WARNING. This chapter has some sexual scenes. Not for children under. Well whatever fucking age you think shouldn't read this.
**Louis' POV**
"I think I should leave." El whispered, and I closed the door behind her then turned to Harry.
"Hazz, I never meant for you to find out. I didn't want to ruin our friendship." I say looking down at the ground, avoiding his piercing green eyes. He stepped forward his bare feet moving into my line of sight.
"Louis," His accent curled at the end of my name, and I looked up to see his eyes fill with eyes. "Oh Lou, I-I love you too. I always have, I didn't realize it and-" He stopped abruptly. "Earlier when you said- Erm started to say you were in love with someone else. You meant me?" He sped throught the words unlike his usual slow drawl. I nodded and he stepped closer, his huge hands encassing my face and pulling it towards him . Our lips met and I lost it, he loved me too. My tiny arms wrapped around his neck and tangled in his beautiful, soft, brown curls. He gently bit my bottom lip and tugged gently, making me groan slightly. I felt my lower half respond to his body against mine. I decided to be the risky one; my arms went down to his waist and I roughly pulled him into me, both of us getting the feeling of the other. He pulled his mouth from mine and chuckled darkly.
"Boo," He moaned when I grinded against him in reaction to his laugh. "Louis, stop." His words shattered the moment and I pulled back. What was I doing? He tried to grab my hand but I ran past him, upstairs unto my room. He was taller than me, but I was faster. I slammed the door closed and locked it.
"Louis!" He called and I crumpled to the floor tears running down my face.
"I'm sorry Hazz," I sobbed, my mind running through all the possibilities. He thought he loved me, but it was just pity and he realized that when we kissed. That was it, he didn't love me. He never had.
"Lou, Boobear, it's not your fault! I- I'm not used to this, to you and me, to being-" He stopped.
"To what? Being gay? Me niether! But I know I love you."
"Boobear I know I love you too, I'm just not ready!" He sighed and I heard him sit down. I reached up and unlocked the door, before he could get up I crawled into his lap. My arms around his neck, this time it was different, it was comforting. His arms held me tight. "I love you Lou."
The next few weeks were crazy, Harry moved in, we redecorated, but the first thing we did was come out to the boys. We got laughter, tears, and most importantly, support.
**Harry's POV**
Louis unlocked the door and before I could stand up and walk in he crawled out and into my arms. I held him closely not wanting to let go of his tiny body. "I love you Lou." I whispered kissing the top of his head.
"I love you too Hazza." He rarely called me Harry even before.
"We need to tell the boys, soon." I started to shift him off of me, and I took his hand, pulling him into standing up. He moved closer to me and I wrapped my aarms around him, still holding his hand. His hands were so petite and feminine; just like the rest of him. It was decieving, people expected him to be a pushover just because he was small but he always showed them wrong; but his strangth was also decieving because he was emotional. He was so different. Strong, yet emotional, small, yet large minded, and assed. Louis had a nicer ass than any girl I had ever seen, it was hilarious, and I loved it.
"I knew it!" Niall shouted, it sounded more like 'eeht' than 'it' with his Irish accent. Liam smacked him but I just laughed.
"Nialler, this is a new thing. It just started," I explained, he shook his head.
"Maybe you two just figured it out." He mumbled, earning himself another smack.
"What he means is-" Zayn began, trying to assess the situation.
"I know what I mean! I could tell they were-" He paused.
"Gay," Louis finished his thought and Niall nodded. "Did you all know?" Zayn nodded looking around.
"Well- um we guessed." Liam explained. I started to laugh, I must've sounded hysteric because Louis looked nervous.
"It's just, we're so close," I tried to explain. "That they knew it before we did!" Louis looked at me then laughed.
"You're right," He smiled. "Nice one Harreh."
(This is a flashback of El's when she and Louis' were dating!)
**Eleanor's POV**
'Are you ready for today? Xx' Lou and I had a picnic planned, in half an hour. I was all ready, my hair fixed, my outfit on, and a Starbucks cup in my hand. I grew up on Starbucks and felt naked without a cup in my hand. I was in the park where we agreed to meet, but Louis wasn't here. He was never late, yet here I am waiting. Five minutes, ten, fifteen, finally Louis' car pulled up and he jumped out. He held a bouqet of roses in his hands and I smiled.
"Sorry I'm late, I was planning on getting you these but when I was walking out of the florists I saw the most beautiful necklace. Well not as beautiful as you but still." As he was speaking he handed me the flowers and pulled out a satin box. Pulling it open I saw a gorgeous diamond on a small little heart and what was the other pendant? A Starbucks logo. I began to laugh.
"Oh Lou, you're so sweet!" I leaned forward to kiss him and he pulled back.
"Wait! I wanna see what you look like wearing it!" He took the necklace out of the box and helped fasten it around my neck. Stepping back he admired my neck. "Gorgeous." He leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the cheek before running back to his car, getting a quilt and picnic basket.
He spread out the quilt and sat down, patting the seat next to him. I gently sat down and he pulled me into him.
"It makes your lips, so kissable. Your kis, unmissable, your fingertips so touchable; and your eyes," He softly carressed my hair, leaning down to whisper sing to me. "Irresistible ." He leaned down to kiss me, his sparkling blue eyes closed.
"I love you Loubear," I mumbled, as I was always shy about expressing my feelings.
"I love you too El-Belle. Now, let's eat!" He spoke, opening the picnic basket and pulling out sandwiches. He had packed sandwiches, crisps, and lemonade.
We cuddled and ate our meal mainly alone, other than a few fans who walked over 'just to say hi' or get a picture. I could tell Louis was a little annoyed but he acted polite. I was a little surprised when people recognized me. I wasn't famous like Perrie or Danielle. I was just Louis' girlfriend.
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