"Are you gay?", Harry blurted out then promptly covered his mouth in embarassment. He was sat down next to Louis, while the other boys got their turn playing FIFA. Louis whipped his head to face the other boy's, slightly shocked by the randomness of the question. His first thought was to say no, because of course he's not gay. But for some reason Louis was choking on that simple word, finding it impossible to say. Instead he found it much easier to reply to the question with another, avoiding the answer all together. "Now where did that question come from young Harold?" Louis poked the younger boys nose. Harry blushed a deep scarlet all the way to the tip of his ears. He shrugged. To be honest he had no clue where the question came from, it was just something that he had been dying to ask since they first met. Louis raised a curious eyebrow, "Are you?".
Harry smiled, "no no no, I asked you first!".
Louis was just about to reply when Niall threw the controllers at them indicating it was their turn at FIFA. The discussion was soon forgotten as Louis and Harry joined the other boys.
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"You know, you never answered that question" Harry turned to Louis when they were snuggled up in the back of the tour bus after a show. Louis blushed and hid his face under Harry's arm. "I don't know what you're talking about", he lied. Even though it had been almost a month, Louis knew exactly which question Harry was talking about. Harry was embarrassed as it was so he didn't push it any further than that and the discussion was dropped.
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"Oh louis stop moving or else I'll have to redo your hair and I know you don't want me to do that!" Lou exclaimed trying to perfect the boy's feathered fringe with hairspray.
"Ah there they are!" A man, probably the man interviewing them tonight louis assumed, walked into the dressing room.
"Harry, the charmer" the man shook Harry's hand.
"Niall the Irish one"
"Zayn the bad boy
"Liam the daddy
And Louis the camp one"
The man came and shook each boys hand individually. Louis scoffed, offended by the label he had been given.
"Excuse me, I am NOT camp" he shot the man a pointed look.
"Actually you are quite camp Louis" Niall added from his spot on the couch.
"Stay out of this Neil" Louis spat back. Niall raised his hands in mock surrender.
"Comeon Lou, even you described yourself as flamboyant" this time it was Harry who spoke.
Louis shot daggers at the younger boy, they were NOT having this conversation now.
"Please Harold we all know you're the one who's thirsty for cock" Louis spat and the room went dead silent.
"Maybe I am" Harry said, and well let's just say louis wasn't expecting that answer.
"Oh" the older boy nodded meakly.
"I'm just gonna go..." The interviewer darted out of the room. None of the boys said anything for the rest of the day and the topic was never brought up again.
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"What's wrong Lou?" Zayn placed a comforting hand on Louis' shoulder. "I can't believe that piece of shit has a boyfriend" he hissed through his teeth. Louis was currently staring at a picture Harry had put on Instagram which featured him and a bunch of hipster looking New Yorkers he had made friends with, and one he had grown a bit closer to.
"Jealous?" Zayn smirked.
"What?! Of course not" Louis pouted.
"Just tell him how you feel, I can guarantee it's mutual"
"I don't know what you're talking about zayn"
"Whatever Louis, you can't deny it forever" Zayn answered almost agitated with how stubborn his friend was.
"Do you really think it is?" Louis asked in a small voice.
"Is what?"
"Mutual", Zayn simply shook his head at that and sighed.
"Positive. Now can you please call him before it's too late" Zayn pleaded.
"Yea ok." Louis swallowed thickly. His fingers trembled as he dialed the number he had memorized by heart.
It rang. Once. Twice.
"'Lo?" Harry's deep voice rumbled on the other end.
"Hi" Louis said his voice weak and shaking.
"Lou?"
"Yea s'me"
"What's up?" Louis took a deep breath and prepared himself for what he was about to do.
"I am"
"Are what?" Harry asked completely lost.
"You know"
"No Lou I really don't" Harry said impatiently.
"God you're really gonna make me say it? Ok, fine. I'm, um...gay" Louis finished the last word barely a whisper.
"Seriously?" Harry sounded mad.
"You decide to tell me now? You KNEW I've been pining over you for the longest time and now, when I'm happily in a relationship, you decide to tell me that you're gay?" Harry finished with a huff
"I didn't know that you...liked me". God Louis felt like an idiot for not noticing before Zayn had told him.
"You're an idiot" Harry said fondly.
"Your idiot?" Louis questioned.
"Yea, I guess so, I'll have to break it off with George though" Harry sighed but he seemed happy.
"You don't have to do that for me..."
"No but I really do"
Louis smiled, he felt weightless, free and hopelessly in love.
