Reason #27 I Hate Being Famous: I Never Look "Right"
Recap
"Harry I-" I'm about to answer him but I get cut off.
"Harry! You can't just come in here and disrupt our wedding!" Eleanor says, voice raising.
"Actually, he kinda can." I mumble but she hears me.
"Excuse me?"
"I said that he actually can. The priest said-"
"I know what he said. But that's basically a rhetorical question. No one is supposed to actually do this sort of thing!" She gestures to Harry and the boys standing beside him. Harry stays silent.
"El, it's an actual question."
"Why aren't you taking my side? We're going to be married Louis." I don't say anything. "Aren't we?" She says. Everyone in the whole church is staring at me and I open my mouth, no words coming out.
Louis' P.O.V
"Louis?" Harry whispers and I look at him. He stares at me and I give him a small smile before turning to look at Eleanor.
"I can't marry you." I say loud and clear. A few people in the crowd gasp as well as Eleanor.
"What?!" She shrieks. "You- you can't do this!"
"Yes I can El. I've never loved you. And since he basically just did," I point to Harry. "This is me coming out." I turn to the crowd.
"Please pull out your phones ladies and gentleman to get this on tape." I pull Harry up beside me, waiting a moment for the people to comply. Once I see a few I start speaking.
"We are gay. I love Harry more than you can imagine. I know he feels the same." I grab Harry's hand and he gives mine a squeeze to help me continue. "I don't love Eleanor, nor do I want to marry her. I was going to do so to help keep Harry safe from criticism and the hate of being a gay celebrity. But I know now that that was the dumbest thing I could've done." Everyone just stares at me.
"The wedding is off." Harry says loudly and pulls me in for a kiss. When we pull away he smiles. "Sorry for the inconvenience folks. Feel free to post on Facebook and Instagram and Youtube. Anything you wish!" Harry yells out.
"Goodbye Eleanor. I'm sorry it came to this." I tell her. She glares at me.
"You are a bastard Louis. And now you've probably ruined your career." She slaps me across the face. Harry pulls me away and I don't bother to worry about Eleanor. We exit the building hand in hand, the other boys following us. Outside there are paparazzi but we ignore them, getting into the limo that was supposed to be for Eleanor and me.
"I can't believe I just came out of the closet." I say in a quiet voice as Niall, Liam, and Zayn joined us inside.
"We both did." Harry says, pulling me into him. "Louis I missed you so much." His voice breaks a little, a tear streaming down his face. I squeeze him tight.
"I missed you too Harry. Too much to explain. I'm so sorry. I thought I would be protecting you." I tell him, about to start crying too. Suddenly three other bodies are surrounding us.
"Dammit you guys belong together. You need to be together." Niall says, making us laugh at the overly dramatic way he said it.
"We need to celebrate. Where to boys?" Zayn says.
"A bar or something, please." I say. "I'll call Mya and tell her to bring Sophia and Perrie too." Liam taps on the glass and tells the driver where to go before I put the address into my phone. I send it to Mya and she sends me back a smiley face. I smile.
"Louis. We actually did it." I say and he kisses me.
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One year later...
Harry's P.O.V
"Thank you everyone! We love you for coming!" We finish the concert and head off stage. I wrap my arms around a sweaty Louis before giving him a kiss.
"You did great tonight babe."
"You too." He says back. We had just finished the last concert of the tour. We were free to do whatever we want until a band meeting in two weeks. Since we were in L.A. Louis and I decided to spend our two weeks together in the sun.
"That was awesome guys!" Simon comes over to us, and we all give him a hug.
"Simon! We didn't know you were coming!" Niall cheers with a huge smile on his face.
"Just wanted to congratulate you boys on another great tour." He says with a smile. "So you boys do whatever for the next two weeks and then we will meet in London for a mandatory band meeting. Okay?" We all nod and Simon leaves.
"What's everyone doing?" I ask as we walk towards the dressing rooms. We enter the large dressing room for all of us.
"I'm heading to Spain where Sophia and I are going to have a romantic vacation." Liam says, pulling off his sweaty plaid shirt.
"I'm meeting Mya in Hawaii." Niall says with a grin. At mine and Louis' "coming out" party they really connected since she was done worrying about me all the time. They started dating about a month later but I wasn't surprised. I'm happy she was done fretting over me. I still treat her like my little sister and we go out for lunch and what not but she's a lot less up in my grill now. She even met my mum and Robin and my sister Gemma. I told them she's what kept me from spiralling into depression and they immediately accepted her with open arms.
"Perrie is just finishing her own tour so I'm gonna finish the last few legs with her and then we're going to spend some alone time in London." Zayn says as he pulls on some new clothes.
"What about you two?" Niall asks. He's our number one supporter.
"We're going to spend the next two weeks here in L.A. Shop, swim, whatever. Definitely just relax too. We need it." We laugh. I pull on a fresh jumper and some sport shorts. I tie up some runners and slip a bandana over my curls to hold them back. Once I'm done putting on deodordant I look over at Louis and see he's wearing one of my jumpers and some sweats.
"Ready to go? I booked us at the fanciest hotel I can find. We deserve the luxury babe." I tell him. He smiles at me. I grab my phone and he does the same before we say goodbye to the boys and find a taxi outside.
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