Maybe I Hate You//L.S.

Best friend

"I was young and it kills me to think that you never taken me serious, but you was my best friend" I avoided his eyes, staring straight ahead "until I felt different for you, different from how I feel for others, I called you out that day to let you know but you never showed up till last month"

"How do you think I should feel about it when you knocked on my door after years looking for Liam, when I've been dying for years" I looked back in his eyes "How should I react when you didn't even talk to me"

"I thought you forgot about me" Louis holds on to my face with his palm, shakily wiped away the string of hair from my forehead "did you really feel something for me?"

"It's not like it matters anyway" I tried to move away from his hold but he keep on firmly, sitting on his knees so he's slightly taller than me "Liam told me about your Eleanor"

"Harry" Louis whispered as he kisses my forehead than my cheeks and another peck on the end of my eye "Harry I've never dated anyone"

I looked at him as if the sun just shines in my bed room. My heart just stopped working right there and then when he embraced me in his chest tightly "Did you really mean it" still hesitate to get my hope up "That you've been thinking of me too?"

"Every breath I take" Louis released me just to allow me to get lost in his blue pair of eyes

I took him on my lap and he snuggled in my chest warmly "I love your long curly hair Hazza" My heart beat thousand miles per hour

He looked up from my chest, biting his lips with a tiny smirk "You're blushing"

"I don't blush" I avoided his eyes, somehow the wall gets so interesting to look at

"My bad" he cheekily rest his hand on my chest "Maybe you should go to the doctor, your heartbeat seems serious too"

"I might have to warn you that I have a disease, which related to my heartbeat and face" I said dryly

"If that so?" Louis sat up straight raising his eyebrows

"I believe so" I hesitantly reach my hand to caress his cheek, afraid if I move hard enough he would disappear

He leaned in to my palm and run his hand over mine "I missed you Harry, you has always been my best friend" He smiled "Can we?"

Best friend

"Whatever you want Louis" I tried to get up to go back to bed, knowing exactly I could never sleep after this, what the fuck did I just have myself in to again

"Louis do you want to move on the bed with me? It's quite big for one anyway" I suggested seeing him trying to settle his torn air bag "I promise I won't touch you"

I don't know why I got myself back in the position again; I know I could never see him as friends. Why did I keep torturing my own emotion?

"That's not what I'm going to worry about" He chuckled and moved on the bed lying next to me "Thanks Haz"

"It's Harry" I corrected him, not wanting to hear that pet name

"Sure" he whispered

I think I could try living with him as a friend leaving all those things that keep my heart warm aside

Why would he even told me he never dated anyone, is that to informed that no one gonna bother if I ever think of liking him too much?

Or perhaps he's not even gay, what the hell was I thinking.