1D One Shots { BoyxBoy} *REQUESTS OPEN*

Secrets {Lilo}

(Set in 2016, Zayn isn't in the band)

"Louis?" The woman coughed, trying to get the oldest attention again. 

"Sorry, what love?" Louis asked. This was getting worse, it'd been the third time this interview that Louis had zoned out thinking of Liam. The woman just smiled, and repeated the question.

"If you were a superhero, which power would you want?" Where is the originality? Over the five years they've been in the band, the boys must've heard this question a million times. Everyone knew the answer Louis said, but he wasn't bothered about anything right now and just said,

"Time travel." Louis mumbled, looking at the clock. He knew he was being unbelievably rude, an irritated look on Harry's face. Niall looked amused and Liam just sighed. 

"I wasn't aware superheroes could have that ability," The woman coughed, "That's more like a Doctor Who thing." She laughed, her blonde hair bouncing. Harry was staring at her, and Louis already knew what he was thinking. Go get her, tiger.  

"Oh well," Louis shrugged, "There's a new time for everything." That was more for Liam than the woman. Louis remembered being piss drunk once and asked Liam if he was gay. He didn't exactly turn his nose up at the question but the response could've been nicer. It was something along the lines of "You're joking, right?" and a laugh in poor Louis' face.

He couldn't help it though. Even if Liam was straight, Louis was still infatuated with him. 

"Right, well lets move on. This is the last question!" The woman smiled once again, looking to Niall. "Okay, this ones for all of you. Who is your favourite in the band?" Everyone had their answers, 

"Niall." Liam said, crushing Louis' soul and breaking his heart. Was that over the top? Louis didn't think so.

"Liam." Niall said, a grin on his face. 

"Harry." Louis said. He wasn't lying to get back at Liam. Since 2010 Harry had been Louis' favourite, no matter what.

"Lou, how could you not love him." Harry laughed, trying to get closer to the interviewer. Louis smiled, happy someone picked him.

"Thought it was me?" Liam teased, pinching Harry's arm. Louis just looked away. He really did start to feel sad, not getting any attention from the boys this past week was taking an affect on him and his ego.

"No way," Harry argued, moving his body. All three of the boys were now facing away from Louis, shutting him out completely. He had enough and got up, walking away from his friends and out the room. "Louis?" Harry called after his best friend, getting up and running after him. For such a short person, Louis really did know how to get away from someone quickly. Harry ran down the hallways, he was about to give up when he heard a toilet stall door slam. "Lou?" Harry called out, going into the toilets. 

"Fuck off." Louis sulked, sitting on the toilet seat. He was beyond pissed off with everything.

"Lou, open the door. Please? I'm worried about you." Those words were enough to let go of all the locked up emotions inside Louis, and he finally started crying. 

"Just go away, please." He begged, his hands covering his face. He felt completely broken, why had his friends been ignoring him and why did they shut him out during the interview?

"I'm climbing over if you don't unlock this damn door." Harry stated, ready to move into the stall next to Louis'. 

"Fine." Louis wiped his eyes and unlocked the door, his best friend surging forward and crushing Louis in a hug. It only made him feel worse and he started crying again. 

"Why are you crying, Lou. What's wrong?" Harry sat down on the toilet seat and pulled Louis down on his lap. 

"You guys are s-so mean to me sometimes. You all ignored me this week, then shut me out today. Even you Harry." The feel of betrayal was too much for Louis, but he didn't have the energy to push himself away from Harry and try to run out the toilets.

"Oh Louis, you idiot." Harry laughed, making Louis blush., "We didn't ignore you. You told us when you were drunk that you wanted some space. We thought that still applied when you were sober. We thought you were upset with us, not the other way around love." Harry soothed, his hand rubbing Louis' arm. "Why did you run out? You could've just said something. Now Liam and Niall-"

"Just stop with Liam, please. I don't care about Liam." Louis mumbled, closing his eyes and letting his head fall against Harry's shoulders. 

"Why's that?" Harry loved to pry, he always wanted to know peoples secrets. He'd never tell any bodies secrets, 

"Because I just. I am absolutely in love with him, H." Louis sighed. Harry knew Louis was into men, but he didn't know Louis was into that man. "I feel so useless when he doesn't look at me, he used to cuddle me Harry, he would come into my room at night when it was thundering and cuddle and it'd make me feel so special but these past couple of weeks he's just been shutting me out. I feel like shit when he does this, I hate when he ignores me because- fuck, he just means the world to me." Louis ranted, so relieved to let it all out for once.

"Lou..." Harry said, his hand not moving. 

"What." Louis asked, exhausted. He opened his eyes and looked up. Harry was looking at the bathroom door. Liam was standing there, Niall just behind him. Niall's mouth was hanging open, but Liam's wasn't. He looked more pissed off than shocked. "Oh shit." Louis muttered, Liam pushed himself past Niall and went on what looked like a war march. Louis looked at Niall, then Harry.

"Go after him!," Harry said, pushing Louis off him. He nodded and ran after Liam, following the direction Liam went off in. 

"Liam?," Louis yelled, not caring that everyone was looking at him, "Liam!" He ran around a corner, and crashed into Liam. A hand grabbed Louis, steadying him just before he fell. "God, I'm sorry- Oh. Liam can we talk please?" 

"Why, so you can say how much of a bad person I am? Louis. I haven't been avoiding you to hurt your feelings. I was avoiding you to stop myself from doing just that, I like you. I think I do anyway, I'm not sure if I'm gay or... Louis, I like you. But this," He gestured between him and Louis, who was looking rather heartbroken, "Is just complicated. I thought so anyway. I thought you liked Harry, I saw you once after you spoke to me and you were all over him. I was mad and I just promised to stay away from you, distance myself so I wouldn't get hurt. I didn't know you really did like me, Lou. I promise. If I did then I wouldn't of done this to you." 

"You mean it?" Louis asked, more tears rolling down his cheeks. Liam let go of Louis' arm and put his hand on his cheek, brushing away Louis' tears. He had never seen such a confident person like Louis looking so broken. He felt terrible for making him feel this way.

"I mean it Lou. You're special to me." That was enough for Louis to push his body up against Liam's and kiss him. Their lips fitted perfectly together. Liam put his arms around Louis' waist and Louis put his around Liam's neck. Both the boys felt 100% complete, and they couldn't help but smile at each other when they heard cat calls from Niall and Harry, who had probably been watching them the whole time.

_____

Re-written, march 2016. :)