Harry

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I woke up with Louis' arms wrapped around me, and honestly it felt perfect..as if thats how it was supposed to be. Obviously it's not how things were supposed to be though, he is straight after all.

'Even if he was gay, he wouldn't be into someone like me.' I thought

I knew I should move, or try to move him, but it just felt so nice..so I decided to stay like that for a while. Everything about life seemed perfect at that moment. So perfect that I was almost sad because I knew it would have to end eventually, and of course right as I thought that, it did. Louis started moving around a bit, and then I felt his head lift up on the pillow behind me. I slammed my eyes shut immediately, how creepy would he think I was if I were just laying here awake letting him cuddle me? I expected it to end in that moment, for Louis to get up, or move, or something..but it didn't. He didn't get up. Instead he laid his head back down, and pulled me closer.

I must have gone back to sleep after that, or maybe I was dreaming the whole thing altogether, because the next thing I remember was the sound of yelling coming from down stairs and an empty spot in bed next to me. I decided to go investigate the screaming. Climbing out of Louis' massive bed, I walked out of his room and toward the stairs, stopping at the top to listen rather than going downstairs and risking getting in the middle of whatever this was.

"I come in there to wake you up and find your arms wrapped around that boy!"

"Mum it was nothing! I told you it was nothing, why don't you believe me?" Louis said back, his voice not as loud as his mums.

"It better not have been anything! You certainly do not like boys." She stopped yelling at the second part.

"Who said anything about liking boys? We fell asleep and somehow in the middle of the night, while we were sleeping, we just ended up like that. It wasn't by choice."

"Is he gay?" she said gay in a lower voice, as if it was a bad word.

"What?"

"You heard me, is he?"

"How should I know?"

His mum sighed. "Whatever, just go wake him up. I think he should go before your sisters start getting influenced by him."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Louis, your sisters are young and impressionable."

"Whatever." After that I heard footsteps approaching the stairs so I hurried back to Louis' room. I started gathering my clothes immediately so I could go change.

"So, I'm guessing you heard that?" He asked, the look on his face was a mixture of embarrassment and a sort of apologetic half smile.

"Y-yeah, s'fine, I should be g-going anyway."

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It took me ten minutes to walk from Louis' house to my apartment. I still had plenty of time before school, which was good because I'd given his clothes back before I left so I was wearing the same thing I had been yesterday, and I hadn't had a shower. After taking a quick shower and getting ready, I still had nearly fifteen minutes until the bus came, so I decided to write in my journal.

Okay so the last time I wrote I said that if nothing good happened the next day I was done with everything. Well, later that day I met a boy..well I guess I didn't really MEET him, since I already knew who he was.. Anyway, the boys name is Louis and I always thought he was kind of a prick but after bumping into him he decided to sit next to me in history, oh yeah, we're in the same history class..anyway he decided to sit next to me and we started talking, then after class he wanted to hang out more so we met in the park later that day. Then since I left my books at school he said we could do the assignment together and we went back to his house and I ended up spending the night and then this morning I woke up to him cuddling me, and it was just fucking perfect until his mum started yelling at him about it. I just want to be with him all the time he's so beautiful and perfect and when he woke up and saw that we were cuddling he just pulled me closer and went back to sleep! I don't know why he's decided to hang out with ME rather than his usual friends, but I'm really glad he has.

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