The wrong choice (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4

Harry's p.o.v

Harry woke up happy. He remembered last night, wow it had felt so good. Louis' lips against his skin. But when he opened his eyes and realized Louis wasn't there, his happiness was immediately replaced with worry. What if Louis regretted it, what if he hadn't enjoyed it like Harry had? Did he know Harry had a crush on him and only did it for Harry's sake? Okay, stop worrying Harry, he told himself. He's probably just in the kitchen or something.

But Louis wasn't in the kitchen. In fact, he wasn't home at all. They had a meeting with management at 3. But Louis didn't turn up before that so the boys went to the meeting without him.  The other lads didn't know what happened yesterday of course but they were all a little worried that Louis hadn't said anything about where he was. He didn't answer his phone either.

When they arrived to the meeting, Louis was already there.

"Hey Lou, there you are! Where have you been?" Liam asked.

"Just hung out with a friend." Louis answered with a shrug.

What friend? Harry thought. What friend was more important to see than Harry after what happened last night? Maybe he was scared? Harry would have to talk to him later. For the moment he didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say, it was all so weird.

During the whole meeting Louis didn't look at Harry once and Harry had big problems concentrating. He could feel Zayn's concerned eyes on him when he for the third time didn't answer a question.

When the meeting was over Harry barely had an idea about what was said at all. Niall asked if they wanted to have a boys' night and watch a movie.

"Sorry, I'm going to the cinema with Eleonor," Louis said.

Eleanor. Of course Harry had already forgotten about her again... But what did last night mean then? Was it just like a normal cuddle for Louis? But surely it wasn't really normal to kiss your best friends chest? But on the other hand, they gave each other love bites for fun every now and then. Maybe this was just one of these moments and Harry had misinterpreted it all? It had felt so intense and intimate to him. The thought of Louis not enjoying it like he did hurt.

"Harry? You wanna come?" Zayn asked.

"Yeah, sure." He answered abstractly.

Harry didn't say anything during the whole movie, he didn't laugh at the funny parts. In fact, he didn't pay much attention to it at all.

"I'm going back to our place" Harry said when the movie was over. He could hear Zayn follow him to the door.

"Are you okay Haz?" Zayn asked concerned. The nickname made him stiffen a little, it was usually Louis who used that name.

"Yeah."

"Did something happen between you and Louis?"

"No." Harry answered a little to fast. "Why would you think that?"

"I don't know, but you seem a little off today and Louis was kinda tensed at the meeting?"

"We're fine."

"Okay, if you say so. But Harry, please talk to me if there is something ok?"

"Of course, thanks Zayn."

And with that he left a worry looking Zayn in the door and walked back to his and Louis' apartment. He worried about what he was going to say when Louis came home from his date.

Louis' p.o.v

Louis wasn't paying attention to the movie at all. It was some American romantic shit Eleanor wanted to see. His mind was all on Harry. When he had woken up this morning next to a sleeping Harry, all that he could think was "shit shit shit what have we done?" Since then he had avoided Harry all day. He knew he was a coward, but he really needed time to think. What was he going to say to Harry? What did the whole thing even mean to him? Had they ruined their friendship now? What they did was clearly not what platonic friends do. But why did Harry do it? Did he like Louis? Did he feel an attraction towards Louis? And why did Louis himself do it? He's straight for God's sake. Oh fuck, maybe he should just pretend it never happened and hopefully Harry would act with him. Ugh, all these questions gave him a headache.

When the movie was over, Louis and Eleanor decided to go to Eleanor's place. In the back of his head, Louis thought that if he came home late enough Harry might be asleep and he wouldn't have to talk to him...

Later, at Eleanor's couch, the two shared a heated make out session. Eleanor, since it was Louis' last night at home and she would miss him. Louis, because he desperately wanted to forget everything about Harry. He felt a little dirty, almost like he had cheated on El. But he hadn't. Louis and Harry never kissed and Louis wasn't even gay. Still a little voice in the back of his head said that if Harry had been a girl, he would definitely have seen it as cheating. When Eleanor made a move to go further, Louis quickly got up and said "Sorry, El. I have to go home. The flight leaves tomorrow morning and I haven't packed all my stuff yet." It wasn't really true, he had actually packed most of his stuff. But having sex with Eleanor felt very wrong all of a sudden.

"Okay..." Eleanor said and looked a little offended.

"Sorry love", he said and gave her a last kiss.

Harry's p.o.v

It was now 11 pm and Harry was watching TV, waiting for Louis to get home so they could talk. Suddenly he heard the key in the door and his whole body tensed. He could hear Louis sneaking around in the hallway, almost like he didn't want to be heard.

Finally, Louis showed up in the living room.

"Hi Lou, how was your date?"

"Why are you still up?" Was all he got for an answer.

"What do you mean? It's not that late." Harry said a little insecure.

Louis sighted. "Well I'm going to bed."

"Wait Louis, we have to talk!"

"About what?" Louis snapped.

His cold voice took Harry off guard and he didn't know what to say. "I... I just thought..."

"What?"

"Uhm, never mind. Goodnight Lou."

"Goodnight." Louis said and left.

Harry didn't know what to think. What did this mean? Was Louis angry at him? Did he think it was all Harry's fault since Harry was the one who invited Louis into his (or actually Louis') bed? Fuck he really had ruined everything, hadn't he?

That night Harry fell asleep with tears running down his cheeks.

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Xx Tove