I Cannot Hide This Even Though I Try ~ A COMPLETED One Direction Fanfic

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I frown at my boyfriend and turn away, pouting dramatically. I pretend to ignore Harry as he begs for me to forgive him for a minute or two, but then I just roll my eyes and hug him. This, of course, is a very awkward hug because we’re both still sitting down. Harry just plasters a cheeky grin on his face as if to boast about being right, but I fix that by poking one of his dimples.

“Go away,” the curly-haired lad whines, swatting at my hand.

“Pfft, you love me,” I tease, poking him again.

“We’ll see,” Harry quips, winking at me.

I feel my cheeks starting to heat up slightly, so I take a sip of my water. You’re so confusing…

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Later that night, I’m scrolling through Twitter when I see one of Liam’s tweets. ‘Just been for an ultrasound on my kidney turns out its fixed form when I was a baby!!! :o so now I have two :) ‪#weirdnewsoftheday’

What?

After reading Liam’s tweet, I accidentally emit a very girly squeal, which brings Harry running. “Are you hurt? What happened?” he asks, scanning the room frantically for signs of danger.

“No, Harold,” I say, silently laughing at the expression on his face. “I was just reading one of Liam’s tweets!”

“What does it say?”

I gently toss him my phone and let him read it for himself. I watch as his expression changes from one of worry to one of excitement. I hold up three fingers and put each one down individually, counting down until—

“WHAT?!” Harry yelps. He flops backwards onto the sofa and just stares at my iPhone’s screen for another minute. “Why didn’t he tell us?”

“I guess he figured that we would read his tweet for ourselves,” I reply, wondering the same thing. “But you know what this means, right?”

Harry hesitates and I can visibly see him trying to figure out what I’m implying. “You mean… Oh! The plan that Liam talked to us about the other night is actually going to happen?”

I nod in response to Harry’s question, confirming his suspicion. “That means we have a lot of work ahead of us if we’re going to get everyone in on it without Niall knowing,” I remind the younger boy.

“And without management knowing unless we can somehow convince them to change their minds,” Harry adds, grimacing. “Do you think it’s really worth risking our jobs for this?”

I sigh, resting my head against my boyfriend’s shoulder. “Honestly? I’m not one hundred percent sure, but I know that it’s a risk I’m willing to take. If not for myself, then for Liam and Niall’s sake,” I reply after a few minutes of processing my thoughts and feelings.

“I agree. They deserve every bit of happiness they can get after everything they’ve gone through,” Harry mumbles. He yawns, causing his body to vibrate slightly, sending shivers down my spine.

“Harry?”

“Mm? What is it, Boobear?”

I sit up and shift positions so that I’m facing my curly-haired partner. I reach out my hand and gently cup his cheek, turning him so that he’s looking me in the eyes. “You know I love you, right?” I whisper softly.

“I love you, too, Lou,” he murmurs, never breaking eye contact.

I can’t help but stare in awe at how beautiful of a young man I have sitting before me. His green eyes are so bright and vivid and full of emotions, captivating to all who look upon them. He dark, curly locks are soft and bouncy and irresistible. His smile is just plain adorable, what with the way his dimples show and his eyes light up from excitement. No wonder the fans go gaga over him.