Larry Love 2 (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Eight

Yeesh it's been forever since I updated I'm so sorry lmao I hope ya enjoy sorry it's so short

Louis' POV

*Many years earlier*

It's been three years since Eleanor and I have been 'dating'. She's my beard, a cover up for me and Harry.

Harry and I have actually broken up when I had to get engaged to Eleanor a year ago. Our wedding is in a week and I really do not want this happening. I have to pretend to love her. Even the boys think I love her.

I crave Harry a lot now. I crave his touch, his kiss, his laugh, his smile, his body. Everything. I've been hiding who I am all because of my job. I'm risking my spot in One Direction. If I do anything with Harry that hints I like him I'm out of the band.

"Hey baby," I say to Eleanor. She smiles and kisses me.

"Hey Lou, have you got your tux yet," she asks me. I nod and she grins.

"Niall invited us to the movies tonight with the boys, wanna go?" She's sitting beside me and I put my hand on her leg.

"Nah, I'm kinda tired. I might go to bed soon," I say, checking the time. Almost midnight.

"Okay."

I don't feel anything when I'm around her, except boredom and hatred. Harry isn't even coming to my wedding. He's supposed to be my best man, considering were 'best friends'. So Liam is now my best man.

I walk upstairs into my bedroom and strip down into my boxers. I feel arms wrap around my waist and a chin on my shoulder. I smile and turn around.

My smile vanishes, my mind led me to think it was Harry.

"I love you," Eleanor says, hugging me tighter. I hug her back, giving her a small squeeze.

"I love you too," I lie.

I crawl into bed and she joins me. Her body is close to mine and I pull her closer, making the space between us gone. I wrap my arms around her and she cuddles into my body.

She's warm, but not Harry warm. Harry was always warm, so when I was cold, he'd cuddle really close to me.

*Wedding Day*

I'm in my tuxedo and my mother smiles at me.

"Look at you, Lou. I'm so proud of you, I love you," she says, smiling.

"I love you too mum," I say. She kisses my cheek and she fixes my tie.

"Eleanor is such a lucky girl. I can't express how happy I am for you Louis. I really can't."

"I know mum. Thank you, and she's not lucky. I'm the lucky one mum, she is truly amazing," I lie through my teeth.

That's all it is Everyday. Lies lies lies.

"Lou! Time to go!" Zayn says and I nod. I take a deep breath. I rush up to the altar and stand hesitant.

"Look good, Louis," Niall says. I smile.

"You look good too Niall," I say back.

The music starts up. Eleanor is dressed in a fluffy white dress and her eyes meet mine. Normally the groom would get butterflies or something but my stomach turned and I feel like I'm going to be sick.

I push that feeling to the back of my mind and try to concentrate.

She reaches me and her father smiles at me.

"Treat her good Tommo, she's my world."

"I will, I promise." I smile back at him.

The minister says a bunch of stuff and we say out vows.

"Does anyone object to this marriage? Say now or forever hold your peace," he announces.

I breathe heavily. I hold Eleanor's hand, ring on her finger and a ring on mine.

"Louis!" A familiar voice says. I look into the audience and he stands alone.

Green eyes are filled with pain. I gasp and our eyes meet. His curly hair falls perfectly on his forehead.

Plaid shirt tucked into his ripped denim jeans. He's wearing cow boy looking boots, definitely not dressed for a wedding

"Harry!"