Denying Dreams

17.

He closed the door behind him afterwards and I stood there in shook.

My best friend.

Who thinks he's gay.

Just kissed me.

"What the fuck.", I said out loud.

" Watch the language Lou.", my mom said coming back downstairs.

"Mom,"

"That's my name, don't wear it out."

"What do you do when your best friend thinks he might not be straight and then they kiss you?"

"Well I'm pretty sure all my friends are straight so...."

I gave her that "help me" look and she sighed sitting on the couch and patting the cushion next to her for me to sit down and I did.

"Niall kissed you?", she assumed and I nodded.

"Geez Lou ok, well, do you like him?"

"Not really"

I love the person possessing his body.

"I doubt that. You're always around him and call me crazy or deny it but I'm pretty sure I saw you kiss him one time.", she crossed her arms and lifted an eyebrow.

" Mom", I whined out of frustration.

"Look, ok I get it. I understand what's happening."

"I don't think you do."

"No I do, you're not over Harry yet. Is that it?"

Well you can't get over someone you see everyday.

"Not really. Mom, you know I really cared about him.", I said playing with my hands in my lap.

" I know sweetheart but you can't keep holding onto him like this. Trying to see someone else to forget him won't work because when you look back, you'll only think of Harry.", she looked at me with sadness in her eyes and eager to get her point across.

"I know from experience.", her head fell and she placed her hands to her forehead.

I immediately scooted closer to hug her and she wrapped her arms around me.

" I'm sorry about your father Louis. I'm sorry I couldn't make him stay.", she cried and said into my shoulder.

My dad had moved when I became just around 4 months old. According to my mom, he was being a big asshole during the pregnancy. She only wanted him to stay and try to be a father figure, but he didn't want that. So he left.

It makes sense now though. She had multiple husband's and now she has Richard and our family of 6.

Me, my mom, James, Richard, Fizzy, and Lottie. I don't talk to them much anymore.

It's been just me and Harry for a while.

After my mom had her breakdown we said on the couch and watch Bad Girls Club together and ate ice cream changing for the girl to fight again.

It was quite entertaining to see them throw each other's make up and clothes in a pool.

I love my mom to the moon and back, and I wish I could trust her with Harry, but she didn't even believe me all those years ago when I said I didn't sexually harass Harry. (When he was alive of course.) So why would she believe me when I say Harry isn't dead and is using Niall's body as a cover-up.

Sounds so believable right.

Note my sarcasm.

I went to bed after that and dinner and then heard something outside my window.

I went to it and no one was there.

"Boo", I heard Harry's voice behind me, but my reflexes were faster and I accidentally slapped him.

"Fuck Lou.", he groaned in pain rubbing his eye.

" You should know not to sneak up on me like that, shit.", I went to go get some ice for him and came back with it quickly.

"Thanks.", I put it on his face for him and he just started laughing.

" What's so funny? "

"You slapped me so hard and that was only a natural reflex."

"Why's that funny?"

"Cause that means your probably could beat someone's ass and it's kinda funny seeing you mad."

"What, how?"

"You're like a tiny squishy animal and I just can't see you getting mad.", he stated laughing again and I pushed his shoulder.

" I know I'm short but you don't have to call me out on it. ", I crossed my arms standing in front of him and he just laughed even more.

" How tall are you? "

"I'm 5'9 damn it!"

"Bshh, More like 4'9."

I turned around like I was annoyed and he still laughed.

"Babe I'm just joking."

I heard his voice get closer and soon, his arms were around my waist and his chin was on my shoulder.

Babe.

Babe. Babe.

Baaaaaaaaaaabe.

"I'm cumming."

He started laughing again and began kissing my neck. Carefully leaving small, light lovebites on my neck.

"We need to stop hanging out so much."

"How come?", I turned around to face him and backed up against the wall so the position wasn't weird.

" My mom thinks I like Niall."

He scrunched up his face and then I could see something different about him. His demeanor had slightly changed.

"You, know I thought about what you said last night, about my mom.", he said and stepped closer to me.

" I think, we should take care of her.", he smirks and I frown.

"What exactly do you mean by that Harry?"

His eyes suddenly had a ring of red on the outside of them and for the first time in my life, I was scared of Harry.