The Photo Booth (Nouis Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7 *Stuck On The Puzzle*

The Photo Boothe

*Stuck On The Puzzle*

@@@ Louis POV @@@

I woke up with Niall hand intertwined with mine. We managed to go a whole night with our fingers together? Wow…

I got up on walked down stairs, going towards the kitchen.  As I pulled out the cereal from the cubby I heard a cry. It made me jump at first, but I quickly came to my senses and realized it was Niall. I dropped the cereal box abruptly, causing cheerios to cover a partial of the kitchen floor as I dashed for the room.

I threw open the door to see Niall, looking white as a sheet, staring at the TV. I turned the volume up and watched with him. “And Teen Vogue got inside information from Louis Tomlinson’s old girlfriend Hannah Walker that Louis is in-fact now dating band mate Niall Horan!” The news reporter exclaimed with a fake shock plastered over her wrinkled face. My face dropped instantly. Hannah... outed me. Outed Niall….  How could she do that to me? To us? I looked at Niall who had the same face as me. He looked back at me and it quickly turned to anger. “How could you do that?” He asked, probably expecting it to come out a lot stronger than it did.

“I didn’t do that! Did it say Louis Tomlinson, NO. It said HANNAH WALKER!” I argued back. How could he be mad at me?!? It’s not like I knew Hannah was going to tell anyone! “Well it was pretty damn clear to me and the rest of the boys that Hannah still loves you! What did you think she would do?!” Niall bickered, saying it more matter-of-fact than a question. “I SURE AS HELL DIDN’T NOTICE!” I yelled back, flailing my arms around like a mad man. “YOU THINK IF I DID I WOULD HAVE TOLD HER?!” I asked, my voice getting higher by the second. Niall’s face instantly dropped.

“We’re not going to solve anything by arguing. Look, I’m sorry I blamed you I was just shocked. It wasn’t your fault what so ever.” Niall said, looking deeply into my eyes. I nodded and pulled him into a tight embrace. “I know... I’m sorry for raising my voice.” I whispered in his ear. He nodded and ‘What Makes Your Circus Afro Beautiful’ –A mash up of our song and Circus Afro- started playing; indicating my phone was going off. I pulled away, grabbing my phone; not bothering to check who it was phoning me.

“Ello?” I answered turned away from Niall. “Hello, Louis.” Hannah said coldly, no emotion in her voice. “No. You’re the last person I want to talk to Hannah.” I replied back. “Don’t you get it Lou? I love you. If I can’t have you no one can.” Hannah replied, this time showing anger and sadness in her voice. “Hannah, I told you I was gay when we broke up. I never meant to hurt you but you know I wouldn’t have been happy! It’s not my fault!” I bickered back. “YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU WERE GAY TOMLINSON!” She screamed back, clearly hurt by my words. She was right… I never had told her I was gay. I should’ve, I just never got the guts to say it. “AND TO THINK I COULD HAVE POSSIBLY THOUGHT YOU WERE COMING BACK TO ME! THAT YOU STILL LOVED ME AS MUCH AS I LOVED YOU!” She cried back. I could tell I had upset her.

“Hannah, I’m sorry. I never chose to be gay. But that still didn’t give you the right to go and out me and Niall!” I cried back as I felt a teardrop hit my arm. Niall. His name was so beautiful. It still gave me tingles in my stomach. “You’re really in love with him aren’t you?” She asked back. “Yes. Yeah, I am.” I said back, both of our voices now lowered. “I’m sorry Louis. I can go back to Teen Vogue, tell them it was all made up” I cut her off. “No Hannah. It was bound to come out sometime. This wasn’t exactly the way I planned it but… there’s no point in denying it now.” I said back and with that we said our goodbyes and hung up.