Okay so this is my first real story i really hope you guys like it :)
Louis p.o.v
Harry leaves our room, heading towards the bathroom, half naked. He is mad. Very mad. He says : "I'm going to shower." He closes the door aggressively. Harry has been having a lot of problems at work lately. He soon will be fired if he continues fighting with our boss. It's really sad to see your bestfriend so mad. But hey, Harry is more than a bestfriend to me, I love him. Since we met ( 4 years ago ) I've been falling for him more and more each day. I never thought I'd turn out gay or bi. I would never be gay. I do not fall for men. But Harry is an exception. His curls. His green eyes. His biceps. His chest. His belly. His v-line. His legs. His groin. His feet. His arms. His hands. His fingers. His cheeks. His nose. His lips. His teeth. Everything. Every little things his body has. But hey, not only his body. I like his way of thinking. His maturity. His humorous type. His lame knock knock jokes. And I also have a weak point at his giggles. Oh my God. His giggles are just too cute. His morning voice is just too sexy. His body is just too hot. His eyes are just too nice. I love Harry. Why can't he just see this.
Harry comes out of the shower, the towel tied under his v-line. His hair is wet. His tattoos are so nice, so sexy. so cute. so hot. I smile and say "Well, that was quick, Harry". He doesn't smile or anything, he runs his hand in his hair, while he walks towards his closet. Harry and I share the same room. same bed, but not the same closet. He like his closet clean and tidy. I don't even need a closet, I throw my clothe on the floor, Harry asked a women to clean the house, each Tuesday, while we're gone to work. I ask him "Are you okay, Harold?" He shakes his head no. I say :"Can you at least tell me what happened? I maybe can help..". He looks at me, his eyes already wet. He puts on some shorts, and a sleeveless top, and sits on the couch next to me. He looks in my eyes and says :"Louis, that's it. I'm fired. I have no work, I'll soon have no money, I have just a friend, you. I have no love life. Nobody loves me. Nobody would be gay for me. I have the worst life ever. I just want to start all over. I wish I could die, and live again as myself. I'm sorry Louis. I'm sorry for being me. I suck at being me. I suck at being Harry Styles".
I look at him. I can't believe what Harry said. I scream at him:"Harold, you can't say that! You can't come up to me and say, hey you know what I suck I wanna die. Harry! You can't say this just because you got fired form a shitty work that didn't get you more that 1000$ per month! You can find a lot of other jobs in life Harry! And who said you don't have friends? So what are Niall, Liam and Zayn to you? Walls? Who is Tina and El? Not friends? And Ed? Isn't Ed your boyfriend?" He sobs, and hugs me. He cries on my shoulder for hours, hours, hours, and says:" Thanks, Louis. For being here when I need you. What you said was actually true. I'm sorry I made you scream. I just didn't see how lucky I am, to have all of you guys in my life, and specially, you Louis." I smile. Is it the right time to tell him the truth? Should I tell him that I love him?
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