I Want (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 20

  Louis P.O.V 

Harry and I walked out of the diner and proceded to walk to Harrys car. I felt something vibrate in my pocket , what the hell? I reached in to my pocket and grabbed my phone. Oh, so that's what had been vibrating. Well I feel dumb. 

 I looked at the caller ID and it said 'private'. I press talked since i'm just a curious critter. 

 "Louis Tomlinson?" A women on the other line asked. 

"Yes?" 

"Hello! I'm Sarah Adams from news 7, is it true that you are dating one of your band mates, Harry Styles?" Her voice was extremly loud and annoying but that's not what bothered me. How would I respond? Did Harry want the world to know. 

 I looked at Harry but Harry was lost in his own world. 

"Hello?" The lady,Sarah, called out. One word could change everything. I could say no, but that would mean I was practically denying Harry and Harry didn't deserve that. I could say yes but then I know we'd get tons of hate and Harry didn't deserve that either. 

" Could you call back later? Nows not a good time." I lied, I didn't have the answer yet. Well I did since I'm obviously am dating Harry but I need Harry to confirm that he wants to tell the world. 

I don't want to make any wrong decisions and ruin everything with Harry. I can't . 

"Okay! Sure." Sarah said as I hung up. Honestly I hate those kind of people. You know the kind of people who live by getting dirt on celeberties and ruining their lives. Paparazzis can go to hell. 

We drove in silence, but it was comfortable. I would wait in till we were home by ourselves to talk to Harry. This was a provate and important conversation and I didn't want anyone that wasn't suppose to hear to listen. 

Being a celebirty means being very careful with what you say. People always tend to switch the words and makes what you said something different. 

 We finally arrived at home and I was actually getting nervous, which was stupid since Harry is my best friend and boy friend now. 

"Harry can we talk?" 

"Sure. What's up?" Harry asked, taking a seat on the sofa. 

"Well, after we left the diner  I got a call." 

"Okay..." Harry said, not understanding. 

"Well, she told me she was from the news." 

"The news? What did she want?" Harry said leaning closer, so that his elbows were proped on his knees. 

"She wanted to know if we were dating." 

"Well what did you say?" 

"I told her to call back, that now wasn't a good time." 

Harry stayed silent for a minute. "Why didn't you tell her?" 

"You wanted me too?" I asked. 

"Louis." Harry said grabbing my hand. " I don't want to hid pur relationship. I want everyone to see how lucky I am to have you. " 

Harry seriously was amazing. I always dreamed of having the perfect girlfriend, how ironic that I ended up liking boys, well liking Harry. Harry was perfect in everyway. 

Perfect in looks. 

Perfect in personallity. 

And now he even was the perfect boyfriend. 

"Are you sure? You do know there are a lot of anti-gay people right?" I asked, I just wasn't convinced that he'd be okay. People can be harsh. 

" I'd either be unhappy because I'm hiding my relationship with you, or be unhappy that people are calling me dumb names. I'd rather have them call me names, Lou. We can handle them We can anything,as long as were together."