True Colours

New plan

A/N: Double update, yaaay. I didn't want to leave you hanging in the middle 😇

“Do you want to talk about it?” Louis asks as he comes back from the bathroom and sits down next to Harry on the sofa.

For Harry, the situation is so surreal, as if he couldn't bring these two versions of Harry together. A Harry who is straight and a Harry who has arranged to have a wanking session with a man. It stresses him out immensely, especially now that Louis is sitting next to him again, wanting to talk to him about it as if Harry's whole world hadn't been rocked.

“What is there to talk about, Louis?” Harry asks quietly and keeps his eyes down while he actually just wants Louis to disappear. His body has long been demanding for his habit for which he needs to be alone.

"How did you like it? What does that mean to you?"

“I decided I don't want to talk about it. I'm straight. Nothing changed about that."

"Okay. A straight man who thought a wank with another man was good and, according to his own words, found gay porn hot," Louis summarises and Harry hears the sharpness in his tone and raises his head. He looks at Louis, whose face radiates nothing but calm and seems genuinely interested. Maybe Harry just imagined that there could be more to Louis' words.

“I mean, yes?” Harry answers uncertainly and squirts his butt back and forth on the sofa. He can hardly stand the restlessness within himself and has to end this conversation quickly.

Louis just raises an eyebrow but remains silent, obviously waiting for something more than an uncertain answer from Harry.

Sighing, Harry tries to get his thoughts across to Louis, he is still his friend, his best and only friend, and he helped him here earlier. He deserves a little more - so Harry can ask him to leave without feeling guilty.

“Your best friend from back then also jerked off with you. And is still straight. Besides, I found the fact of doing it with you hotter than the porn itself. Not much has changed. I'm not any smarter than I was before, to be honest," Harry says quietly and keeps looking at Louis, hoping that he understands his train of thought. The possibility of being gay is still not for Harry.

“Hmm… okay,” Louis nods but doesn’t seem entirely convinced. And that stresses Harry out even more. He doesn't want to have to explain himself, he just wants Louis to accept that he's always damn straight but likes to satisfy himself with another man. Louis has to go. Now. Harry can't take it anymore.

“Lou, would it be okay if you leave? I would like to be alone now. It has nothing to do with you, okay? I'm so grateful for this experience but..." Harry murmurs.

Louis just nods, but doesn't say anything else and stands up. Harry feels terrible and it doesn't make the urge to eat any easier.

“You’re my best friend, Louis. I’m sorry for being such a disappointment.”

Louis closes his eyes for a brief moment so that Harry himself jumps up from the sofa, not knowing how to read this sudden strange mood. Only in the next moment Louis opens his eyes again and smiles at him as if everything was fine. Harry senses that something is absolutely not right, it is literally palpable in the room.

“You’re not a disappointment Harry. I'm glad we're friends," Louis replies quietly and spreads his arms invitingly. Hesitantly, Harry steps in and it feels strange as Louis's arms close around him, hands stroking up and down his back for a brief moment. The same hands that he had just wrapped around his cock and the other that held Harry while they came.