Beneath The Lies (Completed)

8

"It was amazing, the way he-"

"Okay Louis!" Liam snaps, they are both sitting in Liam's bedroom, studying for the math exam tomorrow. "I've heard enough, Harry is great, I get it!"

Louis purses his lips and blinks away from Liam and down at his paper. "Okay, I'm sorry."

"It's fine." Liam's face softens, "I just hate hearing about how happy or good he makes you."

Louis furrows his eyebrows with confusion, "Are you jealous of me or something? Look, Li, I didn't know you liked him. You could've said something awhile ago, I me-"

Louis is soon cut off by a pair of lips on his, only for a few seconds at least, but it's enough to make Louis blush, his eyes widening.

"I'm not jealous of you, I'm jealous of him." Liam says, glancing back down at his paper. Louis wants to smack the growing smirk on Liam's face off. That wasn't okay.

He's dating Harry and-

That's precisely it. He's not dating Harry. This causes him to frown. What are they? After Harry had left that day, they hadn't texted at all. Louis thought nothing of it, until now.

"What are you thinking?" Liam asks, looking over at the petite boy with dark brown eyes.

"That I should feel bad about doing that." Louis murmurs, fiddling with his finger tips. He does feel bad about doing it, thats the thing. Should he? Yes, he should. He and Harry both have very real feelings for each other, even though neither of them have voiced them, it shows.

"But you don't, do you?" Liam asks, leaning closer to Louis "Because all you are to Harry is a sex toy." He says gently.

"Harry isn't like that." Louis defends, frowning at the way Liam was putting their relationship down.

"Has he ever taken you out? On one date at all? Did he ever tell you how much you mean to him?" Liam asks, pulling back and pressing a kiss to Louis's feathery hair, Louis tenses, this is all so uncomfortable for him, "Because you mean everything to me,"

"How long?" Louis asks suddenly.

"How long what, Lou?"

"How long has this little crush of yours gone on?" Louis asks, looking at Liam in the eyes now. He can't believe what he's hearing, and honestly he doesn't know if he believes it.

"Well, it's a bit more complicated than that." Liam says, shaking his head, "A long story."

"I've got time." Louis says, biting his lip as he lays back on the bed and closes his eyes.

Liam began to explain how he'd always felt some sort of a connection to Louis, but it wasn't until Louis started to actually talk to Harry that he realized that he was jealous. It took him a while to sort out his feelings, but he knows now that what he feels for Louis is very real.

"Wow, Liam." Louis sighs defeatedly, "I don't know what to say." He doesn't. This is ridiculous, he and Liam are best friends, not soulmates. He really wants Liam to tell him he's joking.

"Louis, please. Harry will only hurt you, Louis." Liam says in a pleading tone, shaking his head, "I wanna care for you, I really do, I always have, but this time I want to do it in a way-"

"I'm sorry, I really like Harry. He isn't like that." Louis says, "He does care about me, It isn't your place to say otherwise."

"No he doesn't, Louis!" Liam shouts, slamming his pen down, "Open your fucking eyes. He just wants to fuck you, and as soon as he does, he's going to be gone, I'll be surprised if he comes back after how much you gave to him!"