War Is Love

Chapter six

*Harry's POV*

I sat in my room taking deep breaths. I still was upset cause of what my mum did, yeah she was trying to help but now Austin's just going to do worse to me. Well I have a funeral tomorrow and I need to just calm down. Plus my eulogy isn't even done yet but what's the point? Why have to make up a speech? If I really love my dad, I don't need a speech, I just need to speak from my heart.

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All my relatives and close friends of my father arrived including Louis. I walked into the building seeing my fathers casket. It made me just wanna cry but I can't cry, I'm doing my eulogy. I saw Louis wearing a black suite with a white tie. He looked so amazing. I slowly approached him

"Thanks for coming Lou" I smiled

"No problem Harold" I looked down and saw that Louis was holding something

"What's that?" I asked

"It's a surprise" Louis replied. I leaned over to take a peek

"Um, no" Louis chuckled

"You're getting it after the ceremony" he added.

"Alright, I'll see you after" I went off to sit with Gemma and my mum. I looked back at Louis with a nice smile and he gave a lovely smirk back.

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We're an hour through the funeral and it was almost time to do my eulogy. I was quite nervous but I had to get it over with. The priest called me up through the mic. I went up to the microphone and stalled for a quick second

"So, um..... My father was a really special person to me. He's always been there for me when I needed him, he never doubted me once in my life. It's um.." I started to tear up

"It's very hard for me to get up here and speak cause it just brings back memories. That day I lost my father, I never knew what was going to hit me. First I'm at the library thinking everything is going to be fine, nothing changed, I still have everything I need. Next thing I know, I find my mother crying on the phone and the hospital says my fathers gone.." I began crying

"The worst part of that day was that I believed it was going to be a good day... But it ended up being one of the worst days I could ever imagine" I started wiping tears away from my eyes.

"I'm sorry" I broke down in front of the whole funeral.

"Again as I was saying, he's in a better place now and all I have to do is move on and be that successful young man my father wants me to be, he'd be very proud" I got off the stage continuously crying. My speech wasn't over with but I couldn't continue on while barley being able to speak through tears and a shakey voice. I cried on mums shoulder as she patted my back telling me everything will be fine.

Soon the funeral was over. I was still kinda teared up cause of my speech. Louis was at the door waiting for me. He gave me a hug and whispered in my ear

"Your father is very proud of you, Harold" I always loved when Louis hugged me. There's just something about him that makes my feeling even more strong for him. We broke out of our hug and he handed me his gift.

"Don't open it until you get home" Louis said just as I was about to open the gift

"Now you're making me wait?!" I groaned

"Calm down satan, damn, once you get home, text me and tell me what you think, bye I gotta go" Louis quickly left the building

"Wha-what? Text? This lad forgot I don't have a phone"
Gemma and I stood outside of the church waiting for mum to get into the car. She was inside communicating with everyone.

"Harry, that was a really nice speech" Gemma smiled

"Did you cry?" I asked. Gemma gave a playful surprised face

"So that's all you had to say? Did I cry? Um ok, just a little bit" Gemma replied

"Don't lie, you cried an ocean, don't think I didn't see you" Gemma and I Laughed. Soon mum came and we all got into the car and drove home.

        On the way home, I couldn't stop thinking of Louis. He's been on my mind half the car ride. I really like Louis more than I thought, it's not just "like" it's more than that. I wonder if Louis ever thinks of me

                     *Louis' POV*

        Ever since I left the church, all I could see and think of is Harry. I grew up being straight but I think I'm starting to change. Harry just makes me feel the way no other girl has made me feel all though he is a guy. He's gay, I know that but what if he just doesn't have those same feelings for me?

                      *Harry's POV*

        I got home, changed into regular clothing and opened my gift. I placed my hand over my mouth and started laughing in relief. Louis got me a phone, it looks just like the exact same phone as my old one, that way, no one would know what happened to the real one. Once the phone was set up, I re-added Louis to my contacts and texted him

"THANK U THANK U THANK U, UR THE BEST FRIEND I'VE EVER HAD"

Louis replied with

"Glad you love it"

        Louis and I were texting each other half the night. There was school tomorrow but we didn't care, we kept sending each other funny memes and vines. Mum walked into my room and opened the light

"Get off your phone it's 3am"

"Just a sec" I texted Louis that I had to go, just at then, he sent a funny meme and I began to laugh

"I won't leave your room until you get off your phone" mum stood at the door with her arms crossed

"Okay okay" I closed my phone and went to sleep

"Next time, I'm taking the phone" she finally leaves the room and closes the light