Stressed, Depressed, & Boy-Band Obsessed [l.s]

~The Truth Hurts~

~Louis~

I sat next to Harry in the circle, and tried to ignore how much he stared at Luke, and Ashton. I mean, doesn't he know they're not dating? I found my mind wandering:

'Why should he care anyways . . .?'

But I know why, Luke was his first boyfriend, after he came out of his closet. So Luke still means a lot to him, just what separated them? My smile grew a bit, that's a good truth to ask one of them. But, all in all, I would be staring if my first boyfriend was here. Yeah, in high school, I dated a boy (bad-boy, I should say...)
His name was Jake Gyllenhaal.

(Haha, just assume he's Louis' age- 22, and has tattoos and is V muscular)

He had the prettiest blue eyes, brown swoopy hair, tattoos, and he had a major, undying passion for acting, like me. Except for the fact that, he became a famous actor, and i'm a famous singer. Sort of different, I suppose. I found my mind drifting off into thoughts about Jake. I'd googled him before, it was, well, let's just say: It was a sexy adventure . . . I mean, have y'all ever seen Jake Gyllenhaal? Mhmm, man candy, I'm tellin' ya- oops. I remembered Harry was next to me and tried to control my thoughts, as well as try and join in the game.

"Cher! I dare ya to kiss wittle Nialler!" Calum stated.

Niall blushed furiously as did Cher, but Cher kissed him for about ten seconds, until Mikey yelled:

"OI! Get a dayum room, you two! Cher, ask someone else now."

The pair separated and Cher eyed me, "Lou, truth or dare?" I tapped my chin, contemplating if I should take a dare or not. "Truth." I finally decided. Cher nodded, "Uh, have you had a boyfriend besides Harry?"

My mouth ran dry a little, but I answered with my earlier thoughts, plus some, "Uh yeah, in High School, we took Drama class together and we both had an undying passion for acting but he became the famous actor while I became the famous singer. But anyways-" I waved my hand, "I was just curious back then, but I broke it off because my parents didn't agree." I fidgeted nervously as Harry eyed me cautiously. "What was his nam-" Cher shook her head at Harry. "That wasn't part of the truth Har." But I smiled, being the kind lad I am, "His name is Jake Gyllenhaal."

Luke grinned a little, and I started wondering what little plan was running through his blonde head.

"Okay," I said, "Harry, truth or dare?" I asked the curly haired boy next to me. He grinned a little, "Dare!" I mentally cursed, but then I just stated:

"I dare you, to tell me what separated you and Luke." I motioned to the blonde haired boy. Luke's smile faltered, and I was keen enough to notice it. Harry's adams apple bobbed up and down as he gulped nervously. Cher looked distraught, she probably knew the story herself. I found my eyes wandering between all three of them.

"Well?"

Harry looked down at his lap and began to speak shakily:

"I glanced up at the clock, Luke was sure to be here soon, afterall our reservations were for 6:15 precisely.

Luke Robert Hemmings was my boyfriend of a year, he was the light of my world. Especially since I had just come out, telling my friends I was, in fact, gay. They ruined my life, making all my other friends hate me and the school revolted against me. No more friends, grades lowered, bullying began. But then I met Luke, he was working at the local Starbucks one day, and we happened to run into each other. Literally. From then on, he was the only thing keeping me from breaking completely, and to add onto the bullying, my parents had both passed away as well, and Gemma, my sister, ran away years ago. Never to be seen again.

The clock ticked, landing at 6:30. My mind whirled a bit, wondering what was wrong... Luke was never one to stand me up or show up late! He was always on time or even early. I chuckled, recalling our first date, he had come an whole hour early because he was so nervous, he forgot the time! I decided it was best to go check up on him.

I grabbed my coat and walked through the brisk holmes chapel' air...

After a fifteen minutes walk, I ended up at Keystone Apartments, #612. I pushed open the slightly ajar door, and froze, shocked in utter despair.

Luke was purely naked thrusting into a blonde, big breasted, bimbo on his lounge couch!

I let our a croak as tears began to stream down my face. He saw me there, and just with a simple sentance he broke me as hard as he could.

"I'm not gay Harry, you were a mistake."

I ran out of his apartment, never to see him again, well hopefully."

Harry growled lowly and stared at the blonde boy across the circle from him, "But here he is."

Luke looked a little guilty and the whole circle quieted down. Harry's eyes began to brim with tears and I reached out my hand to him, but he, h-he slapped it away. I gasped lightly and through his small tears he stated:

"You asked me the question, you wanted me to have the old pain again." My heart dropped a few levels as I tried to reach for him again, he shook his curls and Cher stood up, walking over and holding Harry's hand.

"Let's go home Harry, we'll come back tomorrow." Harry nodded, and within a few seconds they had left.

~Luke~

Oh no no no.

Don't get me wrong here.

I loved Harry; so much to the point of killing myself for him to be the one to survive. I loved him. Past tense, now he loves Louis. I told him that sentence, and set up that fake girl to have fake sex with me. I knew with all my heart he would come to see what had taken me so long, I knew he would see her, and hear my untruthful words.

I was gay, yes. But my parents told me I had to cut off all relations with Harry, because they told me:

"Gay is wrong Luke. We don't need a faggot in our household."

I remember crying so hard after I saw Harry sprint out of my house, I loved the cheeky chap from Cheshire. And now he hated me, despised me. And it was all my parent's fault. I hired that girl because I couldn't stand to break it to him in words. I couldn't, and I wouldn't.

After everyone headed to sleep, I still sat on my truth or dare spot on the floor, my heart aching, my face stained with tears. I croaked out:

"I'm sorry harbear."

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Would any of you mind reading my new zarry AU?

'Clever-Boyfriend'

:) thanks