my angel l.s

chapter #20

louis gets to liam's house as quick as he can, since liam needed urgent help.

as he pulls up in the driveway of his house, he jogs up to the front door, getting the key from under the mat and inserting it in the key hole, letting himself in.

"hey payno! i'm here, what did you need help with?" he looks and spots liam on the couch, staring at his hands in deep thought. louis walks over to him, sitting beside him.

"well, i need to tell you something, okay?" louis nods, "don't judge me either, okay? i just- it's been hard to accept myself and now that i finally have, i wanted to tell you, my best friend."

"and, i just want you to know, yeah? you're my best friend and i love you and all that cheesy shit," louis grins at that,"so, just please don't make fun of me or anything for it, please."

"and-"

"just spit it out, liam. what do you need to tell me?"

"i'm pansexual, alright!" liam told him, letting out a sigh, "that's what i needed to tell you."

louis looked at him, "and?" his eyebrows furrowed.

"what do you mean and?! i just came out to you and all you can say is and?!" louis shakes his head, rubbing liam's back comfortingly.

"i obviously support you, liam. i just don't understand why it's a big deal? we're still going to be friends no matter who you like. i'd never leave you because of that, liam. i love you." liam blushed, a grin showing on his lips. "thanks man." he turned, hugging louis, louis happily accepting it.

"um, louis? why do you smell like bubblegum?" liam pulls away, "and.. why are your lips a bit pink? i know you don't wear makeup."

louis' eyes widen as he quickly thinks of a response, but liam beats him to it. "that was harry's perfume, wasn't it! and harry's lipstick!"

"n-no—"

"you guys kissed! wait no, you definitely made out because if you kissed, the lipstick wouldn't be so visible!" louis blushed, shaking his head.

"shut up, payno. at least i'm actually making lip contact with someone i like." liam rolls his eyes, "oh be quiet, let's rewind to the tenth grade and it took you till the last day of school to ask that boy you liked out, and he declined because he was moving!" louis groaned, shoving him over playfully. 

"and you totally missed your chance to go out with the "hottest" girl in school as well, how does it feel to remember your regrets, liam?" liam looks at him, sighing.

"oh shut your mouth, tomlinson. anyways! spill all the spicy details!" liam tells him, clapping his hands with a big grin on his lips. louis sighs as well, grinning also.

"well, harry and i were listening to music while cuddling on his bed, and like i was going to change the song, and my phone was by the nightstand which was by harry and away from me. i had to reach over, and accidentally i kissed harry." liam squeals, then covers his mouth. louis raises his eyebrow.

"i'm sorry, continue." louis nods, "and like, i was shocked. i didn't mean to kiss him genuinely, i was just trying to get my phone. and after, i pulled away and harry was confused to why i did and he actually wanted to kiss me again. he- he actually did." louis blushed at that, making liam cover his face with a big wide grin hidden underneath.

"then i kissed him again, and we made out until an idiot called liam called me and interrupted our make out session." louis glares at liam, and liam frowns. "i messed up a larry moment, i can't believe this. you guys could've fucked but i messed it up oh my god."

"one, we definitely wouldn't of had sex, and two, it's fine. you wanted to come out and i'm proud that you did. i'm proud of my liam chain." louis smiles at him.

"oh shut the fuck up, louis." louis laughs, "but, what are you guys going to do now? are you guys a thing? dating? friends with benefits? what's the current relationship status bro."

"still friends, i think. he doesn't like me anyways, doubt he'd want to date me-"

"louis, can i ask you a genuine question?" louis nodded as he looked at liam, "ask away."

"did you mistaken your ass for your mouth because you're saying a lot of shit right now." louis' eyebrow raises, becoming puzzled. "it's fucking obvious harry likes you! do you need some glasses to see that because everyone else in the world can! i mean, he looks at you so differently from everyone else, even zayn has told me that, how he acts with you is another story and also let me add in the tiny detail that you guys made out! and he left a mark on your lips as well!" louis wiped his lips.

"louis, stop doubting harry's feelings. he likes you and that's the truth. you need to go tell him that you like him back, before he pulls a jack and deserts your ass." louis sighed, "but, i just want to- i just want to wait. wait until it's the right time, you know? i feel like right now he and i are still kind of figuring out things and such, especially after out first official kiss, so many i should wait another month or two."

"oh, alright. just you need to do it soon, before he goes and gets swooned by dylan o'brien or something." louis cringes, "ew, that teen wolf guy."

"eh, he's kinda cute."

"eh, you kinda have a bad type." liam rolls his eyes, "let's play fifa before i kick your ass for talking shit about him." louis gets up, tossing him a controller and turning on the game console.

"well, i wouldn't have anything to talk about if you thought people who were actually cute, were cute. you think an actor from teen wolf is cute, whereas-"

"whereas you think harry is cute. now shut your skinny-lipped mouth and turn on the game." louis shakes his head with a sigh slipping past his lips, putting in the disk and sitting back on the couch.