The Tyrant Who Fell In Love
Chapter One
The Confession.
I've known Louis ever since the beginning of X-Factor. He's my boo bear, and best mate. We live together and my feelings towards him grow stronger everyday. At first I thought it was wrong. A man shouldn't be together with a man. My affection towards Lou had evolved intensly over time, and I didn't know what to do. Even our own fans 'shipped' us together, but obviously Lou only saw it as a good laugh. That the whole Larry Stylinson bromance was humerous. That my love for him was just a joke. I never thought that the day I actually had the guts to confess to Louis would turn out so horrid.
It was a normal day, after hanging out with the boys Louis and I went back to our flat in London. Everything seemed to be going perfect. We laughed and smiled with each other through out the day. We acted like our usual selves. Though, my heart beat was racing faster than it normally did when I was around him today. I've always tried to compose myself around him in the past. Even when I'm hot and bothered while being near him, while adrenaline was rushing through my entire body I could control myself. I didn't think anything was different than any other day. I felt it was the perfect moment to confess my feelings towards Lou. I was hoping he would feel the same way towards me.
We have seperate rooms, so I snuck in while he was searching for something in his pigstyle of a room.
"Lou.." I whispered quietly behind him. My heart was pounding out of my chest I was trying not to get nervous.
"Oh hey Haz." he looked up and gave me his dazzling smile. My heart was about to burst. I go over to him and grab his hand, was I really about to risk everything in this unrational moment? Hell yes I was. I squoze his hands tightly against mine and looked up at him.
"I love you so much Lou." Not breaking eye contact whatsoever with him as I spoke. He laughed,
"I love you too Haz." he wasn't getting to the hint. The point I was clearly trying to make, once again, he thought this was a joke. I put my hand on his cheek, staring into his sky blue eyes. Inching closer to his lips, I could feel his breath on my face.
"No Lou, not like that." I was so flustered and frustrated and acted on my impulse. I had to make him see how much he meant to me. In a matter of seconds I had Lou up against the wall. Crashing my lips upon his, my hands roaming his body til they were on his waist. Louis' eyes were wide open in shock. I tightened my grip around him, he tried fighting back. I wouldn't let him, I was dominating him. Lou whimpered as I bit his bottom lip, I just wanted him to kiss me back damn it. It felt so right though, I didn't want to stop. Even though I was doing all the hard work, but it ended to soon. Louis finally got the strength and pushed me off of him.
"What that fuck Harry?" Louis wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. "What the fuck was that. Fucking hell." he cursed, with his face red of embarrassment. He stared me down.
"I love you. I love you so much Lo-"
"SHUT UP!" Lou interrupted, "Just shut the fuck up, and get out of my room. Who do you think you are?" tears started pooling in my eyes. If he would've only let me explain.
"Louis PLEASE!" I tried to speak out, only to be ignored.
"Get out of my way." he growled as he shoved his shoulder pass me and out of his room. I heard him run down the stairs and the front door slam shut. He started the car and drove off. I slumped to the floor as reality hit me like a ton of bricks. It felt like the air was knocked out of me, I couldn't breathe. My thoughts were a mess, scrambling around inside my head. I couldn't think straight. What if he never talked to me after this, what if he moves out and leaves me, what if, what if, what if?
The next morning I had gotten up later than I usually would. My pillow was still wet from the tears that fell during that night. I made and ate breakfast alone. It was miserable, too quiet and lonely. Luckily my cell phone rang, Zayn was calling. I cleared my throat.
"Hello?"
"Harry, what the hell happened?" Zayn wasn't mad, but seemed concerned.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I replied somewhat truthfully. How would've he found out about what happened last night unless Louis.. Shit.
"Harry, Louis came knocking at my door late last night, hysterical. He wasn't himself, Lou doesn't cry like that, he looked confused, shaken and hurt. What the fuck did you do?" Zayn's voice started to rise.
"Look, can we please talk about this later? This is between me and Louis. You don't need to interfere."
"I'm just trying to look out for a friend, fine, Lou said he's coming back to the flat anyways, please work things out. Talk to you later." he hung up without giving me the chance to say goodbye. All I got out of that phone call was 'Louis' coming back.' This is my chance to explain everything. Relief somewhat flooded over me.
Lou arrived home shortly after the phone call. From the kitchen I heard the front door open.
"Boo?" I called out. No response, I heard him trudging up the stairs. "Boo!" I repeated after him. "Boo we need to talk!" Even with my pleading voice he didn't slow down.
"We have nothing to talk about." He said calmly grabbing for his suit case. My heart stopped. He couldn't be serious, could he?
"Damn it Lou could you at least let me explain? Don't pack your things!" I didn't mean to raise my voice, but my emotions were out of control.
"Fine explain your faggot ass, what the fuck was that last night?" he stopped what he's doing to turn to face me.
"I-I.." I stuttered, I couldn't find the words to say.
"You what? Harry." his voice was stern.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. But you need to understand that I love you Lou. I NEED you." all of my feelings were pouring out of my heart.
"You're disgusting Harry. Being a Homosexual is wrong. I have Eleanor for gods sake Harry!" his look of disgust towards me didn't help the pain in my chest subside.
"I know, and I apologize. I don't know what came over me last night Lou. I was just so tempted. I thought you felt the same way about me. Honestly."
"Are you kidding me? Why would I have an interest in you in that sort of way. I LOVE Eleanor Harry, and weren't you the one who set us up anyways?"
"Why did I think that? Because not once have you denied Larry Stylinson, some people genuially think it's real. I was one of those people Lou."
"It's a bromance Harry, not a romance, all of our fans ship eachother with one another anyways. That doesn't make it real!"
"So what? You're just going to completely cut me out of your life now?" I didn't even notice the tears streaming down my face. Louis sighed.
"No that's not what I'm saying, you're confused Harry, but you're still my best friend. Can we just, ignore that it ever happened? Please?" He begged. I don't want to forget though. I don't want to forget the feel of Louis' lips against mine, and how everything seemed so perfect and right in those few seconds. But whatever makes Lou happy. I'll do it.
"I'll never bring it up again, I swear to you. It will be like it never happened." The only thing is, is it DID happen. I'll just have to keep reminding myself that if Louis' happy, I'm happy.
That's what I've been having to tell myself for about a year and a half now. Yes, everything is back to normal, but I my feelings towards Lou haven't changed! They're not planning to subside anytime soon either. I know the way I feel about Lou is real, I'm not confused. I'm Harry Styles, and I'm in love with Louis Tomlinson.