Harry's POV
Have you ever been in love?
Where you can never depart from your soulmate no matter how bad a situation is? No matter how many dirty looks people give you? No matter how many cruel remarks or comments people say about you because they believe what you have isn't right?
Well, that's what I have.
I'm in love.
Yeah, 'in love'. People usually think of love as a man and women kiss on a secluded beach while the sun sets.
That's not my love.
I'm in love with a boy. Louis. A sassy blue eyed boy whole stole my heart since we locked eyes. He's my boo bear, I'm his Hazza.
Weird? Nope, not it my mind it isn't. Is it wrong that I'm gay? Nope. Does it look wrong? Nope. Do people judge me? Of course they do.
Without judgmental people in this world that critic every single living thing you do then there wouldn't be some of the amazing stars we have today but that's way past my story.
We're in the same band. One Direction. Yeah, we're famous but I don't know how much of the fame I can take.
Management makes Louis & I look straight in public. But behind the scenes, we're always next to each other. Giving little hints here & there to our fans. Most of them already know. Well, they think they know. It's not actually official yet.
I love this fandom & hiding this from them & the world hurts mine & Louis' hearts. There are times where I'll be in my hotel room & Louis comes in with tears streaming down his precious cheeks from all the bullshit that's happened from not revealing 'Larry Stylinson'. I hate to see my Lou cry. It breaks my heart every time.
Management just kills us. We plaster a fake smile on our face in public but when we're alone, away from the paparazzi, we're worn out, about to just die of the stress. Can't believe this but I even started to cut. Few of the fans noticed.
Management? Not yet, thank God. Do I care if they see? Not really. They turned me this way, they get to suffer the way I do.
I just wish, just wish there was a way to tell everyone that 'Larry' is real. But they all believe Louis' dating Eleanor. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the girl like a friend but it still hurts me to see Louis having to act like he's in love with someone he just calls a friend.
If only the world knew what we really were.
Louis' POV
I walked into Harry's hotel room. No sign of him anywhere. Usually he'd be on the couch watching TV or just waving hi to fans outside on the balcony.
I roamed throughout the suite until I could hear quiet sobs coming from Harry's room. I slowly opened the door a crack to see Harry with tears streaming down his beautiful face, a glass mirror shattered into hundreds of pieces right in front of him, as he kneeled on the ground, his knuckles painted red with blood.
I ran over to him, wrapping my arm behind his back, placing my hand on his shoulder, "Haz? What's wrong?"
He furiously shook his head, his curls shaking left to right, "I can't do this Lou. I just can't anymore."
I gently wiped a tear from his cheek & said, "On Harry, don't worry. Sometime we will be able to let the world know."
"Louis, sometimes isn't coming soon enough."
I ran my hand up & down his back, "Harry, we can't-"
"I know we can't! But they can't stop us, it's our words coming out of our mouths! We need to say it! We need to Lou, we need to."
