wild, as all the Larries screamed hysterically. Louis laughed as he stood beside Harry. "Well, they sure loved that. You wanna make that a routine Harry?" Louis chuckled. But Harry couldn't answer. He just stood there, his face all red and it took everything for him to get through the last bit of the song. As soon as it was over he thanked the crowd with his bandmates and snuck offstage as quickly as possible. He ran to his dressing room backstage and slammed the door. He locked it and threw himself on the couch. He screamed into the leather and cried silently, the tears streaming down his already red cheeks. He stayed there until there was a knock on his door. He got up and slowly opened the door, trying to hide his face. When he realized it was Lou, he groaned. "Do you not want to see me?" Louis asked, concerned. Harry didn't say a word, just pulled him into the room and shut the door again. He went back to the couch and sat down with his head in his hands. Louis gently sat down next to him and put his hand on Harry's back. "What's wrong Harry? What happened out there?" Harry couldn't stand it anymore. He threw himself off the couch and turned around to face Louis.

"You! You are what's wrong! You are what happened out there! It's always you! It's never anyone else but you! All I can think about is you. You are always the thing on my mind. When you ask me what I'm daydreaming about, it's you. Everything going on with me revolves around you, Lou! I can't get you out of my head. All I can think about is how good you look in your red jeans, how much I love when you wear that white and black striped shirt with those jeans, how beautiful your voice is and how everyone needs to appreciate it more, how thoughtful you are, how much I love when you make me laugh, how I wish we could be together. You are my happiness! You are my sadness, my anger, my frustration, and everything in between. You. Are. My. Everything Louis!! Can't you see that by now?! I'm always flustered around you. I've always been afraid you would figure it out and would hate me for it. But here I am, right now, telling you myself. I love you, Lou." Harry finally looked at Louis' face. There was a mix of surprise and something else that Harry couldn't quite figure out. "Louis? Are you ok?" Harry asked gently.

Louis just stared at him blankly before saying, "I- I can't do this right now." He turned and strode out the door without looking back. Harry just stared at the door. He fell to the floor and began to sob.

Someone threw open the door. "Harry?! What's wrong? Harry!" Niall questioned. Harry just looked up at him with his tear-stained face. Niall just knelt and wrapped his arms around Harry. "Oh, Harry. I'm sorry."