Secrets (l.s)

CHAPTER 6 ~ ANXIETY

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Enjoy!!

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A WEEK LATER

"Haz we need to start packing we leave tomorrow" Louis said while we were watching tv.

Harry tensed up. What if the fans notice he's not happy. What if they notice he cuts, I mean he's going to be wearing long sleeve shirts in 80 degree weather. Of course they would notice, the are like FBI agents. His breath starts to quicken.

He starts to shake. All of the sudden he can't breathe and feels like he's gonna throw up. He tries to focus on the trick his mom taught him.

5 things you're grateful for, 4 things you can touch, 3 things you can hear, 2 things you can taste, and 1 thing you can smell.

He tries but it's not working, "Lou" He says and Louis looks over at him with a worried look.

He grabs for Louis and tries to close his eyes and breathe.

"Haz baby what's wrong?!?"

Harry shakes his head and tries to focus on his breathing.

"Okay Haz, focus on your breathing in for 4 out for 5"

Louis counts for him "In, 1... 2... 3... 4... out, 1... 2... 3... 4... 5..."

He does that a few more times until Harry calms down enough to speak.

"Harry..."

Harry stutters, "I...I have anxiety. This.... it happens all the time" He says looking down.

"Harry why didn't you tell me. I could've helped you bebz"

"I know but it's embarrassing..."

Louis lifts his chin up so he could meet his eyes, "Haz no mental illness is embarrassing no matter what you have it is a part of you and you can't change that. It's not embarrassing"

Harry doesn't say anything he just stares back at Louis while they sit across from each other.

He slowly feels Louis leaning in. Harry leans in also.

Louis puts his hand on Harry's cheek. Harry leans in to put his forehead on Louis' and they stare into each others eyes.

"Louis we shouldn't..." Harry says while staring into Louis' eyes.

Louis strokes Harry's cheek.

"I know. But it feels right..."

Louis leans in and connects his lips with Harry's. The kiss is slow and sweet.

Harry instantly feels butterfly's in his stomach. He has never felt like this when he kissed anyone. Louis' lips were soft and sweet.

They pull back and Louis' eyes go wide, "I... I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry Haz...I..."

Harry looks at the wall behind him as Louis runs up the stairs.

"God what did I do." Harry whispers to himself.

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Harry was in his room when he heard a soft knock on his door.

"Haz can I come in?" Louis asks from the other side.

"Um yeah I guess" He responds.

Louis comes in with his arms crossed and his head hung low.

"Harry we need to talk"

"Yeah we do" He responded.

Louis sat down on the bed opposite of Harry.

"I.. um. I'm not gay" Louis says.