What happens on the tour bus. Stays on the tour bus (Ziall, Larry and Lilou)

Privacy

A/N Sorry it took so long to update guys! We were all arguing about what to put in this chaper, we had writiers block and we had finals we at school. We will make sure to update more regularly. 

(Louis's POV)

What's Harry's bloody problem? I never said that he would look good with a model. I just covered his ass and went with it. I don't know what he's covering up but whatever.

I was sitting in my bunk when I realized I needed to use the loo. Harry was in the shower so I waited. I walked to the door and sat outside of it, listening to the sound of the running water. I layed my head back on the wall and closed my eyes. The sound of the water calms me. My calm state was broken when I heard a small scream from the bathroom.

" Oh god Louis, YES!"

I freeze. A shiver goes down my spine and I feel my blood run cold.

Harry just screamed my name.

Clear as day he just screamed my name from the bathroom. My jaw drops, I quickly glance around to make sure none of the other boys are awake, if they heard we would all have a giant talk about it. I don't hear anything, like anything at all. Wait, shit. That means that Harry got out of the shower, I quickly dart off to my bunk. I'm just going to pretend it didn't happen. Maybe it actually didn't happen. I could have been imagining it, Harry is straight after all.

I'm just lying in my bed thinking, for what seems like forever when I hear a slight whisper coming from somewhere else on the bus.

"Is anyone awake?" Harrys soft quiet voice carried through out the bus. I opened my mouth, but then proceeded to shut it. Im not in the mood to speak to him out of all people right now, I think I'm just going to get some sleep, with time this will work itself out.

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(Zayns POV)

I awoke to the smell of pancakes and to the sound of Niall's laugh. Fuck, I still need to talk to him, and tell him everything. I was going to tell him that I was bulimic. I thought he deserved to know. I needed help, I know I did. But the tour is so crazy and busy and I don't want to make it hard on everyone else by adding on a health issue.

I slide out of my bed and put on pants. Then proceed to walk to the kitchen. I see Niall sitting on the couch, laughing. I turn the corner and see Harry in the kitchen, making pancakes and laughing along with Niall.

There's that jealous feeling again. I shake it off and walk into the kitchen. Harry and Niall look at me, Niall's eyes light up like a light bulb.

" Hey mate do you want some pancakes? I made a lot." Harry says while flipping one over. I want to eat, but knowing that I'd probably just throw it up later didn't sound appetizing. But Harry never takes no for an answer, so I just nod.

" Yeah, can I just have two though?" I didn't want to sound suspicious, but I guess I did. Harry looked at me like I had two heads and walked over to me, placing his hands on my cheeks.

" Are you feeling alright?" He moves his hands around my face, as if he was looking for a hot spot. I hit his hands away.

" Yeah I just only want two. Is that a crime?" Harry looks at me with wide eyes. He laughs and walks back to the stove, taking two pancakes off with a spatula and placing them on a plate. He walks back over to me and hands it to me. I smile and walk over to the couch and sit by Niall.

"So, how did you sleep?" I ask Niall timidly

"Great, I actually had an amazing dream"

"May I ask about what?" I say as I slowly start to eat my pancakes

"That's my secret." Niall says then he winks and walks away.

Wait, what the fuck. Did he dream about me? Why would he just wink at me and leave. Whatever. I'll just finish my pancakes and then figure out what the plan for the day is.

"Boys, come to the kitchen we need to talk about what's happening on this beautiful day." Liam calls out, on queue actually, as if he is reading my thoughts. I get up and make my way to the kitchen, I see Harry starting on lunch already, Louis is sitting at the island staring at him, Liam is standing by the stove and Niall next to him, I guess ill just stay in the doorway.

"So, it's about nine right now, we have a rehearsal at three, then a meet and greet at six right before the show which starts at eight. By my calculations we all have six hours of free time before we have anything to do so I would suggest using it wisely." Liam states, looking at each of us waiting for a nod so he knows we heard what he said.

Everyone then disburses the kitchen, except for Harry of course. I look down at my hands and realize I still have a pancake on my plate. I casually walk over to the garbage and toss it while Harry isn't looking and then I leave the kitchen too. I walk to my bunk and lay down placing my headphones in, I need to distract myself from thinking about throwing up so I'll just sketch, listen to music. I don't know how long I've been drawing for but I just heard a giant bang over my music, I pull my headphones out.

"Bloody hell! Harry stop fucking hitting him!" I hear Liam yell

I get up, stroll in the living room and stop dead in my tracks. Harry is straddling Louis on the ground sending repeated blows to his cheek as Liam is trying to pry Harry off. I look around to see Niall curled up in a ball in the corner, I can tell he's not hurt but he has fear in his eyes, he's the innocent one and doesn't like to see us fight. I walk around the mess and slowly sit down next to Niall

"Ni, let's get out of here, yeah? Liam will solve the boys problems"

Niall didn't say anything he just stood up, grabbed his coat and walked out the door, I wasn't far behind him at all.

(Harry's Pov)

I can't believe I just hurt Louis so bad. Liam had to pry me off of him with all of his might, my adrenaline was just so high. I now am sitting on the couch next to Louis, he has ice on his eyes and his lips bleeding, Liam is sitting on a chair in front of us.

"Where's Niall" Louis finally says

"I think Zayn took him out when Harold was beating the shit out of you, Niall doesn't take fighting well, you both damn know that." Liam stated boldly giving me a dirty look

"It's not my fault he wouldn't stop hitting me" Louis snarled

I just stayed quiet, I wasn't going to apologize, I wasn't going to do anything. Louis really crossed the line this time. I like him, damn it! I can't be mad at him. However, he knows I like him and I didn't want him to, but he can't respect my privacy.

"So, does anyone want to tell me, why you were fist fighting in the middle of the living room." Liam asked irritated

Louis looked at me but right as he opened his mouth, I cut him off

"Because you see Liam, this man Louis here can't fucking mind his own business." I yelled

"Harold, Can you please me more specific." Liam asked, calmly yet assertively.

I glared at Louis, I wanted him to admit to his doings, I wasn't the only bad guy here.

"I found his diary and read it."

"Oh that's not to bad, Harry shouldn't even be keeping secrets, we're his family." Liam said

"Turns out he fancies me." Louis blurted out before I even had a chance to stop him.

I could feel my face turning red and tears swelling in my eyes, I was already embarrassed that Louis knew but now of course he was going to tell everyone else. I could feel Liam's eyes on me, as if he wanted me to tell him it was a lie, that I didn't like Louis. However it was the truth, we sat in silence forever till Liam spoke

"Well, Harry, I'm sad you didn't feel comfortable telling us you were gay, I'll tell Zayn and Niall so you don't have to, don't be ashamed of who you are. As for you Louis, don't be an asshole about it, that's not fair to Harry because you weren't suppose to know and he can't help who he has feelings for." Liam didn't even wait for an answer but instead got up and headed for the back of the bus.

Things are going to be a whole lot different around here now.