Harry clambered out of the stretched limo, tripping on the curb; he scurried into the studio, hoping he wouldn't get pounced on by the hoards of screaming fan girls waiting outside. It was only the second week of live shows at the x-factor, but already Harry was feeling the strain of fame, however he was happy with his life now, especially since he met Louis.
Louis was one of his new band mates, from One Direction, and Harry was falling for him. Every time he looked into his eyes, even though it was just to chat as friends, Harry felt himself flare up in an unwelcoming shade of red. Harry had been attempting to hide the way he felt about Louis however, he knew he couldn't go on like this.
The five piece were now placed inside a small alcove, going through the stage performance for tonight. They had been planning it all week and were all extremely excited about the dance moves they were going to attempt for 'fright night.'
Harry, however, was perch on the bar at the end of the room, daydreaming about one day snuggling up to the beautiful Louis, savouring every thought for just a bit longer than he should of.
'Who am I kidding' Harry thought aloud, 'I can't do this anymore I have to…'
Harry stopped mid-sentence, realising his four best friends were staring at him, with a concerned, but considerate look on their faces.
'Are you ok?' Liam spoke, in a deep voice that made Niall shudder. Realising this, he reach his muscular arm over Niall's shoulder, pulling him close and embracing his sweet scent.
'I… I…' Harry stuttered, before tears started exploding down his perfect face, creeping into his cute dimples. Louis, being Harry's closest friend from the band, gestured for the other guys to go, went over to Harry, and pulled him into a tight bear hug, comforting his best friend. Harry could feel the tears streaming onto his soft cheeks, and then rolling down onto Louis broad shoulder. The only thing he wanted right now was to be walking with Louis, hand in hand, down the coast line, never letting go of his one true love.
Louis took his arms from around Harry's waist, as a consequence, tickling Harry's stomach, causing him to burst out in a fit of giggles. Looking into Harry's dreamy eyes, Louis smiled, falling into a world of his own. Harry leant forward and whispered into Louis' delicate ear 'I have to tell you something. '
As a wide grin spread across Louis' face, Harry thought he was expecting a gift, or joke. If only he knew what Louis really hoped it might be.
Harry stood in shock for a moment or two, before realising he couldn't bring the simple words 'I love you' from his lips. Instead, he took Louis' soft hand, and leant in to kiss Louis. At first, from the sudden shock, Louis' lips stiffened against Harry's. As Harry noticed this, he retreated from the kiss, thinking he must have gone too far, Harry turned around and started to run.
Louis, who had wanted that one kiss to have happened since he met Harry, hurried to the door way, blocking the exited. Harry fell to the floor, in a fit of despair, tears flooding to his seductive eyes once again. Louis sat down next to his best friend, took both of his hands and whispered 'I love you, Harry'
'I lo-' Was all Harry could manage, as
Louis pulled him in, to kiss him, more passionately this time. Whilst Louis kissed Harry, he felt Harry's mouth spread into a wide grin. If only the others knew…