A/N : ( Oh my god, I didn't expect so many reads! The first chapter is almost at 100. I got 3 votes on the last one, so on this one I'm asking for.. 4 or 5 .
Okay, enjoy)
*Louis' POV*
I kneel beside Harry, tears starting to form in my eyes. He covers his face in shame, trying to hide his face. He lets out a sob, while I reach over to comfort him. I lay my hand on his forearm, but my hand slowly trails upward, to tilt his chin up. He looks up at me, and my heart breaks. His cheeks are soaked in tears, his eyes no linger have that sparkle, they're bloodshot. "Oh, Harry.." I coo, planting a kiss on his forehead. His muscles almost instantly. Harry looks down at something on the floor, his eyes widening. I turn around to see his phone shattered in pieces. That explains that loud noise, besides the scream. "I... Harry.. You need to stay away from twitter. At least from your mentions." I tell him, rubbing circles on his back.
"I.. I know. I will. I need a new phone , though." He mumbles, trying to hide his face again.
"Forget about that, I'll buy you one later. It's only, what.., 12:00 p.m.? Yeah, it is. Don't worry about it." He forces a smile, I could tell he was trying too hard, but I said nothing. "Also, don't worry about what those people say. I love you, Harry."
Harry blushes, its been a year but I still have that effect on him. I pinch his cheeks, laughing. "Theres that smile!"
Harry smiles at me for a few moments, then his smile starts to face again, and then his face is just how it was before, emotionless. He hesitates a bit before breaking the silence. "L-Louis..." A tear slips out of his eye. "What if.. When we come out.. You know. It gets.. worse? The hate?"
I shut my eyes, trying not to let tears fall out. My voice sounding shaky, I begin. "Harry.. You just have to ignore it. I know, it hurts but, those people don't know you. I know you. You are perfect. You aren't ugly, you don't deserve to die. Honestly.." I stop, to wipe my tears. "I would die without you Harry. If you ever die on me, I don't know what I'd do. Now, put a smile on your face so we can cuddle." I end with a chuckle.
Harry smiles, exposing his teeth. His eyes crinkle up, and his dimples are there, like always. I call this the 'Harry uses his entire face to smile' smile. "You're so cheesy... Can we go cuddle now?" He says, sniffling. He wipes his eyes each about 10 times.
"Lets go.." I giggle, watching Harry squeal. He follows me towards our room, and I climb into bed with him, barely covering ourselves with the blanket. I wrap both my arms around him, pressing my lips to his neck. I nibble softly, sucking on it, leaving a purple mark. Harry turns to face me, and presses a soft, gentle kiss on my lips, leaving me wanting more. I stare down at his soft, plump lips, and press another one to his lips. I was going to pull away, but he swipes his tongue between my lips, causing my to moan. I open my mouth, allowing his tongue to come in and for a while, our tongues wrestle. I pull away, staring into his eyes. "Harry, I want to tell everyone you're mine."
Harry bites his lip. "Soon enough, we will. ForA now, we'll have to wait." He says, softly into my ear, sending shivers up and down my spine. I lay next to Harry, one arm around him, my other one taking out my phone. I open up my twitter app, and begin to tweet something.
'Think before you say something guys, you never know how serious someone could take it.'
I hit send, and turn off my phone. Usually I would wait until Harry got a notification on his phone after my tweet gets send, but his phone is broken. That reminds me, "Hey, about that new phone.."
Harry looks up at me, rolling his eyes. "You want to go now?" I ask him. He nods, excitedly. I take his hand in mine, sliding out of bed.
"We're both ready, I guess. I'll go get my wallet.." He says, standing up as well. I run to him, and take his wrist in mine.
"I'll pay."
Harry rolls his eyes. "Jesus, Lou.. not again!" He laughs, trying to get me out of his way.
"No, I don't care I'm paying for it." I say, crossing my arms.
Harry frowns. "Why? You always pay!"
I laugh at his childish tone. "Alright, since you care so much about it. Get your wallet, we're leaving!" Harry smiles, skipping into the kitchen, grabbing his wallet and the car keys. I follow behind him, chuckling at how he went from being so upset, crying, to happy and bubbly. This is the Harry I know and love.
*
It was a quiet ride to the apple store, but not awkward silence. Every now and then, our hands met in the middle, brushing against each other, softly. It wasn't completely quiet, Harry kept mumbling sweet things like "I love you so much, Lou." or "You don't know how lucky I am." I would laugh, point out how cheesy he was being and kiss him lightly on the cheek. Hopefully nobody caught that..
*
Harry and I were on the bed, staring at the laptop screen. Our legs were intertwined, and on his lap, was his laptop. "Help me restore it! I lost all my data." He says, 'frowning'.
I laugh, pecking his lips softly. "You sounded like such a dork when you said that," I giggled. Harry crosses his arms, pouting.
"Help me!"
I crawl behind Harry, and spread my legs so I can look over his shoulder. I wrap my arms around his waist, and begin by opening up iTunes. Harry watched intently, as I quickly found a way to restore what he had previously. He was so happy, so automatically I was too. His green eyes light up, turning a lighter shade of green, and he smiles, exposing his dimples. I reach over and press a kiss to where his dimple is, making him blush again.
*Harry's POV*
Louis presses another kiss to my cheek, making me crave more. I cover my face in my hands, blushing. He makes my stomach flutter, he gives me this amazing feeling by doing just the simplest things. It's crazy. I turn around, facing Louis with a small smile on my face. Leaning in, I whisper a small 'thank you' before pecking his lips. I pull away, a smirk plastered on my face. "Let's go, I'll make us something to eat." I tell him.
*
It's been a week since my last break down. I did what Louis told me to do, I stayed away from my mentions. Sometimes I feel tempted to look at them, but I remember what Louis told me. So, I don't.
We're sitting on the couch, the other boys agreed to stay over, so we're waiting for them to arrive. Me and Louis set up the drinks on the table, and set up FIFA, for us to play later. There are fans outside of our flat. Very little, but their screaming is really loud.
In about five minutes, Niall, Liam and Zayn arrive, trying to make their way through the small crowd. They open the door and come in, locking it behind them. Almost automatically, Louis and I stand up and hug them tightly, greeting them.
"Sit down.. we set up FIFA!" Louis says, excitedly. The other boys immediately sit down, each taking a controller in their hands.
*
Its been half an hour and we were still playing FIFA. Thats when Niall brings up a conversation. "Are you guys considering.. you know, coming out?" he asks, turning to face me and my boyfriend.
Almost like if it were 2nd nature, me and Louis share a look. "Well, I don't know.. We're trying to decide wether we should or not, since our contract ended with Modest!.. I'm leaning towards coming out. How about you, Louis?"
Louis blushes, biting his lip. God, I love when he does that. "Well, I want to, too. I mean.. I 'broke up' with Eleanor already, people are supporting us, even if we were gay. So, yeah. I guess so."
Liam smiles. "It's about time you two stop hiding."
"Yeah, when are you guys planning to do it?" Zayn asks, suddenly. Louis takes a deep breath.
"I have no idea.."
"Soon." I add.
"Soon." Louis repeats.
*
Oh my godddd. Okay, so I am really getting into this story and its only the first chapter. Do you guys like it? Let me know..
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