Not A Chance {Larry Stylinson fanfic}

Chapter 7

Louis's POV

I'm just going to pretend that I didn't almost come out last night. Or that I didn't have an emotional breakdown when Harry said it wasn't true that he was gay. Why did I get mad over that?

So basically every sense of hope in my body was lost. But I'll just pretend it didn't happen.

I'll also pretend that I am not ignoring Harry, and that I don't have to tell what I like it a girl right now.

So here I sit, beside Niall on the floor, ready to discuss the topic.

What I like in a girl.

I like absolutely nothing in girls.

Girls aren't Harry.

"Umm... what I like in a girl. Fun-loving, sweet, attractive, and bubbly. And she has to like, eat a lot of food." Niall says with a serious face. We chuckle softly.

"Zayn, your turn." Niall blushes and Zayn clears his throat.

"I guess it just matter on finding the right person. Like I don't look for a specific type. As long as we get on well together, it's okay. Because every girl is beautiful."

We all smile and I gush, "Awww Zayn." Zayn just flicks his wrist and stares at the ground.

"I like it if he's spontaneous and loud, and finds something funny in the worst situations. Or if he'll be romantic and cheeky and blushes when he's embarrassed. If we dated, he wouldn't care what people thought and would brave it. Or if he would stay up all night to talk to me, and our conversations would be deep and thoughtful. Someone who could whisper in my ear and make me smile, no matter the circumstances. I just want that one person who loves me without a care or condition. The guy that I get a butterfly feeling when. he talks or when we touch, because there is a true spark. I just don't think he's looking for the guy type. Well maybe he is, but he doesn't realize yet. He actual doesn't realize I'm describing him either. I want to tell him exactly how I feel, but I just can't.

It's so hard."

All of heads simultaneously whip to look at Harry who looks as though he just found out he's pregnant.

What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?!

"You're gay?" I squeak.

Harry blinks and slowly nods.

"How long have you been gay?" Liam asked as I felt myself overheating.

"Awhile." Harry responds and looks straight into my eyes.

"I'm fine with it and I'm sure the rest of the guys are too." Niall states confidently and Harry just smiles and looks at the ground.

Harry likes someone and it's not me?!

Wait why do I care?

Why shouldn't I care?

I look at Harry who was turned away in silence. But I saw Harry in a different perspective. He was insecure and fragile. I wanted to hold him and comfort him and cry with him and be with him.

Then something clicked.

I like Harry.

How could I be so blind?

I'm gay.

I have been gay since I saw Harry in the bathroom.

"Louis!" Liam snaps.

"What?!"

"It's your turn."

"Oh. Uh....I think I like when girls are guys with curly brown hair and pale green eyes. When they're gay and you just realized that you are too. And when you met them in the bathroom, and were instantly attracted. And when they are flirty and it makes you jealous. When this guy is taller than you and has a deeper voice, that's adorable. And this guy is so beautiful you could stare at his forever. He has the cutest dimples and smirk and it's gorgeous. I just want to know everything about him and his name is Harry. And he looks so fragile sometimes and I just want to lean in and-"

I was cut off by a pair of lips smashed against mine. They were full and soft like a baby's skin. I curled my skinny arm around his neck and gently tugged his chocolate curls. His arms were wrapped tightly around my waist and we fell backwards onto the carpet, our kissing becoming sloppier.

His hands move to hold my neck and a moan escapes my throat.

"Hello? We're still here?" Liam coughs and Harry lifts off of me.

"What was that?" Zayn raises an eyebrow and look at Harry who is tapping is lip.

"We kissed." Harry looks at Liam.

Liam face palms. "Obviously you kissed. I mean like, what is up?"

"I like Harry." I interject.

"I like Louis." Harry grins and looks at me.

"Since when have you been gay?" Niall asks with a mouthful of food. Where does he keep getting food from?!

"Awhile." I smirk and look back at Harry who bit his lip smiling.

{A/N: There you go! Chapter 7! Hope you liked it! Btw, my favorite One Direction song is Over Again. Just thought you should know. }