Larry Fluff ~One Shots~ (Boyxboy)

Tell Me The Truth

"So, Harry, you're said to be the lady's man in the group. Is this true?" I could feel the anger boiling inside me when the interviewer asked my Harold that stupid question. Harry had tried to work his way around the question, "Well I think sometimes, we all see things differently and, like, I understand why I'm said to be that. I do like to hang out with women but it doesn't mean I'm in a relationship with each one I'm with. I'm in a relationship right now--" All the boys' heads whipped to look at Harry. My mouth was hung open. Liam seemed to be unimpressed while Niall smirked a bit, knowingly. "Whoa! Breaking news here!" The interviewer laughed. "So why don't you tell us about this special someone!"
"Well this person, I've known since 2010 and they have beautiful brown hair." My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest. "They have a beautiful personality and brilliant blue eyes." I could feel my face burning up so I bent down to act like I was retying my shoes. The interviewer's eyes basically turned into money signs. From that point forward, she definitely knew that all the gossip magazines would be asking her for all the details and offering their limbs for the story of an openly gay boy band member.
"Well, I must ask, how did you two meet?" This was the question that made my stomach drop. None of the boys were doing anything about what Harold was saying.
"We met on the XFactor and just fell in love from that moment. Everyday I fell in love with them more and more. To this day, I'm still truly, madly, and deeply in love with them. It hasn't been easy with all of the fame but we've made it work." Harry truly is a piece of art, I had thought to myself. I knew I was gazing fondly at him. The question we all knew that was coming appeared out of nowhere,
"What's this girls name?" The room fell silent with hunger for answers. You could've cut the air with a knife because of the intensity. All eyes were on Harry. He looked so at ease and in control. I wondered how he could've felt that calm. Once I saw Harry take the breath to speak, I saw the rest of my and Harry's life flash by. This wasn't planned at all and I wasn't ready for this. We had been so protected by the truth and reality of being an openly gay couple that I almost found comfort in the lies. Suddenly, all the cushion had been taken away from me.
"His name is Louis."
The woman's face lit up and her jaw dropped. Her lips were curved at the corners and she let out a little chuckle.
"Well--heh, I was not expecting that." One of our managers ordered the camera man to stop rolling. Once the cameras shut off, Niall said an obvious statement,
"All of that was live." I realized that I was still staring at Harry. He rose from his seat, came over and gave me a kiss. When he backed away from the kiss, he gave me a cocky look and said, "We're free." All my emotions were everywhere. He grabbed my hand and told everyone we were leaving. I let everything happen while I went with the motions. Everything seemed to be blurred around me. I was in such a state of shock and disbelief. He kept telling me everything was going to be fine and dandy, but something inside of me said everything wasn't going to be fine and dandy. For the rest of the night, Harry put our phones on airplane mode so no one could contact us. All night long he held me in his arms and wiped away my nervous tears. For hours on end, he calmed me down when my anxiety would get too bad. I hated being so weak in front of him. It wasn't a "I'm more manly than you" sort of thing, it was just that I felt the need to be his backbone when he didn't feel like standing. Harry had always made it obvious to me that he felt the same way. That was one thing I loved about our relationship, we always supported each other no matter what was happening. Even when we had broken up for a month or two, we always looked out for each other just as an instinct. That had made me realize that he was my one and only. It's just too bad that it was all just a dream... Now I'm sat in bed with someone I was ordered to love, Eleanor. Harry is fast asleep by himself not knowing how madly in love I am with him, nor will he ever know.