Louis snorted ‘Why don’t they get it?! We re living our dream. And they won’t stop saying that LARRY is real! I mean … Look at us. We’re best friends, but can’t they see we’re NOT in Love? Eleanor and me we…’ he stopped for a short moment as his feels turned a bit strange in the thinking of el. ’ Honestly i dont know what makes them believe in this so bad. It’s just bullshit. Right Harry?’ he turned around, looking at his mate. Harry sat in a chair in the Other end of the room and read in a Magazine. He looked absent. A bit sad too but Louis thought it was just imagination. ‘haz… Answer meeeee!’ he whined like a small child. Harry looked up to him. Louis smile was frozen now. Harrys eyes, so green, so beautiful, so full of emotions. Then Harrys mouth turned into a little smile which was more sad than happy. After a few moments the smile left and louis’ too. The room was full of the strange feeling that Harry brought. ‘Haz. What’s the matter with you?’ Louis asked carefully. Harry lowered his head. ‘no it’s just…’ he tried to find the right words it seemed… Then he gave up closed his eyes before Looking directly in Louis’ eyes. Louis can’t help. He couldn’t say a word and he couldn’t move. Harry took a deep breath before start speaking, constantly looking at Louis. ‘I’m so sorry Lou.’
Louis wondered. He frowned. ‘what do you mean Harry?’ Harry looked away from Lou an shook his head. ‘Because its all my fault… You know.. The Larry Thing…’ Louis looked at him doubtfully. ‘what the hell. No its Not your fault. Why should it be!?’ Haz throw away his Magazine. Moments of silence, Harry closed his eyes. ‘Because it was me who looked at you like a boy who fell in love, ist was me who said things that the fans could missunderstand, i looked at you that often…. In Interviews, on stage… Because i thought you felt the same… because i thought You…. But…’
Louis was shocked for a moment. When he calmed himself a bit he jumpend up ran to his mate and shook him. ‘what are you talking about!?’ he screamed Harry looked at him a bit shocked. Louis let him go and moved slowly away from him. ‘You…. You’re joking. You often look to other people like you felt in love with them… I know you. W-We’re Friends’ Louis couldn’t believe his own words in that moment. ‘Louis.’ Harry looked at his friend very seriously. He wanted him to understand. ‘Have you ever seen the Gifs an Pics And Videos full of these moments between us? And have you ever compared it with the way how i looked at for example Taylor Swift with the way i always look at you? Have you?’ Another moment of silence. Louis was so confused. He remembered he once saw the fanart Pics and Gifs and even a Video. Yes he had realised the way his best friend looked at him and he also saw the way he looked at Harry. After that he tried to ignore these things so he would forget it. But every photograpy he looked at from el nd him, he always was paying attention to his facial expressions. And sometimes he felt very Bad. His smile was not as happy as when he was with Harry… His eyes where not that full of love when he’s with Haz… And his moves were not as caring and gently as with Harry.
Lou what the hell is wrong with you, he thought to himself. Harry was constanly looking at Louis again and he seemed exactly to know about the chaos in Louis’ head. Was it that obvious? Louis was always good at hiding. He never really showed his thoughts. Unlike Harry who was terrible at lying. ‘Louis i’m so sorry.’ he repeated. ‘Because of me you have to read the hate against you and El and all the other things… I don’t want you to be angry with the fans.. You can hate me Louis.’ Harrys face changed completely. He looked so desperate. It was heartbreaking. ‘You can hate me because I love you’ he whispered. And a tear rolled Slowly over his Cheek. Harry turned away from Louis so he couldn’t see him crying. Louis turned around trying very hard not to cry too. He could never see Harry cry. He want to see his beautiful smile again. But at that moment he couldn’t find the right words to say.
'Damn Harry Styles.' he whispered. Louis feelings obercame him. He couldn't stand it. 'what are you doing with me…' He never ever had such strong feelings for Eleanor. Why was his heart beating so hard… Why he wanted to take Harry in his arms and hold him firmly…
'I don't hate you.' he said powerless. He sagged. He heard that Harry moved. Louis didn't react. He just was standing there. But then he felt a gently touch. Harry put his arms around Louis and hugged him.
Louis thought he was burning. He automatically turned around. Harry was so near. He felt his warm breath on his face and harrys warm body everywhere. And then…
… Then he felt Harrys warm Lips. First on his forehead.
Then they finally kissed. It was so full of emotion so full of love that Louis couldn’t breath and his heart seemed to Jump out of his chest. This was in the end the best kiss he’d ever got. ‘i had to do it Louis. Sorry’ Harry said breathless. Louis was not able to speak. He played with Harrys curls before he answered, as he pressed his lips to Harrys.
