Only If You Knew

Chapter One: I'm Not Gay

Only If You Knew (OIYK)

***AUTHORS NOTE***

Okay Hi guys!! I'm new to this so sorry of its not good, but this is my first story on Wattpad even though I've had an account for about three months or so and this account is anonymous, so I won't use my real name. The name I'll use is Dru.

This story starts off slow bit will eventually become great! :) (I hope). If you are reading this thank you so much!

-DRUU**

Only If You Knew

Chapter One: I'm Not Gay

Louis POV:

Why does everything have to be so difficult? I have a girlfriend, lovely Eleanor, so it's not even possible that I'm gay, right? So why do I keep having these weird thoughts ad daydreams? I have kept them to myself but I think I've been acting weird. I'm really trying not to, but everything Harry does makes me tense up and get nervous.

"Louuu! Come on it's your turn! You're winning anyways."

Oh I completely lost train of thought. Harry and I were in our apartment alone, playing monopoly.

"Oh, sorry Haz I was daydreaming." I replied and rolled the dice. 5&3. I moved eight spaces onto boardwalk, where apparently I was supposed to be happy. As you can probably guess, I was not.

"Boobear what's the matter?"

"Oh nothing I just don't really feel up to playing the game." I answered trying to sound 'normal'.

"I'm not just talking about today. You've been acting a bit strange for the past few weeks. Something you want to talk about?" I gulped. Yes, Harry, there is definitely something on my mind, but I can't talk to you about it! Of course. I knew he would find out.

"Nope." I almost whispered, staring at the ground.

"Listen, I can tell when something's not right with you, and something's definitely up. If you don't want to talk right now I get it. Just know that I'm here for you, love." And with that, Harry got up and left to the kitchen.

I took out my phone and texted Liam.

-Louis: Hey Li...

-Liam: Louis? You alright?

-Louis: Yeah, it's just I need to talk to you.

-Liam: You want me to come over?

-Louis: No, not tonight. Harry's here. I'll survive one night. But how's tomorrow at 8:00 sound? That's before he'll wake up I suppose.

-Liam: Yeah that sounds alright. My place at 8:00. Yeah?

-Louis: Sure. Thanks Li.

-Liam: No problem. xx

By now it was nine at night. Harry and I were in the kitchen, and I was waiting for him to make us something.

"What'ya feel like having tonight?" Harry asked

"Oh it doesn't matter. Anything but hurry up I'm starving!"

"Oh shush I'll just make a quick macaroni and cheese."

"Sounds good." I answered.

We sat at the table finishing up, conversing over random unworthy topics until Harry asked me an unexpected question.

"So you know how every interview we've been to asks us about 'Larry Stylinson'?" I almost choked just hearing that, fearing what would be next...

"...Yeah?" I said, gesturing him to continue.