*Please note that none of this is true. Except the that I tell Louis about my sexuality, which you will read about in the story. I know it may start off as Eleanor and Louis but it's not, I promise(:
I know this shit was, well, shit. But it just came to me and I decided to write it down.
It was a rather warm day in London. I was on break from school and decided to take a trip here. I've always wanted to see the city, and yeah, maybe I was hoping to see any member from One Direction. But One Direction was not the only reason I came to London.
I had decided to take a stroll around the fascinating cite and see some sites, such as the London Eye and Big Ben. Around noon, I walked into MilkShake City to, for obvious reasons, buy myself a milkshake. But, right after I order, guess who walked in. Yes, Louis Tomlinson with his girlfriend Eleanor.
I was shocked and couldn't believe my eyes. 1/5 of 1D was standing right in front of me. Of course he had brought along some screaming fans with him. Oh great, just what I need, a pounding headache.
Louis and Eleanor came to stand behind me in line and that's when I started to freak a little. I tried playing it cool, but I could tell Louis noticed my shaking.
"So I'm guessing you're a fan by the way you can't seem to calm down," Louis stated. I laughed and turned around. "Yeah, I am. I just didn't want to be screaming in your ear. Hi, I'm Haylee."
At this point, Eleanor had went and sat down, knowing a bunch of fans were going to be all over her boyfriend in a matter of minutes. She looked lonely so after I got a hug and picture with Louis and my milkshake, I went and sat with her. I don't really like her much, but that doesn't give me the right to be rude.
"Hi, I'm Haylee," I offered her my hand. She took and and shook it firmly with a little "Eleanor." "I know, haha. So, you must get this a lot, hu? All the girls throwing themselves at your boyfriend." "Yeah, do," she replied. At that moment, her hand brushed against my hand and pulled up my bracelets, showing my bisexual tattoo.
She looked shocked at first. "Oh, are you bi?" was all she asked. "Oh, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound rude," she said after I didn't reply. "Oh no, it's fine. And yeah, I am. Proud bisexual for 5 years now."
"Do you believe in Larry Stylinson?" she asked, out of the blue. The question came as a shock. "Wha-what? No." I stuttered. She could feel my lies though.
"Don't you dare lie to me. Now, do you really thing Louis is dating Harry?" She asked again. I didn't bother lying again. "Yes, I do. I'm sorry... What, why are you asking?"
"Well, I um.. I was just.." Eleanor didn't get to finish, I cut her off..
"IS LARRY REAL?!?" I mean, why else would she ask me that? After thinking to herself, she answers my question. "Yes, Larry is real and I am just a beard. Well, I am the boys best friend, but yeah, Larry is real and very strong." I was frozen, almost in tears.
"What's going on here? Hey, Haylee, are you okay?" Louis came over and noticed my tear-filled eyes. "Yeah, everything is fi-fi.." I couldn't finish, I just ran up to the boy and gave him a huge hug. I saw Eleanor mouth a quick 'sorry but I had to tell her'.
"So, you know? Thanks to big mouth over here," he points to Eleanor. "Haha, well, I guess it was bound to come out sometime, just don't tell anyone yet. Please. Wait, why are you crying?" Louis asked.
"I just, I just look up to you two. I know it must be really hard to love someone only in private. I know the feeling," I show him both my tattoo and the cuts and bruises on my other arm that not even Eleanor saw. "My mom doesn't support my life and the way I live it. It's hard to have a girlfriend, it really is. That's why I look up to you and Harry. You still manage to love each other, even though it's challenging." I could see the tears in Louis' eyes. He turns to Eleanor,
"I think it's time. I want to come out with Harry. Not now, but soon. And as promised, you may break up with me." He turns to me, "And I want you there, Haylee. Here, let me have your cell phone, I'll call you about it later. But I do think we should go. I have something I need to tell Harry."
After exchanging numbers, telling him my twitter because he asked to follow, and gave both a hug, they left. I stood there, Louis' contact open on my phone. A single tear fell on the screen. They were real, and I was the first one to know. Yeah, I think I can hold on.