Forbidden Love

Prologue

HARRY'S POV

Our last song of the night. Little Things. One of my favorites, honestly. We all had a soft spot for this one.

The music started and then I smiled. The crowd started cheering immediately and that made me smile even more. I loved it when fans were really excited for a song. It made the song all the better.

Zayn stepped to his microphone and he started to sing his verse. Then Liam. Then them together. And then all of us. I drifted over near Louis, who glanced over at me for a second and smirked. My heart skipped a beat or two.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth...But if I do...it's you...oh it's you they add up to..."

I looked at Louis as I sang the last line, although he didn't seem to notice.

"I'm in love with you...and all these little things..."

He looked at me again and winked. I smiled like an idiot. He grabbed his microphone off the stand and then started his verse.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea...Maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep..."

He turned to me and walked toward me slowly. My heart started to race a bit.

"And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me..."

I bit my lip and then grabbed my microphone, looking over at him. "I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans, but you're perfect to me."

He smiled and then we finished off the song, occasionally glancing at each other from time to time. When it was over, Louis came and jumped on my back and I carried him like that all the way back to the dressing room and the other guys followed close behind. He was laughing so much, I couldn't help but smile. I dropped him down on the couch and he just sat there laughing. I started laughing with him even more, but then Liam came rushing through the door.

"Seriously guys? You can't stay serious for one whole concert? Seriously?" He nagged. Sometimes, he made me wanna jump out a window.

"Liam, come on. Last concert before break. Cut some slack. Having a little fun isn't killing anyone. Lighten---"

"If you tell me to lighten up, I will chop off your curls off one by one in your sleep." He threatened. Louis gasped over dramatically and Zayn gave him a look.

"Don't hurt his hair, what has hair done to you?" He asked. Louis put his hand over his mouth to hide his laughter. Liam sighed.

"Come on, Li. We go on break soon. Can you just not be Daddy Direction for this one time, please?" I laughed. He sighed and shrugged.

"Whatever." He said. I smiled and went over to him, trying to give him a hug, but he turned around and walked out, closing the door behind himself. I held in laughter.

"Haz, why he gotta be so rude?" Louis asked, laughing as he said it. I smiled and looked at him.

"Maybe he doesn't know we're human too and that we're gonna have dibs on his daughter and marry her no matter what he says." I told him. He started laughing again. Why was he so giggly? It was cute, so I guess it was fine.

"Guess not, Haz, but how are all three of us gonna be married?"

"I dunno, Lou, we'll figure this out. Maybe we'll just have to adopt the kid and marry each other."

"Sounds like a plan." He told me. He got up and hugged me. I laughed and squeezed him tight in my arms.

I really didn't wanna let him go. I liked holding him in my arms. I liked him with me. But I don't know if he could ever understand the way I felt about him. He probably didn't even like me like that. The idea of marrying him and having a cute kid and a house and waking up to him everyday sounded like heaven to me. Louis Styles. Harry Tomlinson. Eh, the time will come, I guess.

One day, maybe Louis will be mine. All for me. The one I can spend the rest of my life with...but I can only hope.