Forbidden Secrets || Larry Stylinson

Chapter 1

"Thank you guys so much for having us. You guys have been truly incredible. This was one of the most outstanding shows of the whole tour. We will see you next year! Everyone drive home safely! We love you all!" I yelled to all the beautiful faces out in the crowd and blew a kiss to the crowd as the boys and I made our way backstage.

That was the final show of the tour and then we have a "break" from tour for a year to work on our new album. As management likes to call it, but I don't see it that way because we will be working on a new album, going on interviews, choreographing new songs, and the list goes on and on. As you can see we never truly have a break. At least we don't have to worry about tours for a while. Now, I just want to go back to the hotel and be with my mates before we all have to go back home in a week.. Another struggle of being in the biggest boy band in the world is never seeing your family.

Of course when we got to our hotel there was a whole crowd of screaming fans. I would have to make an estimate and say AT LEAST 800 people standing outside of the hotel. That's something that I never understood and will never understand. How they find out where we are? We don't tweet about where we are going or where we stay at. We don't announce it anywhere because as you can see.. It's nuts. The boys and I (of course) stayed back and chatted, took pictures, and signed stuff for the fans. As much as I say I "hint" at hate being famous I don't like disappointing the fans because they're very loyal to us.. I love the fans. We love our fans.

Now as much as I wish this was a joke when I say it.. Trust me a thousand percent when I say this is true.. The fucking swat team was called. THE SWAT TEAM. I have come to my senses to not question anything out of the ordinary that happens with us because we have had crazier shit happen to us than this. Believe it or not! When the Swat Team cleared out the people outside of the hotel we finally got to go inside and get in our rooms. I would say it took about 3 hours for all of this shenanigans to end. So, of course all I want to do is lie down in bed and sleep, but I can't because I can't stop thinking.. About this one thing.. About this one man in particular..

Louis.

Liam patted me on the back and looked at me, "You alright, mate? Ever since the show started you have been acting.. Distant. You've been quiet all day and that's not like our Harry." He said with a small chuckle.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking. I'm just tired because you know, it's fun to be outside doing a show in this bloody hot weather and then after the show is over we have to stand outside for another 3 hours because we basically got mobbed." He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I didn't sign up for this.."

"Well, unfortunately none of us did, Harry. We didn't know how it was going to be. We didn't know that we were going to become one of the biggest bands in the world. None of us knew how it was going to be." Liam protested.

I just sighed and the boys and I went into one room. (no we don't share rooms, we always hang out after a show is over) At least I thought it was going to be just us until I saw Eleanor with Louis. Of fucking course. He goes everywhere with her. He can't even take a shit properly without her being there, probably. It wouldn't surprise me. I sulked into the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge and chugged it down my dry throat. Ahhh. Much better after not drinking anything all day. I grabbed an apple out of the fridge and took a bite out of it and Niall came in the kitchen.

Niall said, "Looks like we are going to be third wheeling.. Or fourth wheeling because looks like Sophia is coming over too.."

I rolled my eyes, "Of course she is! We can never do anything without their girlfriends here! I hate it! It gets on my nerves! We always do the same thing.. We are always left out. God, why did Zayn have to leave? He would've never done this to us. At least he tried to be with us and Perrie at the same time.."

Niall put his hand on my shoulder and nodded, "I know mate, I know.. It sucks. It looks like we have to go and find ourselves a girlfriend because it's been too long.. You haven't dated anyone since Ta--

"DON'T YOU MENTION HER NAME! I CAN'T STAND HER! I CAN'T STAND HEARING HER NAME OR EVEN THE SIGHT OF HER!" I yelled.

Niall backed away slowly and put his hands up in the air and he stammered, "O-o-o okay Harry.. I I I I'm sorry.."

Louis came in the kitchen and SURPRISINGLY Eleanor wasn't with him.

"What's all the bloody ruckus about?" Louis looked at Niall and then looked at me. Then back and Niall and back at me.

Ruckus? Really Louis? What are you trying to be? I looked at Louis and got lost for a minute.. Every time I look at him I always get lost in his beautiful deep sea green eyes. His eyes are just tearing at my soul. I swear.. and his scruff. Oh, that scruff fits him so well with his gorgeous face. God, he's just so perfect.

"Well?!?" Louis snapped his fingers in front of my face. "What happened?"

I stammered and felt my face get hot and red and tears forcing their way out of my eyeballs. "N-n-n- Nothing.." I walked out of the kitchen and walked out of the hotel room and slammed the door.

Louis was about to run after Harry, but Liam grabbed his arm. "Mate, don't.. I think it's best if you leave him alone. Obviously something's wrong with him and he doesn't want to tell us what's going on. I just think that he needs to be alone for a few hours."

Louis nodded and sat down next to Eleanor and wrapped his arm around her. He just couldn't help but to NOT worry about him. It's 2 a.m. What is he going to do at 2 a.m? Obviously something is wrong with Harry and he's going to find out what's wrong because that's his best friend. He's known Harry before the other mates and he's never been so... distant from anyone before.

Liam and Niall went back to their rooms because they figured that was a cue to leave.

Louis said to Eleanor, "Are you ready for bed, sugar?" He laid down in bed next to her because he saw that she was already sleeping and he got behind her and spooned her. He closed his eyes and tried to go to bed, but he couldn't because he was too worried about Harry. He doesn't like his best friend upset. Sigh.

I found my way to the back of the hotel, sitting on the curb enjoying a cigarette. Yes, I know it's bad for my health. Yes, I know it gives you cancer. Yes, I know all the facts about cigarettes, but does it look like I care? No. I don't do it often. I only do it when I'm stressed out which has been a lot lately and I know that's no excuse. Does it look like I care, though? Nope.

After I put the cigarette out I just sat there with my head in my hands crying. I felt people around me and I looked up at them and all I could see were camera flashes. I put my hand over my eyes. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!"

"WHY ARE YOU OUT HERE?"
"WHY ARE YOU CRYING?"
"WHAT'S WRONG, HARRY?"
"ARE YOU GUYS BREAKING UP?"

I pushed one of the cameras out of my face and it fell down on the floor and smashed to bits on the ground and I smirked. "Oops.. Looks like you have to leave now."

All the paparazzi surprisingly left. Thank god.

I had to blink a few times to get my vision back from all the flashes. I just can't do this anymore. It's so hard. I sat back down on the curb and looked down at the ground and said, "Louis.... I'm in love with Louis Tomlinson..." Have I come to my senses? Is that why I have been acting mental for the past few days? Am I really in love with Louis? My best friend? My band mate?

I heard someone behind me clear their throat. "Harry?.."

My eyes bugged out of my head and I turned around to see Liam standing there. He could've heard what I said. He could've heard everything I just said.. About Louis. Oh my god. What do I do?

I stammered, "L-l-l Liam..?"

Liam stood there and just shook his head with his arms folded. "Looks like we have a lot to talk about..."