In Front of Them (L.S.)

Chapter 12

A/N: this chapter is dedicated to @SamanthaLynn_23 Happy Birthday!!!

**Louis' POV**
    "Louis, we need to fix your hair, your show starts in 10 minutes"
    Why would I give a shit what my hair looks like? We fixed it up for the interview 4 hours ago and I haven't done anything to mess it up so it honestly doesn't matter at all. And it's not like I've got anyone to impress.
    Harry walked out of his dressing room this morning after he told me he didn't know if he could do this. He's giving up. 6 years and he's giving up.
    I kind of get it though. Harry came out as gay when he was 14. All his friends and family knew and they didn't care. But then he met me, and he's been lying to everyone ever since.
    I didn't know I was gay until I met him. Well, I guess I did but I was lying to myself about it. And then I forced the love of my life to lie to everyone for me because I thought I was protecting us. He hasn't talked to me since this morning.
    "I don't fucking care anymore," I snap at my stylist, stunning her slightly.
     Outside I here a door open from one of the guys' dressing rooms. I stand up immediately, it must be Harry, everyone else is already out. I swing the door open. Zayn stands across from me, closing the door across the hall. He sees the hope in my eyes and his turn dark.
    "Hey mate, for got my gear," he says solemnly, holding up his mic and bandana. He comes and gives me a pat on my shoulder. "He'll come around."
    I give him a half hearted smile and nod. I hope.
    A door closes behind me and I hear the familiar click of boots. Harry.
     I turn around quickly and see him. This time my smile is real. He looks amazing. His hair is up in a bun and he's wearing skinnies, his regular boots, and.. is that? He's wearing my shirt. It's slightly tight on him, making his muscles stand out. He's looking at his phone and nearly runs me over.
    "Hi," I say as he finally looks at me. His eyes are full of sorrow. I need him to be happy again.
    "I notice you're wearing my shirt. Looks good. It'd look better on my floor though," I joke with the first cheesy chat up line I can think of.
    I swear I almost see him smile before it's replaced with a frown.
    "Maybe I should change.." he mumbles. His voice low with a grumble.
    "No!" I stop him by grabbing his arm, turning him back to facing me. "Can we talk?" He lifts his eyes to mine again.
   "Boys, get out there! The show is starting!" I hear but I don't care enough to see who is saying it. I just care about him.
   Harry looks past me and shrugs me off, walking to the stage. I drop my head, following behind him.
   I have to get him to talk to me. I don't know how but I need to. I need him. I can't be without him. I think about what happened this morning and a thought comes to my brain. He never broke up with me. He said he didn't know how to do this but he never said it was over. A smile spreads across my face. I have an idea.
   "Hello everyone!" I smile as I wave to the crowd. I see the guys shoot me weird looks. Usually Harry starts, but I have to catch him off guard. He looks at me as if to give me the okay to continue.
   "So tonight," I start again. "I'm taking over. The boys over here need a bit of a plot twist in their lives. You see, we have a set list of songs, and which order we sing them in. Not tonight! Tonight is my night. I'll decide the songs. We'll have tunes that come from each album. But tonight, we're going to start with 18!"
   I smile at Harry. He shakes his head and rolls his eyes at me, as though he knows how bad of an idea this is, but he's curious to see where I'm going with this. I wink.
    I spend the entire night forcing the guys to sing all of the songs that personally relate to Harry and I's relationship.
   We got back stage after the show and I immediately pulled him into my dressing room
    "Lou-"
     I cut him off by kissing him. I kissed him with everything I had. A movie star kiss. One they talk about for years. This had to be that kiss, it was part of my plan.
     "I'm far from perfect. I don't even know why you've stayed with me for so long.  But I love you. I don't know when I'll be ready to tell the world but for now I'm okay with just you knowing, because you are my world," he rolls his eyes at this and I smile because I know it was cheesy but it's true. "I can't loose you Harry. Please."
     I slowly brush a hair behind his ear and kiss him once more. I feel him take in air. His hand lays on my cheek.
    "I need to think."
    He kisses me once more, and again he was gone. He didn't ride back with me. And that night he stayed in his room.