Chapter 4: Rebels

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He started with the sexual innuendos during the interviews,  blowing kisses to me, saying things with double meaning, even once said very lowly " Hey Harry, can i give you a blow job?" OMG he was crazy!!!

Sometimes, i was so embarrased and worried about what the management would do, of course they noticed everything and warned him to stop doing it.

But, Louis didnt. He kept doing it, and i was so shocked, i knew that at this point, a lot of people would notice that something was going on between us, they would be so stupid if they didnt.

We had a Christmas break after the tour and Louis came home to visit me.

- Did you know that a lot of fans already know about us?

- What?!

- Yes, i was in tumblr, do you know about tumblr?

- Not really

- OMG Harry, you need to go! its like a blog and the fans post fan fictions and do you know how they call us?

- How?

- Larry Stylinson, they combined our names to make that

- Larry Stylinson? Thats very clever

- It is right? Gotta love those girls!

-Im interested in reading those fanfictions

- Come on, im going to show you

I got the laptop and went into that site called tumblr, looked for the tag: Larry Stylinson and i was so shocked about what i saw. A lot of photoshopped pictures of me and Louis kissing and even having sex and the fan fictions were so graphic, it felt like they were spying us.

- Hmmm reading all these fanfictions is making me so horny, i want to do all that now

- Can we do it here?  in your house?

- Why not? My mum knows about us by the way

- What?! and what did she say?

- She supports us of course

- Well, at least your mum does.

- How about your family?

- They dont know a thing, they even think Eleanor is actually my girlfriend.

- You have to tell them, Louis

- I cant. At least, not yet. I dont think they will react as good as your mum did. My family is very traditional, i dont think they would be okay with me being gay.

- Who knows? i didnt know my mum was going to take it so well but she did.

- Yeah but your mum is different.

- So, you are going to make them believe you actually love that girl?

- I have to Harry

- Why at least you dont tell them that is all publicity?

- Because they are going to start with the questions about why the relationship is fake, they are going to know Harry...

- Or maybe you are just liking too much to date that girl..

- Oh please, dont start with that.

- Whatever...

- Harry, you are going to be mad at me now?

- No , im not,its just that... i want all this to be over already. I want to be free.

- I know, me too! Hey... come here...

Louis got closer to me. He reached for my chin and kissed me. We ended up taking off our clothes and making love i was so horny that i even ask him to fuck me. It was amazing!! i was so happy to be with him, i never knew i could love someone as much as i love Louis.

I wanted so much to express what i was feeling inside, but i couldnt, so I found a better way to do it. Through tattoos. I started with the phrase: Wont stop till we surrender.  To remind myself to not surrender even if things were going really bad. 

By 2012, we were on tour around U.S.A, Louis still have the beard and now the band were becoming more famous, they had to go out more often in public well i had to swallow everything and keep working.

But, i was excited about all the things i was doing with the band, and the tour in USA was just amazing.

One day, I was talking to Louis in the hotel. We were in the balcony of my hotel room, looking at the stars while i was hugging him from behind.

- I was thinking, maybe we should get couple tattoos...

- Tattoos? i dont know... they are not really my style

- I know i never thought about having one and look, now i have a few! but i just think it would be a great idea to express how we feel, our struggles, our love...

- i dont know, maybe one day.

- I will convince you. - I said kissing his neck

- Oh, please, keep doing that....

Louis turned around and put his hand inside my pants, grabbing my penis and giving me a handjob, next time, we were in bed fucking hard.

We were so in love, why this could be so wrong when it feels so right?? why we cant be free to express our love?? why he can date that girl that doesnt feel a thing for him, but me, that love him that i have love him since the moment i met him, i cant? it was very frustrating...

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