Fools Gold [l.s]

six

There's a war between my head and my heart
And I don't know which side to take
You made your home inside the dowry on my head
You know my heart was yours to break

-War by Kodaline

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A week had gone by, and nothing really changed. Except for the fact that I had grown some balls and was now standing in front of Louis' house, preparing my speech and how I would confess my feelings for him. I was not prepared, that's the thing, but I have to get it out of my system, pray to God that he returns the feelings, even though it's impossible. But hey, a man can dream.

Taking a deep breath, I raised my fist and knocked on the door twice, before stuffing my hands in the pocket of my jacket. My hands were shaky and my heart was beating so fast. I have never been this nervous before, not even when I presented or talked in front of the whole class back then, and not when I came out to my loved ones. I hope this goes quiet well.

Startling me from my deep thoughts, the door burst open, revealing Louis who was wearing nothing but his boxers and shirt. I gulped down and felt my cheeks redden, trying not to glance down.

"Hey, H. What brings you here?" Louis asked, letting me in. I smiled nervously at him, taking a sit on the L shaped couch.

"I need to tell you something." I stuttered, feeling Louis' gaze on me.

"Yeah, I guess so." Louis said, also plopping down beside me. I tried to smile at him but it came out as a grimace.

"Promise you won't be mad?"

Louis furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Did you kill someone? Are you asking me to help you hide the body? I mean tha--"

"I'm in love with you." I cut him off, unable to contain it any further. His expression was unreadable. But a flash of guilt appeared on his face.

"What?" He whispered, still in shock.

I bit my lip, as tears threaten to fall from my eyes. I wanted to get out of here. It was a mistake coming here and confessing. Now, I ruined our friendship and he'll never talk to me again. He's gonna hate me, fuck.

"I'm sorry, Harry, but I don't love you in that kind of way," Louis said, his face and voice void of emotion. "Now, you know the way out. I need some...space."

I nodded, as tears began to fall, "I hope we can still be friends. Don't let this change us, please, Lou."

When he didn't respond, I dashed out from his house, nearly stumbling when I bumped with his girlfriend.

I looked at her with no hate or dislike. It wasn't her fault that Louis doesn't love me, so I'm not really blaming her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, suspiciousness in her tone. Her hands were full with shopping bags, car keys in her pocket. She was wearing a huge sweater, not Louis' of course, since Louis was so small.

"I-- uhm," I tried to explain, but no words can express how I feel right now. So I told her,

"Make sure to love him. Be careful when you hold him, you're holding my world--better yet, my universe. Make him feel special, and loved, for he doesn't deserve to be treated unfairly. Treat him right. You're the one he loves, and I'm okay with that. I hope you guys have a happy life." And with that, I ran and ran, my legs burning but I never stopped. It began to rain, but I did not care, and continued to run with no destination at all.

Was my love not enough?

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