Finding My Direction Boyxboy (Larry Stylinson) ON HOLD

Chapter 1

Hey this is Nikki writing right now, I will be writing Harry, Zayn and Liams Povs and Kitty will be writing Louis and Nialls Pov. Hope you enjoy this story :)

Harrys POV:

I can't belive I'm going to tell Zayn that I'm gay. 'Why aren't you telling Louis he is you best freind' you may ask. Well you see thats the problem Im in love with Louis, I have been ever since we were all joined as a band. The way his eyes locked on to mine when we talked and how beautifull his voice was when he sang, it was a shame he didn't get as much solo's as me and Liam. Whenever he touches me it sends a spark throughout my body and butterflies erupt in my stomach, when he kisses me on the cheeck I wonder what those lips would feel like against my own. And His looks oh god his looks!!! He had the most perfect boyish look about him and when the stuble grew out on his chin a little he looked so dam cute! But its not all looks no not at all. I love how he is always the one to make you laugh and break the akward silence, how he is always there for you when your down and he is ready to pick you up again. Yah I've fallen hard but I can't controll how much I love him I need to tell someone, and that someone right now is Zayn.

"Zayn can I talk to you privately in my room please" I asked shyly.

"Yah sure buddy" He exclaimed popping up from the couch.

We walked upstairs to my room and I have never felt so bloody scared in my entire life. Even though I knew he would accept me for who I am, I never took Zayn to be the homophobic type. We sat down on the bed and I started to feel my lungs caving in, my breathing became heavy as I tried to catch a breath. Why am I so nervous.

'Um Zayn I h-have to t-tell you s-something" I stuttered

"Of course anyhting mate" He said placing his hand on my knee.

"W-well Im g-gay, and I l-like Louis" I said looking nervously at the floor.

"What?" he asked harshly ripping his hand away from my knee.

"Im gay" I said looking up at his face to see an agry expression plastered on it.

"How can you be gay!" He shouted "Its sick and wrong and unatural Harry!! Its a sin! Do you even think about Louis it will ruin your friendship he be appualed by you we will avoid you! Which he should!! If I found out a gay dude likes me I would head for the hills!!!! Its just gross thats not normal your a fag!"

I sat there with tears rolling down my face trying to hold in my sobs. Did he really mean that did he really think that I was a fag?

"Fag?" I wispered quielty.

"Yes Harry fag!! Its what you call a gay douche bag like yourself!" He screamed one last time storming out of the room.

Did he really think that ? Is that what every one thinks? I thought he would accept me be proud of me for being brave.. But I supose he was right I was just a fag a douchebag some freak of nature. I lied down sobbing into the pillow as I let his words sink into my skin, engraving thimselfs in me forever.

Zayns POV:

How could he be like that!? How could he be gay?! It is just wrong. Although I do feel bad about yelling at him like that, he cant controll it. But I just hate those type of people, he should be glad I didn't puch him. I trutted down the stairs agrily still at Harry.

"Hey Zayn why the glum look?" Niall asked.

"Harry is-" But I stopped before I could finish my sentence.

An amazing idea just popped into my head. Im going to fix Harry! This will solve everything, Harry wont be sad, I wont be disgusted when I see him and everything can stay the same. Harry probably hasn't developed deep feeling for Loui but if he did this will make things 20 times harder but I have to try. To make sure Harry won't be some freak.

"He's not feeling well" I finished.

Niall gave me a nod and faced his attention to the tellie. This idea might be crazy but if it doesn't work then I have a feeling horrible things will happen to this band.

Louis' P.O.V (hey guys, Kitty here. :P)

What was up with Zayn? I watched as he stormed out the door not even noticing me and Liam in the kitchen entrance watching him.. He almost seemed mad that Hazza was ill.. What the hell? Harry was fine this morning... How could he just all of a sudden be sick? Perhaps I should go see him.

"Liam, I'm going to see if Harry needs anything.. Okay?"

"Go ahead. Let me know if he's hungry. Since- well.. um yeah." Since you can't cook to save your life. He didn't say it but he might as well have. I turned and headed out of the kitchen and bounced up the steps that lead to our rooms. I stood in front of my Hazza's door and debated whether or not to knock.

He could be asleep...

He might not be..

But do you really want to risk waking him up?

Aw screw it. I thought as i turned the knob. i opened the door to see my Hazza turned away from the door facing the wall so I couldn't see his face.

"Hazza? Are you feeeling alright? Zayn said you were ill." I asked cautiously approaching the side of the bed though I remained standing. He nodded but didn't move a muscle.

"Would you like something to eat or drink? Tea perhaps?" I asked as tea was really the only decent thing I could make though it required no effort. Once again, he only nodded and didn't breathe a word. Why didn't he speak to me. His throat was probably just sore. Though i couldn't help but feel it was something else.

Don't worry about it Louis. if he wants to tell you he will. Simple as that.

Oh, how I hated secrets.

Niall's P.O.V

What was up with Zayn?? I was willing to bet that Harry wasn't even sick... Oh well, this popcorn was too good for me to care. If things got to serious I suppose i could step in... That is, unless we have dill pickle seasoning.

I got up from the couch and brought the bowl of popcorn with me to the closest place to heaven you'll find.. A.K.A the kitchen. I strutted in like I owned the place (even though technically I was in Lou and Harry's flat) and was met with a zoned out Liam leaning against the counter. He was too deep in his own thoughts to notice me though.

I shufffled around him and to the spice cupboard. I opened it to be dissappointed. OH! But we did have ranch seasoning! YUMMY. I took out the spice bottle and shook some (way more than was healthy for me) into the bowl. When i lifted my gaze from the beautiful creation I saw Zayn walking in a rather scary determined way towards the woods that helped conceal the house. I guess that one incident with the fans must have scared management pretty bad. I shuddered at the thought.

Zayn was really scaring me as of late. I put the bowl down on the counter and whispered a 'goodbye love' to the tasty treat. I pulled on my jumper and went out the door to follow the raven haired boy.

I tiptoed out into the cold crisp evening and started after my best friend... I miss the popcorn already.

HEY GUYS!!!! KITTY/SCARYPUFFLE HERE. So, that is Chapter 1 of FMD!!! YAYA PLAYA! Sorry, just had a nap so I have WAY more energy than I usually do. Haha! So, what is up with Zayn??? Betcha didn't see that coming huh? I was talking to Nikki while she wrote that and we were both sobbing over poor Harry. We hate ourselves for it but it had to heppen. :'(

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Also, check out our individual stories:

Clues (One Direction Fanfic) by me. :) AKA scarypuffle

And

A Love triangle A One Direction Love story by Nikki AKA madlyinlove!!!!!

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