Louis woke up with a headache from hell. What the fuck happened last night?
He was too hungover to even open his eyes. Then he registered three things at once. One: He was naked. Two: Someone was sleeping next to him. Three: He was clinging to that someone like a koala bear to a tree.
Before he could do or think anything else he heard someone shout:
"My eyes! My sweet, innocent eyes! Why are you naked?"
Louis opened one eye and looked in the direction of the sound. Niall was standing by the door, mouth wide open. The bag of chips he was eating fell to the floor. Louis could hear feet running and Liam and Zayn stopped at the door, also with mouths wide open. Oh fuck, this was bad. He couldn't look down.
"Get out!" A raspy voice said underneath him and the boys ran away. Louis's eyes opened in shock. He knew that voice. He quickly rolled away, covering himself with a blanket. Then his eyes looked down to the person laying next to him. Harry.
Harry turned his head and rolled to the side to face Louis. He slowly opened his eyes and gazed at him.
"Good morning Boobear."
Louis was frozen. His brain was dancing a salsa, trying to comprehend. His eyes were wide open.
"Louis?"
Then the memories of last night came flushing in. He and Harry kissing, moaning, touching. How they had stumbled into Harry's bedroom, trying to get each other's clothes off. Harry on top of Louis, kissing, biting, hands everywhere. Oh, God! Harry had a dirty mouth. The things he had whispered in Louis's ear. Louis had been so turned on. He had never been so hard in his entire life. He had rubbed his crotch against Harrys, letting out small whimpers and loud moans. He didn't even know that he could sound like that! Harry had thrust hard against his crotch a couple of times and they both came just like that, without being touched. Louis was hard now just thinking about it. Oh my fucking God! No, no, no!
"Hey! Louis? Are you okay?" Harry stroke Louis's hair.
"I... I can't do this." Louis finally whispered and threw himself out of bed, trying to find something to wear. He refused to look at Harry.
Harry let out a sigh at the same time as Louis found his boxers.
"Stop running away Lou." he said quietly.
Louis stopped for a second but didn't answer, and then he was out the door. He ran to his room and slammed the door behind him. He sat down, leaned his back against the door, and hid his face in his hands. He was so confused. Tears were running down his cheeks and he was slowly getting hysterical. He couldn't breathe.
A knock on the door startled him. Harry?
"Louis, it's Liam. Can I come in?"
Louis moved away from the door, still trying to breathe, feeling nausea.
Liam opened the door and closed it behind him. He got down on the floor and rubbed Louis back.
"Hey, shhhh, take it easy, breathe."
Louis threw himself in Liam's arms, hugging him hard, shaking from crying. Liam hugged him back and rubbed his back soothingly. They stayed like that until Louis finally calmed down. Liam looked at him.
"So, do you want to talk about it?"
"I don't know what to say. How did this happen? I don't understand. Why would I...?"
"It's okay Lou."
"It's not fucking okay! Why would I make out with Harry? Harry! He's my best friend. I'm not gay!"
"You don't have to label it Lou." Liam said softly.
"I've never been attracted to men."
"Maybe it's just Harry then. That's fine. He's a good-looking guy." Liam smiled.
Louis glared at him with a frown.
"Woah! Easy boy! I'm not trying to take him from you."
That made Louis laugh at the absurdity of the situation. He shook his head and looked down. He was so fucked! He couldn't handle this. He was so hungover and so confused. He just needed to sleep. He let out a big yawn. Liam stood up and dragged Louis to his feet.
"Get some sleep, Louis. We can talk more later."
Liam helped him to bed and tucked him in before he closed the door behind him. Louis fell asleep, feeling exhausted even tho he just woke up.
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He watched Louis run out of his room. He rolled over to his stomach and screamed into his pillow. Fuuuuuuck! He really messed up! He turned around to his back again and started to cry. Somebody knocked at his bedroom door. Louis? The door opened and Zayn stood there watching him. Without speaking, Zayn came over to Harry and laid down beside him. He stroke his shoulder while Harry let out heartbreaking sobs. When he finally calmed down Zayn lifted his head and put a hand behind it to support it. He looked down at Harry.
"So you're in love with Louis." It wasn't even a question, more like a statement.
"Yeah..." Harry breathed out. "I know it's weird and I totally understand if you're disgusted..." Harry rambled but Zayn cut him off.
"No, it's not and I'm not disgusted. I kind of already knew." Zayn gave him a smirk racing one eyebrow.
"Was it that obvious?" Harry couldn't help but giggle.
"Yep!" Zayn smiled.
"Does eeeh, the other guys know?"
"Yep! We actually have a bet going on." Zayn laughed.
"A bet? Geeeesh!" Harry shook his head. "I can't believe you guys! You knew?"
"I guess the only one who doesn't know that you're head over heels for Louis is well, Louis. But he has always been a bit stupid." Zayn said ironically.
"Louis is not stupid!" Harry growled.
"Defending your man? Cute!" Zayn laughed again.
"But he's not mine." Harry gave Zayn a really sad pout.
"How long have you been in love with him? Zayn asked quietly.
"Since forever. Since the first time we met. If you can believe in something as corny as love at first sight." Harry smiled sadly. Zayn let out a whistle. Harry continued.
"And it was okay, you know? I knew there was no way he felt the same and I could handle that. He's straight. Nothing much to do about that. But then he kissed me yesterday and I was so happy. It felt so right. Like fireworks and rainbows and... well then we woke up and he freaked! The way he looked at me Zayn. Utter horror. There's no way he likes me like that." Harry started to sob again.
"I'm not so sure about that." Zayn said.
"What? You didn't see him Zaynie."
"Just listen, okay? I think he's afraid and confused. Just give him some time Harry. He'll come around."
"I don't know. I don't think I can go back and just pretend as nothing happened". Harry smiled weakly.
"Try." Zayn gave him a reassuring smile. "Now, try and sleep some more. You look terrible".
"Gee, thanks mate!" Harry laughed.
They stayed silent for a while.
Harry closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Zayn gave him a last concerned look before he walked out of the room.
Zayn went into the living room. Niall was sitting on the couch eating a sandwich. He looked up and swallowed before speaking.
"Is Harry okay?"
Zayn just shrugged his shoulders and sat down in one of the armchairs. Soon Liam came out from Louis's room and sat beside Niall on the sofa. Neither of them said anything for a while.
"So what happened last night?" Niall finally asked.
"They kissed and stuff." Liam answered and scratched his head.
"Stuff." Niall giggled and wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Liam hit him on the back of his head.
"Harry was rambling about fireworks and rainbows and shit." Zayn said amused.
"That good huh? Maybe I should try and kiss Louis." Niall joked and let out a short laugh. "But that's a good thing. Finally! Why arent they fucking right now?"
"Niall!" Liam shouted.
"Louis freaked out this morning." Zayn explained.
"Why?" Niall asked and started to chew on his half-eaten sandwich again.
"He's just really confused and in denial." Liam told him and exhaled deeply.
"Hm... So how do we help them?" Niall asked mouth full of food.
"We'll come up with a plan. They better figure this out soon. Tour starts in two weeks. Come on guys, let's go." Zayn stood up. Liam and Niall gave him a quick nod and they left the flat together.