Did you mean it? (Larry Stylinson)

chapter 5

Liam's POV:

 I sighed, letting my head fall back against the window on the tour bus. I looked around at my four band members and best friends. No one had said a single word so far and we've been on the road for over an hour. They were all doing who knows what on their cell phones. This was how pretty much every car ride has been for the past two weeks.

 “Okay, that's it. We're having a 1D meeting as soon as we get to the hotel.” I said, using my 'Daddy Direction' voice. I don't remember how long it has been since we've called a 1D meeting, but it's definitely needed right now.

 “Why?” Louis and Niall asked at the same time.

 I rolled my eyes and sighed again. “Because Niall, you and Zayn haven't talked to each other in two weeks. Ever since the day of that interview you two have been completely avoiding each other. Plus you two have been avoiding me as well.” I stopped talking for a second and watched the two guys. They looked at each other, then Niall's cheeks turned red and they looked down, suddenly seeming to find their shoes very interesting.

 Then I turned my attention to Louis and Harry. Louis's mouth was open like he was about to say something but I held a hand up to stop him. “Lou, you and Harry have talked, but everyone can see that your relationship has changed a lot. That it has been really strained and awkward the past two weeks. Even the fans have noticed it and want to know what happened that day. We all know that isn't good, they've probably put the scheduled interview and change in your relationships together, and they're probably in the process of hacking into the station's computers to try and find something as we speak.”

 That received a chuckle from all of the guys. We all know how crazy our fans were and how good they were at finding things. I didn't want to know what would happen if any of them actually managed to find something.

 “Okay, I admit that you have good points, but why call a meeting to settle this stuff? We can work our relationships out ourselves.” Lou said.

 “I would, if it was just effecting you guys, but its effecting our performances as well. Plus, it's been two weeks. Face it, if you guys were going to actually settle whatever is going on between you, you probably would have done it already.” I said, looking at him.

 He seemed to think about it for a few seconds before nodding and turning back to his phone. I sighed for the third time and closed my eyes. This was going to be a very long ride.

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 Louis's POV:

 I nodded in agreement to Liam's statement. He was right. Mine and Harry's relationship had changed, and I didn't really like it all that much. I don't think that it was actually the kiss that caused the change, but the fact that Harry lied and wouldn't tell me why he did it.

 I didn't even want to think about that day and that kiss. I'm so confused by it. I was straight, so why did I kiss my best friend after he kissed me? More importantly, why did I like it? The thought of kissing a guy, of kissing Harry, disgusted me. So I don't get why I liked it when I actually did it.

 I shook my head and focused on my phone when it vibrated. My screen notified me of a new text message. I looked at it with a confused expression on my face when I read who it was from. Why was Harry texting me when I was sitting about a foot away from him?

 Curious, I opened the message. Li's right, we do need to talk. I looked up at Harry, who was watching me. I nodded and looked back down at my phone before pressing the reply button.

 Yeah I know, I just don't really want the rest of the guys with us when we do. I pressed the send button and waited for a reply.

 Me either but I don't think Li's going to take no for an answer. Do you wanna talk now?

 We're on a tour bus Haz, there isn't really any place we can go to talk without them hearing us.

 We could go back to where the bunks are. Or we could just talk through texts.

 I guess we can go back there. I pressed send and then cleared my throat to get the other guys attention. “I'm really tired, so I think that I'm going to go take a nap.” I said before getting up.

 “Yeah, me too.” Harry said behind me.

 I walked into the small room at the back of the bus and sat down on one of the bunk beds. I looked up when Harry walked in and sat beside me.”Tell me something Haz. Why did you lie to me? That day, when I asked you why you kissed me.” I asked.

“Honestly? I was afraid to tell you the truth because I was afraid of how you would react.” He said, looking down at his hands.

I felt hurt. Why would he be afraid to tell me anything? “Haz you know that you can tell me anything.” Harry shook his head. I put my arm around him, trying not to let the hurt sow on my face or in my voice. “Why are you afraid of how I would react? How do you think that I would react to whatever it is that you don't want to tell me?” I asked.

 “I don't know. That you'd hate me and treat me differently than you do now?” He said.

 “Haz, you're my best friend. It would take a lot to make me hate you, if its even possible. I promise I won't treat you any differently than I do right now. Just tell me please?”

 “I'm sorry Lou, but I can't right now. I'm just not ready. I promise that I will tell you as soon as I am ready. Please understand. I hate keeping things from you, but I really can't tell you right now.” He looked up at me pleadingly. I noticed that tears were forming in his eyes and a few of them fell down his cheek. I couldn't help but wipe them away.

 "Okay, I understand. I'll be here for you whenever you're ready to tell me. Just please stop crying.” I said. I hated it when Harry cried.

Harry nodded and tried to stop crying. He smiled at me. “Thanks Lou. I'm really sorry.”

I smiled back at Harry and pulled him into a hug. After we hugged, I pulled away from him. “Is this the only thing you're hiding from me?” I asked. Harry nodded and I smiled again. “I guess one secret isn't that bad.” I said.

We sat there for a few seconds before I pushed him up. “I didn't just say that I was tired so I could talk to you, I am really tired. So get your own bed Styles.” I said, laying down.

Harry chuckled slightly before moving over to the bunk across from mine. I watched him as he laid down and pulled his phone out again. My mind was racing. He didn't like me did he? That would make sense. It would explain why he kissed me and then didn't want to tell me why. He knew that I was straight. I pushed the thought away. That was just to weird to think of. Harry couldn't like me, we were best friends and that was it.

I sighed lightly and closed my eyes, drifting off into a light sleep. I had barely slept last night, so I was exhausted.

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A/N: This chapter gave me the most trouble so far and i don't know what I think about it. I'm so sorry that it took me so long to write it. I promise that I will try my best to get the next chapter up mchh sooner next time.

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