Denial (Lilo Love Story BoyxBoy)

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Liam's POV:

I watched Louis as trotted up the steps to the airoplane, grinning at the view as he turned round at the top, looking over Moscow, Russia, with a fantastic grin.

''Goodbye Moscow!'' he yelled, waving at our Russain fans slamming on the glass windows of the airport behind us. I sent them another wave, and followed Louis up the plane. He smiled down at me, then turned round, mutter under his breath. ''Hello California...''

 Yeah, I'm Liam Payne, as you probably guessed. Yes, the world famous, globally successful guy from One Direction, the gay one the in the band, and in love with Louis Tomlinson.

Yes, Louis Tomlinson. I knew I'd loved him ever since the start of our newest tour, and since then, I'd broken up with Danielle, and Louis was on rocky ground with Eleanor. Not because she knew I was after him, they're just... arguing. A lot. And I mean it. Every time Louis is on his phone, he'll be arguing with Eleanor about something she or him said ages and ages ago, but if I had any say on it (which I really don't) I think they were just looking for an excuse to argue. Just my view.

I stepped into our private jet, which would carry all five of us, along with Paul Higgins, and our stylist Caroline across from Moscow, all the way to California, where we'd be doing a few shows for the fans. I couldn't wait. I smiled round at everyone, as he explored the kitchen, and laughing as Niall gasped when he saw the food stocked up in the fridge.

''Oh my god! Foooood!'' he cried, delving into the fridge, stacking his arms with crisps, chocolate, sweets, ice cream, oreos, and chicken sticks. I shook my head at him, wagging my finger. ''What?'' he asked innocently. Damn those eyes.

''Those are literally a recipe for diabetes, Ni,'' I snapped. Niall flipped me off, and ignored me, pushing past my shoulder, toward the cabins on the far end of the plane. I followed him, as did Harry, who jumped on my back, and I gave him a piggy back over to a selection of on three dorms. ''Oh.'' I said. ''Guess we'll have to share...''

I looked over at Louis, who was bunking already in one of them, throwing his clothes out his suitcase, all over the floor. Typical Louis. If only he knew how much I was really falling for him. Louis looked up at me, and grinned.

''Li, you're staring,'' he smirked. I blushed, and looked away.

''Who wants to share with who?'' I asked. But obviously, you could guess who I wanted to share with. I would do anything to spend nights alone with Louis, if he only broke up with Eleanor, maybe I could-

''I have dibs with ZayniePoo!'' Niall cheered, running up to Zayn and leaping into his arms. Zayn smiled, ruffled his air, and carried him into their cabin, slamming the door behind him with the hell of his foot. Those guys were so cute. But if you're wondering, no they aren't gay. They just acted like a married couple, like Harry and Louis. Larry Stylinson really bugged me, when I had to keep repeating to the fans who persisted that it was real, that it really wasn't. If it was... oh I don't even want to think that. 

It was now just me, Louis, and Harry. I guessed I would be sleeping alone in the cabin... 

I looked between them, but to my delight, Louis spoke up. ''Li, come on, I don't want to be lonely!'' he said nonchalantly. My heart leaped. Harry whimpered behind me, but obeyed, and made himself comfy in his own cabin. 

''Thanks, Lou, would've been boring without company.'' I said whoozily. Louis shrugged, and smiled up at me, setting up his lap top on his bed. I looked round. ''Awwwe Lou, it's already a bloody mess here!''

Louis smirked evily, shoved all his clothes beneath his bed with his feet, and grinned as if he'd just done some major cleaning. My god I loved that look. It was so sassy and confident, just like Louis. I sighed at him, amazed just how much I really loved him.

Maybe I had to tell him.

Oh my god. What if I did? My heart palpatations began to speed up to critical, and I sat down on my bed to steady myself, staring at Louis  the whole time. I couldn't hold it, could I? How do you really hide your first love away from someone? 

Louis smirked. I clenched my fists, trying to contain myself. ''You okay, Liam? You're staring again.'' 

''Louis, I love you,'' I blabbed. I didn't regret. I had wanted to say that for so long... I was panting with relief. It had finally rolled off my tongue, and out my heart. Louis knew. Now I was just waiting for his reaction.

A slow smile spread over his face. Oh my god. Did he love me too?

''Did Harry put you up to this?'' Louis asked. My heart sank.

He didn't believe me...

I took a shaky breath. Here goes.

Completely unaware and confused to where all this sudden confidence was coming from, I still spoke my truth.

''No, Lou. I'm falling in love with you,'' I couldn't hold it in any longer. I lunged over the floor seperating us, held his head in my hands, pushed his chin up to my face, and crashed my lips to his. I desperately moved my lips across his thin, immovable ones, practically begging for some kind of reaction. But Louis didn't give me the kiss I wanted.

In fact, he pushed me to the floor, and wiped his mouth, gasping at me. I was panting, too. I hadn't realized I'd been holding my breath the whole time. Louis just stared down at me, his lips parted with shock, his eyes wild with confusion. I gulped, and waited for him to say something.

''Fuck Liam.'' he gasped. Okay, that wasn't the reaction I wanted. Tears threatened to sting my eyes, but I impatiently wiped them away. ''What the hell?''

''Louis, I love you, really I do-''

''Shut up! Jesus Christ, where did this all come from? Liam!'' he shouted. I frantically looked round, as if I were expecting the ground to suddenly swallow me up and let me escape from this terrible situation. I thought... oh I don't know why I was  so stupidly optomistic about all this. 

''I've loved you since the start of this tour... and I've never been so sure about anything in my life.'' I choked, blush now plastering my face. I let out a small groan, and covered my face with my hands, and shook my head silently. Everything had just gone so wrong...

''Liam, shut the fuck up, you have no idea what you're saying, and I really don't love you back. You're my best friend, Liam! Not my fucking lover! And even if you're bullshitting me, it's not funny. None of this. And frankly, it's insulting!'' he shouted. ''Why would you think I'd be gay?''

Oh no. I'd only seen him this angry the time he broke up with his ancient girlfriend, Emma. I bit my lip, and took my hands away from my face. Louis was now standing, fuming, his fists clenched, anger clear on his normally vacuous face. I whimpered. 

''I'm an idiot...'' I whispered. Louis grunted.

''Yeah, you are,'' Louis hissed, exiting the room quickly, slamming the door behind him, making me flinch.

This time, I let the tears come.

I hope you liked it, really I did coz I REALLY wanna continue this, I have loads of ideas and I'll only continue if you guys liked the prologue!!! OKAY? good C: so you guize comment, and I continue? 

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