Homophobia

Chapter 20

Harry paces the room angrily as Niall flips through the channels. He laughs at his best friend's foolishness, and throws a few crisps in his mouth.

Harry huffs, as he slumps next to Niall on the couch. Niall laughs as he sees Harry's disappointed demeanor.

"He just up and left! No cuddling or anything!" Harry says,

"Maybe he finally realized you were using him." Niall shrugs, popping a few crisps in his mouth.

Harry huffs again, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm gonna call him."

Niall looks at Harry and laughs again, "Go for it."

Harry stands and goes over to his cellphone.

He dials Louis' number, and smiles when Louis answers.

"Yes?" He answers rudely, and Harry frowns a bit.

"What are you doing?" Harry says, tugging on his hair strands.

"Just got out of the shower." Louis says, rubbing the towel on his wet head. He wraps the towel around his waist and walks into his bedroom. He plops on his back and sighs.

He doesn't want to be talking to Harry. He just wants to sleep, and then go to Liam's in the morning for an all day fuck fest.

He hopes maybe if he fucks Liam's brains out all day, he'll fuck Harry from his heart.

"When are you coming back?" Harry asks hopefully.

"A couple days. I'm going to Liam's tomorrow," he says sourly, hoping that Harry will find someone else to fuck and hurt.

"Why?" Harry asks angrily

"Because he wants to fuck." Louis says bluntly.

Harry's heart drops. But he smiles, he can play this game too. "Is he a better fuck than me?"

Louis frowns, and answers as honestly as possible. "No. You're a better fuck than him. But I'm tired of you hurting me actually, so I'm gonna find a way to fuck your memory out of my mind. Goodnight."

Louis hangs up harshly, and sighs when he feels the tears build in his chest. He takes a few Advil for his oncoming headache, and falls asleep.

Harry frowns at the "Call Ended" sign on his phone.

"So? How'd the conversation go?" Niall asks sarcastically.

"Why is this so damn funny to you?" Harry demands, and Niall just shrugs.

"I told you both this type of thing would happen. You both just brushed me off. Now you're upset, and so is he."

Harry sighs, and just nods. "So now we're just fuck buddies then?"

"That's what you were before."

Harry sighs, and trudges to his bedroom. He plops on the bed and sighs, pulling Louis' jumper to his chest. He inhales Louis' scent and wraps the pillow in the jumper.

He throws his shirt off, and pulls the covers above his eyes, inhaling the scent of Louis.

He wishes Louis was here, but then again he hopes Louis will find someone better, but atleast come back to him once in awhile.

He sighs and closes his eyes, hoping sleep will come fast, and his Louis will too.


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