Forever & Always - (One Direction, Narry)

Chapter 6: Confessions

I know, I know. It has been a little while. Don't hate me for being a bitch. I actually had this all, but I got uber busy... I mean, not like I have school or anything, but...

This is awkward. Anyway, lovelies, I love you. I am really excited about my new story. The boys and I think it is amazing, right Lou? [x

Louis: Oh yeah! It's fucking brilliant!

Whoa, sir. Watch that mouth. Okay, so, you're probably rolling your eyes and skipping to the story, and I don't blame you. I can be quite annoying, aha.

Harry: You sure can be...

Hey, Styles. Watch it. So, anyway, on with the story, mofos! [x

Niall: HEY! They're MY mofos!

Shutup and eat your food before Louis does.

I have issues, okay? Okay. Now read. [x

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[ Harry's POV ]

Joe took the rest of the day off and joined us at home for brunch, which consisted of lovely finger-sandwhiches and tea. After that, he took Gemma out with some of our friends and have been gone since. Things were kind of awkward around the house because I kept avoiding my mum. But you can't blame me, can you?

Talking to your mum about being gay and liking your bandmate isn't the easiest thing in the world.

I sauntered down the stairwell, awkwardly looking around for my mum as I stepped slowely down. She wasn't here. Or, at least it looks like she's not here from what I could see. I guess I'll call up some mates and go out for the rest of the day.

I finally stepped onto the floor level and glanced around. I know, I know. I already promised my mum I'd tell her everything about the Louis and Niall situation, but I was honestly hoping she'd forget. I really don't want to talk about them anyway. I crept up to the door slpwely. Yes! I made it! I placed my hand silently on the knob and turned it ever so slowely...

"Where are you going?"

Shit. I turned on my heel and locked eyes with my mum. Oh, Jesus. Why now? Why can't things ever go my way? At least once, can I just get away with something? Please?

"Erm... Out."

My mum's eyebrow cocked up, which made her look very terrifying. "With who?"

"Uhh," I stuttered, trying to name a few friends off the top of my head. Obviously I'm not going out with the lads. "Grace and her friends."

"No, you're not," my mum said, walking forward and sitting down on the couch. "We have something to discuss, remember?"

I sighed. "Yeah, I remember."

"Come sit." Her frail palm tapped the cushion on the sofa next to her and her pretty eyes roamed up to meet mine once again. I hesitantly looked back at the door. I wonder if I make a run for it, would she run after me... Wait, what am I thinking? That was a stupid idea...

I let out a deep, long breath, pulled my hand off of the knob, and began pacing towards the couch. Out of anxiety, I shoved my hands into the front pockets of my jeans and sat down beside my mum. We sat in silence for just a little while before she decided to break the silence.

"So, what's going on with Louis?" she asked, resting her cheek on the palm of her hand.

My green eyes darted to the staircase. "Is Gemma home yet?"

"Nope. Go on," mum encouraged.

I sighed and looked down at my fiddling thumbs in my lap. "I like Louis... A lot." She nodded, indicating that she already knew that much. I was somewhat uncomfortable by telling her this, but it was good to get it off my chest.