a/n these are one of my fav type of stories lmao
summery: louis and harry have always been close friends with strong feelings for each other that none of them knew about the other.
tw: sexual assault/ rape mentions.
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they were both deeply in love with each other but were too blind to see. hell, everyone and everything around them knew but always kept quiet.
they were always at each others houses, going out alone, always did everything together. always did what any normal couple would do except they weren't a couple.
"hey, haz. guess what," louis asked jumping on the couch sitting next to harry, placing an arm over his shoulder.
harry turned to him with a fond smile, moving unintentionally closer to him, "what is it?"
"look at this girl i've been chatting to," louis said with a grin, phone in hand facing harry.
harry raised his eyebrows. girl? what girl? "lou, you're gay."
louis laughed, "i'm bi, babe," he chuckled, "look at her. her names eleanor. she's pretty, yeah?" louis asked wanting harry's approval.
harry looked at him then the phone. uneasy feeling filling up his stomach. does louis like her? are they gonna fall in love?
she was beautiful. skinny, curvy, pretty green eyes, neat curly hair, very stylish. that just made harry worry more. harry realized every person louis has ever talked to had green eyes and curly hair, just like harry's. so why can't he love him?
"yeah she's beautiful. do you love her?" straight to the point, harry. he mentally rolled his eyes at his question. he sounded desperate.
louis huffed, "love? i've only known her for a few hours, h. we started talking just a couple hours ago. i asked her out too."
"oh, lovely," he softly smiled. if louis' happy, harry's happy, "when are you going out?"
"tomorrow night. help me pick an outfit, please. you were always better at that stuff than i ever was."
smiling, harry responded, "of course lou, anything."
//
it was the day of louis' date, and even though harry told himself to stay happy for louis deep, deep down he prayed to god something would go wrong so louis would have to stay home.
"harry i have no idea what to wear. let me see your cloths. i have nothing!"
"yes you do. now stop whining. i told you i'm gonna help you," harry told him walking up the stairs to louis' room, louis behind walking behind him, "plus you wouldn't like my cloths. we have completely different styles," harry shrugged, "also we're already at your house. i'm not walking all the way back to mine."
"it's a three minute walk, dumbass," louis laughed. harry and louis were neighbors since they were little kids.
"okay you're helping yourself," harry said careless, walking back down the stairs past louis.
"no, no, i'm sorry. come back," he told him grabbing a hold of his wrist.
and of course, harry obeyed immediately.
"what a baby," louis said under his breathe with a chuckle, shaking his head.
harry just slapped his stomach, as a 'shut up'.
//
"holy shit, haz, i don't know how to thank you," louis said looking at himself in the mirror.
