I love him (L.S.)

Chapter 4

Louis

I woke up to the smell of pancakes filling my nose. What a beautiful way to wake up. Delicious. By the smell, I know for a fact that it wasn't Zayn doing the cooking. So, who was the intruder? I slowly made my way down to the kitchen. 'Maybe it's Lima' I thought to myself but he never cooks. He probably doesn't know how to cook since he always has a chef for it.

I peaked my head into the kitchen to find a man dancing around the kitchen getting multiple things done. One hand holding a spatula, another holding a mug. He put down the mug and shuffled his way to the fridge and grabbed the milk. His probably wearing air pods but he looks like a proper idiot dancing around without music. He has his hair up in a bun. White t shirt and black jeans. A number of rings decorating his fingers while a pair of sunglasses were placed on his head, reminding me of a tiara. He sets the milk down before doing a little spin.

There.

Green meets blue.

It's like the forest and ocean met. The waves of the sea coming into contact with the beautiful leaves. The two that were destined to meet.

All air in my lungs were knocked out. Like someone manually pumped it out of me.

Nothing.

Nothing left.

Everything in me left.

To be with him. Everything in me wanted to be next to him. close to him. With him.

I shook myself out of those thoughts. I looked at the floor thinking, " Get a grip! He's your brother's friend." I looked up when I heard him clear his throat.

"Erm... Z had to go to the studio today and erm he didn't want you to be alone after what happened yesterday."

"I'm not a baby. I can take care of myself." I said with a scoff. Seriously, I didnt need a babysitter.

"I know but he's just worried Louis. I made pancakes by the way." He said, handing me a plate of pancakes.

"I get his worry but he can't just leave me with his friend. That's so weird. Thanks by the way" I said before chewing on a piece of pancake.

"Ouch. You sound like I'm a stranger to you. I thoug-" He was saying before being interrupted my a loud moan.

"Oh fuck... Are you sure you aren't some well known chef. This is literally mouth orgasm worthy." I said, making him shift in his spot. There was a massive tension in the air surrounding us.

"Erm... thanks?" He said before leaving the kitchen and into the living room. I dropped my head on the table.

'What the fuck was that loueh!' I mentally scolded myself. I didn't know if I should go apologise or give him the space. It's probably the second option.

I grabbed my phone to check for any messages. Surprisingly there were multiple.

From Max:
Mate I'm so sorry i got the information wrong.
It was the girl next door's brother.
Her name is Louise.
Im really fucking sorry mate

From Tommo:
Hey it's alright
You didn't mean any harm

Atleast it wasn't some dumb prank.

From Nini:
LOU ARE YOU OKAY!?
YOU JUST RAN OUT OF CLASS
WHERE ARE YOU!??
Miss styles said you left, is Zayn okay? What happened??
I'm really worried lou
GOOD MORNING
well i hope its good, nothing happened to zayn right?
Please tell me you guys are safe
I love you
call me soon yeah?

My best friend can be annoying at times but he is the absolute best. I decided to ring him and end his worry. I was welcomed with a loud voice.

"OH MY GOD LOU! ARE YOU OKAY!? IS EVERYTHING FINE?"

"Ni calm down. Everything is alright. It was false news. Zayn is perfectly alright."

"Oh thank god! I was so worried. You just went missing and didn't respond you idiot!"

"Sorry Nini" I said with a pout even though he couldn't see that.

"I'm still coming over to see you. I'll be there in 10"

I quickly agreed and hung up. I was still in my sleep clothes. I rushed past the living room to the stairs. I could feel Harry giving me an odd look but I didn't care, I needed to look presentable. I hate people seeing me when I look like a mess. Z is the only exception. I look like trash around him. Especially when I'm sick. I don't quite know how I was okay with Harry seeing me straight out of bed.

Weird.

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"Hi. You are....?"

"Niall. Niall Horan. Is Lou here?"

I walked down the stairs watching Ni enter the house. He attacked me with a massive hug the moment he spotted me. "I was worried sick you dumbass!" He said, hitting my shoulder.

I kissed his cheek without replying. We settled on the couch while Harry walked into the kitchen. "Whose that hot guy?" Niall wiggled his eyebrow.

"Are you 100 percent sure you're straight?" I said raising my eyebrow.

"Can't a guy appreciate other dudes?" I just rolled my eye and called out to Harry.

"Harry this is Niall, my best friend. Ni this is Harry, Zayn's Uni friend." They smiled at each other before Niall invited Harry to watch a movie with us. Not having anything else to do, Harry agreed. He took a seat next to me while Niall was on my other side.

Harry and I had hung out quite often with Zayn and Liam so it wasn't supposed to be awkward. But there was this weird tension. I turned to look at him just to see that he was already looking. We both quickly turned away.

Niall sat back as the movie started playing. I choked when I saw the movie title. I quickly turned red and hid my face in the pillow I was holding. What was Niall thinking. I slowly peaked out at Harry. His face showed no emotion. He probably doesn't know this movie. Niall probably played it seeing Timothee chalamet on the cover. God just bury me please.

It was going fine until that one scene. I wanted to vanish. Niall looks so invested in the movie. Harry still didn't show any emotions. He's probably disgusted. Shit! Is he homophobic?

As the scene continued I found myself getting hard. Thank god for that pillow on my lap. Harry would be so disgusted. Niall will probably find out I'm gay. I tell Niall everything. But this was something between me and Z. I was scared to tell him too but he caught me watchin gay porn and let's just say it was a weird way to come out.

I was just scared. You never know how someone would react to something. Regardless of how well or how long you know them, You can never be sure. I don't want the very few people I have to leave me too.

I turned to look at the ones next to me. Niall had a very confused look on his face while Harry was shifting uncomfortably. He was definitely disgusted. He just couldn't comment about it. That was my thought before I noticed something. Harry was all flushed. His cheeks were tinted a slight red and drops of sweat were rolling down his forehead. One things surprised me the most.

The bulge in his pants.

What.

The.

Fuck.