When The Truth Hurts

Coming Clean

Harry's POV

After being confronted with rumors, that I, was dating Eleanor I decided to just completely come clean. I needed to come clean with the fans, my family, and the man I truly loved, Louis.

I know Louis and I said we were done with love, and that we just needed a break but I can't do that. I have tried Kendall Jenner.. and Taylor. You just can't like someone if all of your hard work and emotions are put into someone else (Louis).

We were heading to a major interview to promote our new album Midnight Memories, and I felt like this was a good time to share my feelings. Publicly. Whether that mean that I be kicked out of this group or be sent hate. "How's it going boys?" Liam spoke up as we finally piled into our van from the hotel. "Good."  "pretty swell." "tired" a few mutters were let out to break the silence.  I turned to face Louis because he hadn't said much all day, although I knew why I figured I'd make him fess up. 

"And you Lou?" I cleared my throat. "Hm? What about me?" He looked up from the ground quite confused yet still in a bad mood.  "How are you?" I peered at him.   "I'm" There was a pause between his reply "I'm fine Harold.." After this he looked back down to the ground.  The whole ride to our interview it was quite silent, I guess the tension has been building up.

I generally planned on spilling the truth about my love for Louis in this interview, and leading the fans into something more detailed later but I knew I didn't have the nerve to do it. I knew there'd be a huge uproar and we all could lose our jobs. It was silly of me to even think that I could ever stand up for myself, let alone confess to my biggest secret on live television.

As we clumsily exited the van to a huge crowd of fans, I lead closely behind Liam because he always handled fans better. "Hey girls!" I forced a smile and waved, touching their hands.  Inside the building we were sent to the make up chairs, and quickly dressed. I sat and talked to Niall and Zayn until it was air time. I always glared at Louis from the corner of my eye, as he sat by himself at the couch across from ours. He's putting up a front. He always does. 

       As we got seated for the interview we clipped our microphones to our shirt, and smiled for the cameras. 

"Welcome Boys!" the interviewer spoke with her bright white teeth showing. We all smiled on command.

"So tell us about this new album! What can the fans expect from Midnight Memories?" 

   Liam spoke up, "we tried to channel our emotions into it more, more like, a personal sound track with more rocky vibes" He grinned, looking to us as we agreed. 

" Yeah, I think the songs fit for more than one type of person.. maybe some about love.. or friends.. or just having a good time.." Louis said with his squeaky voice.

    "Right then, speaking of love, Harry have you got a girlfriend? There have been quite a few rumors."   

I shifted in my seat and cleared my throat, " No, I don't have a girlfriend, but I do have interest in someone. They mean a lot to me.. and I'd hate for them to be affected by  rumors" with those words I darted my eyes to Louis quickly, who looked like he saw a ghost.

The interviewer seemed quite shocked, and for the rest of the interview Louis kept quiet. The second we walked backstage, I grabbed onto Louis' waist with a grin. I knew he would have caught on, and I was hoping to see him smile and hug me. Instead, the palm of his hand met my cheek and it felt like he'd put a lit match to it.

"LOUIS! WAIT!" My cracked voice called out as he ran off letting out noticable cries.

The boys quickly looked to me, as did the rest of the studio. I didn't understand why he'd hit me.. I just admitted to having feelings for him... not him exactly.. but I said it. 

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Louis' POV

I couldn't believe what I heard,Harry insinuating that he had feelings for someone. I knew who it was and it wasn't me. It was the person that cause all of these problems. Eleanor. 

 How could he have feelings for her? I guess the tabloids were right, Harry had moved onto bigger and better things.. and I wasn't talking about our new album.

I ran from him, and darted for the means bathroom. My hand tingled from the impact on his cheek. I slid against the cold wall of the bathroom until I was on the ground.  I had to get myself together. I need to get my feelings under control.  

I love Harry, but lately I refused to show it.He had been around Eleanor so much that even I was starting to believe there was something going on. Eleanor and I didn't have to be around each other lately due to traveling, but I'm sure Harry would LOVE to be around her.  That ass hole. Ugh.

Soon the bathroom door opened and there stood Harry. His black skinny jeans and torn boots.. peering at me from across the bathroom. I refused to look up at him. 

   He slowly made his way towards me. "Louis, what the hell.." Harry spoke harshly as he knealed down beside me.  

"Go away Har-" Quickly I was pushed against the wall, and his lips were against mine. Our lips parted and connected again. The silence let me hear our every breath.  My eyes met his, "I love you Lou"he muttered. 

 "but you just said" I tried to push his kind words away. " Yeah. I said that I had feelings for you" Harry interrupted. 

How could I have not known? Why in the hell would I think he had feelings for her? I caught myself smiling at him, his dimples were something out of this entire world.  "I love you too Harry"-"but what do we do now?" I questioned out loud.  "We go back to being undercover lovers" he giggled.