We Met Online (L.S.) (Completed)

Chapter 21

(June 7th, 2015 10:09 p.m.)

HARRY

Ring ring.

"Hello?" The beautiful voice of Louis rang through my phone.

"Hey Louis." I smiled.

"Harry!" He giggled and I almost fainted. "I haven't talked to you in a while. I'm sorry I've just been so busy."

"It's fine, I was busy too. I've started writing some songs with Niall and Zayn!"

"Really? Can I hear them?"

"Um, well, they aren't finished yet, and I was wondering..." I trailed off.

"Yes?"

"Well, I was wondering if you and Liam wanted to write some with us?"

There was silence on the other end for a moment.

Then...

"LIAM!!!!!!"

I chuckled.

"Oh my god, Harry, we would love that. Maybe when we meet up we can start."

"I'm lonely." I pouted even though he couldn't see me.

"Aw, Harold, what's wrong?"

"It's hard not having you here." I sighed.

"I know. But hey guess what? Liam and I also got tickets to the Shawn Mendes concert!"

I perked up. "Really?"

"I've been dying to see him perform live."

"So has Niall," I laughed. "It's ridiculous. It's all he can talk about! Shawn this, Shawn that..."

I heard Louis laugh on the other side.

"I can't wait to meet him as well. However, there is one thing we need to discuss before we meet."

His voice turned serious.

"Um, sure, what's up?" I asked.

"When we have sex-"

"Louis!" I shrieked interrupting him as he burst out laughing. 

"Wow, you really are innocent, huh?" He chuckled.

I huffed. "I am not innocent, thank you very much. I have had sex many times before, if you must know. And I am a top, and there is nothing you can do to change that."

He sighed. "Why don't we share?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Share?"

"Yeah, sometimes I'll top, sometimes you will."

I groaned. "Yes, fine, but can we stop talking about this? My face is literally on fire right now." 

"Harry?" A voice rang out from behind me. "Who are you talking to?"

I turned around, almost forgetting who was there. My sister Gemma had come to visit me, and I still hadn't told her about Louis yet.

"Um, just a friend."

"Just a friend?" I heard Louis say.

I sighed and put him on speaker. "Gem, this is Louis."

His voice sounded unsure. "Hi? If you don't mind me asking, who are you?"

"I'm Gemma, his sister."

"Oh. Oh! Thank god." Louis laughed breathily on the other side.

Gemma looked confused. "What is he talking about?"

"Well," I spoke nervously. "Gem, there's something I have to tell you."

"Um, do you want me to hang up... or...?"

I shook my head even though he couldn't see me. "No, stay."

I sat down on my bed and Gemma followed suit.

"Um, well, I don't know if you know this, but, um, I'm gay." I spoke bluntly, and she gasped.

"Gay? So, all of those girlfriends you had..."

"Well, some of them were real, when I thought I was straight. But, um, yeah, most of the girls I told you about were actually guys. That's why I was always so hesitant to bring anyone home. And, um, I've actually found someone. And he's a guy."

She nodded, raising her eyebrows. "What's his name?"

"Me!" Louis cried gleefully, and I jumped, almost forgetting that he was there.

"Right." I laughed. "This is Louis, my boyfriend." I smiled.

"Oh, wow." Gemma put a hand over her mouth. "My little brother has a boyfriend!" She squealed and jumped on me, hugging me tightly.

"Gem." I gasped. "Can't... breathe..."

She leant away. "Sorry, I can't help it! My little brother is falling in love!"

I suddenly tensed up. Quickly, before Louis could say anything, I hung up on the call, knowing that I would have to talk about this later.

"How did you know?" I hissed, turning to Gemma. 

She grinned. "I could just see it in your eyes! The way that they sparkled when he was talking, the fondness in them, even though you couldn't see him. It's the same with me and Ryan."

I fell back on the bed. "What if he doesn't feel the same?" I asked her.

She swatted me hard on the head.

"Ow! What was that for?" I exclaimed.

"Of course he feels the same, you duffer! It was so obvious!"

I sat up. "Are you sure?"

She rolled her eyes at me. "Jesus. Harry Edward Styles, I am giving you ten seconds to call that boy back, or else..." She threatened me.

"Fine, fine! Just get out!" I shooed her out of my room.

I picked up my phone and hesitantly called Louis back.

"Harry?"

"Hey again. Sorry for hanging up on you like that."

"No, it's fine. I understand."

We were both silent for a few moments.

"Um, is it true?" he asked in a small voice. "Are you really falling in love with me?"

"I-I think so." My voice was equally soft.

"I don't understand."

I looked up, confused. "What do you not understand Lou?"

"Why are you falling in love with me? I'm not that special, Harry. Why me?"

My heart broke as his voice began to waver.

"Lou, love, please don't cry. You want me to tell you why I'm falling in love with you? How long do you have?" I joked and he let out a light laugh. "I love you because you're funny and cheeky and witty, and you always know exactly what to say to make me laugh. I love your beautiful blue eyes, and your pretty smile, and your soft brown hair. I love how compassionate you are towards the people that you care about. I love how passionate you are about your dreams, and how you would do anything to get where you want to be in life. I even love your sarcasm, because that's just a part of who you are. I love that you are able to be yourself around me. I love that you are open, and vulnerable, and willing to let me help you. I love your small feminine body that you seem to hate so much; your petite frame that I just want to hug and cuddle all day. Your hands are so small, and the way you scrunch your nose when you are thinking is just plain adorable. I could go on and on for hours, but I don't think I need to. All in all, Louis Tomlinson, you are absolutely perfect, and I love you for you." 

There was silence on the other end. Then, a sob.

"Lou? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just... I wasn't expecting that. That means so much to me Harry, you have no idea. I think... I think I'm falling in love with you too."