Midnight Falls/ h.s. (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Part 25

SONGS TO LISTEN TO FOR THIS CHAPTER:

1. These Are The Lies, by The Cab

2. Does He Know, by One Direction

3. Idfc, by Blackbear

(Part 25)

(Harry's POV)

"Thank you for shopping at Walmart," I say to the leaving customer.

She gives a little smile and walks off.

I hope Mackenzie's doing okay. I also hope that shit head Louis isn't talking to her about what happened. If so, he's going to regret it really quick. He needs to keep his mouth shut.

I looked around.

No sign of him.

I honestly don't care if he talks to her. But if he mentions the lie, I will have to tell him something. Like no don't tell her everything it's none of his business.

To think I had a crush on him.

I mean um no I didn't I'm not gay...

Okay. This is why I don't want her to see my journal. Because I write all my secrets in there. And I wrote the biggest secret in my life in that tiny little book.

I'm gay.

It all started when I was sixteen. I had just started working here. My assistant co worker was Louis. We got to know each other and we became best friends instantly. Like we were just the perfect pair of friends. We were basically unbreakable from that point on. We wouldn't let people get in the way of our friendship. Or our relationship? I have no clue. I have no idea if Louis is gay. I mean not to rude but I think he may have a possibility. I know I cannot assume. That's just judging someone. But from the way he talks, his gestures, his movements. I don't know. But I've had a thing for him since I was sixteen. I was hoping he had something since he was eighteen.

Why am I even saying this? I hate him? Right?

I shake my head to myself.

"Just get over it Harry you need to move on. Forget the past," I whispered to myself.

The truth is, I never got over him. I'd just always play it cool. I honestly still like him. Lots.

Tears welled up in my eyes. So many memories. We just kinda grew apart. Like we're friends but it's not the same anymore. We even had a ship name that everyone here at work called us. It was, 'Larry Stylinson.'

Every time someone would call us that, Louis would light up like a Christmas tree. It was cute. I just wanted to squeeze his cheeks and hug him.

"Harry."

I look up and see Mackenzie snapping her fingers in my face.

"Oh I'm sorry," I say.

"You okay? You have a tear on your cheek."

I wiped my cheek.

Shit it was wet. I was crying? And I didn't even know?

"I'm fine I just have wattery eyes that's all."

Lie.

"Oh. So how's your day so far?"

"Good."

Lie.

"Do you think can face Louis?"

"Yeah."

Another lie.

"Well I think you should talk to him. He was being nice to me when I was looking at the phones. He even showed me his phone. Can you believe it? His phone is huge! Newest version of an iPhone too!"