Hiding My True Self- A Larry Fanfic

Chapter 14 : He's Gay?

A/N - Omg, I haven't been on in so long you guys. I wanna apologize for not being able to update properly for you all. I have a lot of stories out now and it gets hectic with updating all of them. Anyways, I hope you love this update. I had it written already, but Wattpad is being such a bitch with deleting my stories right now. Like, you just cant imagine.

Louis' Pov

I woke up to see I had fallen asleep. Currently, I was in the living room watching tv and eating popcorn since I had left the bakery. Well, the televison was watching me. I reached over on the couch to check the time. It was about 7:20. Oh my fucking gosh, Harry was gonna be here soon! Jumping off the couch, I sprinted around the living room picking up my mess.

"Why in such a rush?" Lottie asked as I tried to make my way upstairs to my room.

"I have a friend coming over tonight."

"Oh really, whos the cute guy?" She asked intrigued.

I turned my face away from her so she couldnt see me blushing.

"Nobody, he's just a friend. Now go mind your own business."

"Mum, Louis' boyfreind is coming over tonight!" Lottie yelled towards the kitchen where my mum was.

"Shut it will you? He's not my boyfriend." I said hitting her on the arm.

As she rubbed her arm and tried to get me back for the hit, I ran upstairs to my room to tidy things up a bit. I didnt want Harry thinking I was dirty.

Minutes later, the door bell rung.

I scurried down the steps, going by every two.

"I've got it everyone!" I yelled.

I pushed Lottie back down on the couch before she tried to go get the door before me.

"Hi Harry" I said smiling awkwardly towards him.

"Hey Louis" His dimples were showing so clearly in his flawless cheekbones. Not only that, but his emerald green eyes sparkled with a glare of the moonlight slowly approaching as the nighttime arrived. Gosh, why did Harry have to be so perfect all the time? It made me feel a bit conscious of my own self for a second.

A moment went by between the two of us as he stood in the front door frame. Both of us not saying a word.

"You gonna let me in, or am I just gonna stand here all night?" He said jokingly.

"Oh, sorry about that"

I let him in and told him to follow me.

"Mum, this is Harry" I said while waving my right hand towards Harry.

She stopped cutting the cucumbers she was currently cutting and looked up to see Harry. A smile crepted onto her face.

"So this is the famous Harry I've been hearing about around here. It's nice to finally meet you for once."

"Nice to meet you too Mrs Tomlinson"

"Y'know my son Louis absolutely adores you Harry. He talks about you non stop. It's like he's a machine or something."

I looked at her with my eyes going wide in embarrassment. How could she tell Harry that? I mean I do talk about Harry at home, but I didn't think it was a lot. Apparently to my mum I talked too much about him.

"Well we'll be upstairs if you need us. Lottie's in the living room, so ask her if you really need any help"

I grabbed Harry's hand and led him to the upstairs. I knew if I didn't get him away from my mum she'd be blasting everything about my entire life to him. Finally reaching my room, I wasted no time in telling Harry what I had been waiting to since I had left the bakery.