*Harrys view*
And you'll never treat yourself right darlin' but I want you to
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I - "You sing" - love you, oh
I've just let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you
Oh it's you
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with Lou
And all his little things
Fuck
This wasn't supposed to happen. Did he really just say this? Harry turns around and looks into Louis' face. He's smirking and shaking his head. Yes he obviously said it.
He sings this version whenever they're alone but it was their, Hazza and Lou's version and no one else was ever supposed to listen to it.
The fans don't know their secret. And Harry didn't wanted to tell them like this and not now.
He, Harold Edward Styles, is gay.
And he is married to his husband, Louis Tomlinson. They have been together since more than three years but his manager Simon Cowell told them not to make it public "because of all the hate they'll go through".
Both of them know that this isn't why Simon won't allow them to be a public couple. He is just homophobic.
Simon always looked kind of disgusted by seeing Harry and Louis as a pair but they don't care.
And if they'll say anything about them being a couple, they will get kicked out of the contract.
"Harry, pay attention!" Liam kicks him with his elbow and shows him to concentrate on the show.
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Fanfiction!TW! Harry thought it would be easy. He thought love is unconditionally. At this point Harry was wrong. He had to bear the risk for the love of his life. But sometimes, trying to protect is not enough.
