Cheating in Love

Chapter 1

"HAZZA!"

"WHAT?"

"COME MEET MY GIRLFRIEND."

Harry whimpered quietly, standing up, and going towards the door. Girlfriend? Lou got a girlfriend? He quietly went to the living room. "What'd you say, Boo?" He asked, glancing at the girl next to him. "I want you to meet Emma." Louis said, gesturing towards the girl.

Harry wondered why he was with this girl. She wasn't the prettiest flower in the garden. She was a little heavier, but not too heavy. Couldn't be over 200 pounds. She was tall for a girl. She was pretty, but Louis could get the hottest girl in the world, so why her? Harry didn't understand what was so grea about this one, cause Louis usually wouldn't get to know them unless they were seriously gorgeous.

"She's a childhood friend. She used to stay the night every weekend."

That explains it.

"Hi." The girl said, shyly, hiding behind Louis. "Don't be shy, love, Harry's a good one." He said, winking at the girl. Harry felt himself blush. "Hey, love." He said, looking at Emma. She blushed, hiding her face in Louis' shoulder. "Sorry, Hazzabear, she's a bit shy." Louis said, wrapping his arms around her. Harry felt his heart break as he kissed her head. "Oh, well. Should I leave you two alone, or?" He asked. "You can stay if you'd like." Louis said, resting his chin on her head.

Harry gulped, his throat burning. "I'm just. I'm gonna go back to my room." He whispered, scared his voice would break. He turned around, tears starting to spill from his eyes. He quickly went to his room, locking the door, and burying his face in his pillow. He hated that girl. He hated that Louis liked her. He hated that Louis was straight. He hated he was a boy. He hated that he was in love with his best friend. He hated himself. He hated that he was a fag. No one likes fags.

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"What do you want to drink, love?" Louis asked his girlfriend. "Nothing, thanks." She said, shyly. "You sure, gorgeous?" He asked. She blushed at the name, nodding her head. Louis laid down on the couch, putting his head on Emma's lap. "Love you." Louis said, reaching up, and tapping her nose. "Love you, too." She said, running her fingers through his fringed hair. "Sing to me." Louis said. "B-But what if Harry hears?" She asked, nervously. "Harry's probably busy wanking, he barely ever turns down hanging out with me." He said.

"Louis, that's rude." She laughed, playfully hitting his chest. "Ow, babe." He said in irony. She scooted out from under Louis, only to get on top of him, leaning down and kissing him. She pulled away when he didn't kiss back. "What's wrong, Lou?" She asked. "I'm not gonna kiss you till you sing to me." He pouted. "I don't like singing when there's other people around." She whined, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "Louis!" She whined.

"Emma!" He whined back. "Kiss me backkk." She whined. "Sing to meee." He whined back. 'I love Louis, Louis loves me, now will you please kiss me?' She sang out. "Just a peck, cause that wasn't a real song." He said. Emma waisted no time, kissing her boyfriend. She broke apart. "Now sing me a song!" He demanded. She sung a verse and chorus of 'Hallelujah', because Louis loved it when she sang that. Once she was done, she kissed Louis, seeing if he'd respond. When he did, she smiled, continuing to kiss him.

They broke apart when they heard a slight sniffling. They looked to the hall, where Harry stood. "You've got a beautiful voice." Harry smiled, sadly, face red and blotched. "Th-thanks." She blushed, crawling off of Louis, and hiding her face with her hair. Louis sat up, and Emma hid behind him. "Whats wrong, baby?" Louis asked Harry, making Emma chuckle at how 'friendly' they were, even when Louis was in front of his girlfriend. "Dad called." Harry lied.

"Oh. I'm sorry, H." He apologized."Come hang out with us. Get to know her." Louis suggested. "I-I don't think..." "Nonsense, Haz. I'm gonna run to the loo, talk while I'm gone." Lou interrupted, standing up. He left the room without another word, kissing Harry's cheek one the way out. Harry awkwardly sat down next to Emma. "Hi." He said. "Hi." She whispered back, not looking up. "So, um. When did you and Lou, uh, get to-together?" He asked. "A few months ago, actually. When he visited home for his mum's birthday." She explained, quietly. "Oh. He didn't tell me that he even had a girlfriend." He said.