Effervescence (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

[ Harry. ]

Now I had done it. I had just told Louis my deepest secret. My sexuality. Now he knows. A tear rolled down my cheek. Fuck my life. Why did i have to tell him?

"What did you say, Harry?" Louis asked, in a very soft voice. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"I'm gay," I said softly. Louis sucked on his lower lip, unsure of how to answer. "I like boys, Louis."

"Oh."

"I like a certain boy, Louis." I looked him dead in the eye.

"Oh...?"

"Do you want to know who, Louis?"

"Um..."

"It's you, Louis."

I broke our eye contact. Now he knows. Now he knows everything. My whole life is over. More and more tears ran down my cheeks as Louis processed the information.

"I'm sorry, harry," Louis whispered. "I had no idea..."

"Just leave, Louis," I muttered. "Just go."

"Harry..."

"Leave!"

"Harry, please-"

"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE!" I screamed at him. Louis was shocked. A single tear slid down his face as he ran for the door.

"I'm sorry," he choked, and ran down the hall, slamming the door after he left.

I sat there crying, wiping my nose with the back of my hand. I'm a monster, I thought. I should have kept it a secret. I ruined everything. Now Louis hates me and I hate myself. I'm just a complete screw-up. I laid down on the bed. My life is over.

[ Louis. ]

Fortunately, Niall was out of the room when I ran in crying. I knew that I had hurt Harry. Right before he told me his feelings about me, I had to rant about how Larry was bullshit. I had just broke his heart.

Now, I'm not very emotional at all. I rarely cry. This was the first time I had cried in months. The tears all poured out and I sobbed, loudly. Everybody will hear. Who cares. I had just severed my bond with Harry completely. Why do I ruin everything? I thought.

Gotta pull myself together. I wiped my hand across my face just as I heard Niall's room key clicking in the door.

"My God!" he huffed. Before I could ask him what had happened, he started talking. "So I was going downstairs to the front desk to get an extra pillow, ya know," he said, setting down his room key on a table. "And I go downstairs and a whole wave of people comes rushin' towards me! And of course I'm used to this kind of thing, but there was just so many fans! Over a hundred, I think! And they're all trying to get a picture but I can't stop for all of them, you know? And what's worse, they were all climbing on top of me! Pushed me to the ground!"

"Did you ever get the pillow?"

"No, of course I didn't get the bloody pillow! Do I look like I'm holding a pillow?!" Niall sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "They're sweet girls, but enough is enough! That's practically assault!"

"How the hell are we going to get out of here without stopping for a million pictures?" I thought out loud.

"We're not," Niall sighed. "Security thinks it's best if we just...stay in all day."

"What? But-"

"Rules are rules," Niall groaned, flopping down on his bed. I had wanted to go out so I could be away from Harry. Now I had to stay inside all day, and he was right next door?!