Story of my Life

Misunderstood

It had been a few weeks since Harry had stormed out of the house that night, the boys had been kicked from the show and had moved out all while they weren't speaking. This killed Louis, he'd tried so many times to initiate a conversation on text, but he didn't know what to say. Simon Cowell signed them as a group after the show, they were all thrilled equally and he'd given them a small two bedroom house close by his studio so they could work on their debut album. During press Harry would speak to Louis as though nothing were wrong, only after the second time this happened though did Louis realize he was being fake.

Louis had wanted this distance, he thought if the attention dissipated the feelings would too. However they only increased, further confusing Louis. He and Niall had gotten a lot closer though, they went out and grabbed food together and they'd talk late at night about everything with Harry. Neither boy sure about what's going on with him. Niall had suggested several times that Harrys coldness happened around the time Louis had gotten upset with him over the sex comments to Zayn. So naturally Louis blamed himself for this mess but didn't know how to fix it.

"You want me to go talk to him? Maybe I can end this, see what's going on at least?" Niall asked, biting his lip. He just got braces and he was still getting used to the way they felt.

Louis threw his hands up in the air, "Why not."

That night in Harry/Liam/Zayns room....

Harry heard a knock on the door and told the person to come in though he was slightly disappointed at the visitor, though he knew it wasn't Liam or Zayn, they wouldn't knock.

"What?" Harry asked, Nialls face falling slightly before coming into the room fully.

"Where are the other two?" He asked, gesturing at their empty and very messy bunks.

"I don't know. They'll be back later you can talk to them then." He hoped that's why he was in there, but he had a feeling it wasn't.

"Actually," Niall shut the door behind him just in case and sighed, "I need to speak to you, if that's ok."

"What." Harry tried seeming indifferent to the idea of conversation but really he was interested in what he had to say.

"We just..."

Harry interrupted, "We?" He looked to the side of Niall and back, "I only see one."

Niall sighed quietly, "Ok, I would like to know what's going on with you and Louis?"

Harry shook his head, he couldn't believe Niall of all people would be asking him that. "Nothing, rest easy."

Niall frowned, "Why would I rest easy?"

"Niall, just stop. Ok."

Niall threw his hands in the air, "Stop what? You aren't making any sense Harry. I don't understand what's going on and that is why I am standing here."

TWO WEEKS AGO..

Harry gave Louis a sideways glance as he sat down next to the window, shoving his disappointment down as far as he could. He'd always sat next to him in the vans, but he snatched Liam so fast it was obvious it was so Harry couldn't sit by him. He couldn't fathom what he'd done to miff Louis though and glanced at Niall as he sat down next to Harry and closed the door behind him.

The ride seemed to drag on forever, Harry had a lot of time to think about what he could have done. They were fine until he was teasing Zayn about sex, had that been it? He and Louis never discussed sex, but it wasn't taboo either. One night before they were put together as a band they had stayed up 12 hours getting to know everything about each other. They talked about everything, girlfriends, family, friends, hobbies, music tastes and the like. But the topic of sex never came up. Harry himself wasn't a virgin, he'd lost that at 14.

What he didn't feel comfortable telling anyone was that he didn't like it. It was his first and only sexual encounter and he was OK with that, when it came down to that he thought about it and realized he could do without the kissing too. His buddy Ben had been hinting that he just wasn't into girls and of course at first that threw Harry off. However when he realized he didn't like the kissing Ben dared him to kiss him and see if he enjoyed it.

Harry thought he had nothing to lose and knew he wasn't partial to kissing so he just did it. Only when their lips met his body reacted in the weirdest way, he was turned on by it. He froze and Ben pulled back laughing, saying he told him so. After that Harry identified as gay, but naturally covered it up with girlfriends.

Until he'd met Louis. Louis was extraordinary to him, everything he did felt like his own personal sun. The way he'd get crinkles by his eyes when he smiled, the way he laughed, the way he sang and danced though he swore he couldn't. Even on his worst days, a look from Louis and it melted away and he knew that if they ever got together he'd come out because he'd be proud to call Louis his.

Back in the van three of the boys chatted animatedly about their upcoming performance, ignoring the storm brewing between the best friends.

Once they got home Harry slid out the balcony to make a phone call, which happened to back up to the window where Niall and Louis were talking only he heard 'do you like....' and then moaning. He didn't want to stay there and hear them hooking up, but he was shocked. He didn't see it coming, he didn't feel they even had a good connection but it was obvious there was one. He had to distance himself from Louis in order to make heads or tails over everything so he did just that.

Back with Niall...

"Harry?"

Harry shrugged, "It's whatever man, just..." he waved his hand for a dismissal of sorts but Niall didn't budge.

"I'm not leaving. Tell me what is going on, it's causing turmoil now." Harry ignored him and Nialls Irish temper flared, "Really? Whatever mate, It's going to be fun now with three of us not on good terms, you need to think about that!!!" he yelled.

He frowned when Niall slammed his door, he flung himself backwards and felt tears leaking down his cheeks. He wanted to fix this, he needed to just stop thinking about Louis and Niall and make peace. He could hear muffled voices and knew Niall s talking to someone so he texted Niall, wanting to avoid the others right now.

Come back, let's talk.

He heard more talking and then a light knock, this time he waited for Harry to give him permission. He did and Niall took his spot in his chair and waited for Harry to talk this time. Only when he tried to, tears welled up behind his eyes and he blinked then away. He looked at Niall and really looked at him for once, he was gorgeous in that adorable baby brother kind of way but he guessed not everyone saw him that way.

Niall was waiting and Harry took a deep staggering breath, "About two weeks ago you and Louis were in the bedroom and I was outside on the balcony I was going to make a phone call." Nialls face scrunched up in confusion, "And I heard you two..."

"Oh god." Niall ran his hand over his face, he felt so bad for Louis right now."And you didn't like what you heard."

Harry frowned,"No, I didn't. I guess I overreacted a little but I didn't expect it, you know. I didn't even know you two liked each other like that."

"Wait....what are you talking about?"

"You and Louis."

Niall shook his head, chuckling slightly but he gained his composure slightly, "What did you hear me and Louis doing Harry?"

Harry frowned, "You asked him if he liked something and then he moaned. I left after that, I didn't want to hear anything else."

Niall burst out laughing like it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard. Harry grew angrier by the minute as he watched Niall turn a bright shade of red. He tossed a pillow at him and hissed at him to shut up causing Niall to only laugh harder.

"You are such an ass laughing at me." Harry whined, busying his hands with his phone. He was texting his sister Gemma, he missed her company she always made him laugh.