Homophobia

Chapter 21

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Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Harry had seen his Louis, and he was far from thrilled. He left Louis plenty messages throughout the weeks, but he never got any texts or returned calls. He always cried to Niall about how much he missed Louis, and Niall always got angry and told him that's what happens when you play with someones emotions.

"Niall I miss him so much! I call and text him everyday, but he never answers! What if he hates me!?" Harry sobs, and Niall sighs. He opens his arms slightly, and falls back when Harry bounds into them wildly.

Niall looks at him and frowns, "You know what's going on right?"

Harry shrugs, "N-no"

"You're in love."

Harry frowns, "No I'm not." He says wiping the tears rapidly.

"Harry damnit! Look at yourself! You are crying wildly because Louis didn't call you back! He's not even your boyfriend! You were just fuckbuddies."

Harry frowns letting the words sink in. He doesn't believe it. "But why hasn't he called...?"

Niall sighs, "Maybe he's still with Liam?"

Harry's heart clenches, and his throat swells, and the tears fall slowly.

What of he is with Liam!?

He spring from Niall's arms, and ino his bedroom. He throws Louis' jumper over his shoulder. He grabs Niall's keys from the counter and sprints toward his car.

"WHERE THE HELL-"

Harry slams the door before Niall can finish, and hops into his car. He pulls his phone out and finds Josh's number.

"Josh!" Harry screams into the reciever "Where does Liam live?!"

"Calm down beautiful." Josh chuckles, before giving Harry his address. Harry hangs up quickly before commiting Liam's address to memory.

The 45 minute drive is 20 minutes shorter as fast as Harry's driving. He swerves a little but doesn't care, he just needs to get to Liam's.

When he gets there he springs from the car to Liam's front door. He knocks rapidly, and screams Liam's name.

"Hello. I'm Karen Payne, Liam's mother. How may I help you?" She doesn't look the least bit annoyed at how loud Harry's being and Harry is thankful.

"Is.. Louis... Tomlinson... Here?" Harry pants, and Karen shakes her head.

"No. But Liam is. I'm sure he can give you his address." Karen turns around and calls for Liam, who comes bounding down the stairs rather quickly.

"Yes mu- Oh! Hello Harry." A large smirk grows on his face at the sight of a disheveled Harry on his doorstep.

Karen nods at them, and turns into the house.

"Where's Louis?" Harry growls, and Liam just chuckles.

"He's at home."

"What did you two do? Why was he at your house a couple weeks ago? What were you and my Louis doing?" The words tumble from Harry's mouth before he can stop it, and Liam just laughs.

"YOUR Louis? Ha! That's rich." Liam says, doubling over with laughter.

"Why is it? He's my Louis, and I need to tell him how much he means to me before it's too late." Harry huffs angrily

" 'YOUR LOUIS' is probably spending my $100 and recovering from the amazing blowjob I gave him love."

Harry's heart drops as fury builds within him "Don't you call me that! What blow job? What $100?"

Liam's jaw drops, but he quickly recovers with a laugh. "So he didn't tell you then?"

"Tell me what?"

Liam cocks an eyebrow,

"The bet."