If the Whole World was Watching (L.S.)

Chapter 18 (Harry)

The doorbell rang and Harry jumped up from his spot on the couch and ran towards the door. Gemma was finally here!

He swung the door open and immediately crushed his sister in a hug.

"Woah!" Gemma chuckled, "It's nice to see you too but I would like to breathe!"

"Sorry," Harry said sheepishly, "Can I get your bags for you?"

Gemma smiled, "Yes please, thank you Harry."

Harry took her bags and set them in her room before coming back and giving her another hug. This time, Gemma could wrap her arms around Harry as well. Harry was taller than Gemma so he placed a small kiss to the top of her head.

"It's so good to see you Gems," Harry said when they finally broke apart.

Gemma smiled, "You too!! Now, I'm going to go get freshened up before Mum gets home, but when we're eating dinner together you have to update me on everything new that's going on in your life."

"Only if you return the favor," Harry said.

"Oh Hens, you know I can't avoid talking about myself," Gemma laughed.

"This is true," Henry smirked. Gemma chuckled and went to her room.  Henry sat in the living room waiting for his family to return. He loves having Gemma around because he didn't realize how much he needed her until after she left for college. It's good though, because everyone needs to spend some time apart to realize what they're worth to each other.

Soon enough, Henry was thinking. When Gemma said she wanted to hear about everything going on in his life, that probably also included his dating life. He knew in his brain that Gemma already knew about his sexuality, that's not what he was concerned about, he just needed to make sure that Louis was ok with him telling his sister about it.

So he texted Louis, and Louis - obviously, being the amazing person he is - said it was perfectly fine. So that night at dinner, when they were all seated at the dining table, Harry was preparing his words and how he was going to break the news to her. He didn't know why he was so nervous.

Wow, he's such a train wreck. He can't even tell his sister - who's fully supportive of him - that he's dating the most amazing guy on this planet. What a pathetic person he is.

Oh well. He can insult himself later. Right now, he just needed to tell Gemma.

Jesus Christ, why were his hands sweating?

"Gems, I'm actually dating someone now," Henry started. He couldn't say anything more before Gemma started squealing .

"Oh my god, I knew it when I walked in the door! There was that 'I'm dating someone who I'm completely smitten with' look about you!" Gemma exclaimed.

"Oh really?" Harry chuckled, "And you're pro at identifying this look?"

"Yes, actually," Gemma said pointedly, "After all, it was true for you, wasn't it?"

"Touché," Harry agreed.

Gemma was really excited now, "Ok before you tell me who it is - and don't try arguing with me, you know you're going to tell me anyways - let me try to guess who it is."

Harry shrugged, "Alright, go for it. I'm curious who you think I'm dating."

"Ok so forgive me if I don't get his name right because I don't know any of your friends' names and I'm just guessing who's who," Gemma warned.

"Right, of course," Harry smiled.

Gemma drummed her fingers on the table, giving herself a drumroll, before announcing, "It's that guy who you're basically in love with."

"Wow," Harry said sarcastically, "Who would've guessed? Who would've thought I'm dating the guy I'm practically in love with? What a spectacular revelation! I think you should become a psychic!"

"Ha ha, very funny," Gemma pouted, "You know who I meant. Y'know, the guy with the hair and the blue eyes? He's shorter than you? I forgot his name, I remember thinking that it's weird that his parents gave him that name when he's British. What was it...? It was a French name right? Or Italian? French, I think..." she trailed off, trying to think, before snapping her fingers, "Oh! I got it! It's Louis!"

Harry was actually surprised. He didn't know that his sister actually paid attention to his friends, much less noticed how he acted around them. He supposes that he doesn't give his sister enough credit.

"Yep, spot on," Harry clapped, "But there's no way you got that on your own. Mum told you before you got here, didn't she?"

"No! Because you people don't tell me anything anymore unless I come here and squeeze it out of you!" Gemma exclaimed.

"Ok, ok, sorry," Harry apologized.

"Apology accepted," Gemma said stubbornly, "Now tell me all about him!"

"Well..." Harry started, and his rant about the perfect human being that Louis is had begun.