__Chapter 8__________-
Louis POV.
"Oh, you know I don't do them." He whispered in his low husky voice. Oh, no... Not now.
I went a bright red no doubt, as he backed away from my ear, sending me a wink. That's when i felt my pants get tighter.
And tighter.
And tighter.
I couldn't hold a whimper in, as it pained me. I need to get out of this van. Now. I ducked my head, making sure I could readjust my pants properly. I cant be having this situation right now. And thinking of a guy no doubt! And... the guy right next to me. This is going to be a long day.....
"You okay?" Harry asked, looking a bit guilty, or for concern. Well he should be! Making me feel like this. For some reason I don't know..... Oh who am I kidding? I shouldn't be this daft. I know what these feelings are.... I just don't want to believe them. I nod my head, feeling an uncertainly hot right now... And so did my pants.. Oh god, please kill me now!
"We are here boys." The driver said. THANK YOU WHOEVER!
I made sure no one could see me, as I hopped out of the car behind the rest. I dashed towards the bathroom, trying to fix my little problem. Why? Why all of the sudden now? Why couldn't wait until after the concert, or better yet, never. Well, when it comes to deal with him. Why him? Why a guy? I cant like guys. I mean, I'm no homophobes, but its just..... odd. I mean, I brought girls in every night drunk and fucked them senseless! Huh.... brought. Past term. Whats happening to me? Its ever since he moved in Ive been acting..... like my old self again. I have to take it for granted, its been good to act like myself again. But... I cant. As much as I want to, I cant. I have to act like a prick for a reason. I know I'm hurting other people around me... But, that's what I have to do to protect them. To protect them from me. I'm surprised that Management haven't kicked me off the band already. But.. it pretty much wouldn't be a band with only 3 people in it. And that's where I come in! Ugh... Why cant it go back to normal before my mum dated that.... that... I don't even have a name for that disgusting pig.
It was only a few minutes that Ive been in here, and I dot feel it anymore. Man, what a relief. Now focus on the concert. The concert.
I hopped out of the bathroom, washing my face, and hands, before I go to my dressing room, to already find my clothes laid out for me. Hm, the stripes and red chinos, with the toms. Signature style, the old one. Maybe the the stripes couldn't hurt..... I slipped it on, walked out of my room and ran to the others.
I saw Harry looking out at the crowd from behind the curtains. He must be really nervous right now..... I went up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He jumped, which was quite cute. Cute.... No, not now. CONCERT!
He turned around, looking quite pale, but wouldn't look at me. Huh, weird.
"Your going to do fine mate." I assured, as he looked at his shoes as though they were the most interesting thing in the world. Wow, he cant be that nervous can he?
"Uh.... Thanks." He barely mumbled. I squeezed his shoulder, As he shuddered underneath my touch. Why is that? Maybe he is just really nervous... He looked at me, tyring to smile. Those dimples.... Ugh, not now LOUIS! CONCERT!
"30 SECONDS BOYS!" A woman shouted from behind, as we got into our positions. I looked at Harry again, mouthing 'break a leg' as he smiled again, making me have butterflies in my stomach go crazy. I swear this guy could be the death of me.
We walked on stage, as I heard the all to familiar screams. I smiled to myself, as I always felt good on stage. Its always been my get away, even if I did have to act this way still. Just singing is my get away. Even in X factor, its always been my way of showing all of my feelings and just, well.... it just makes me feel... good. Like my old self. The self that I want to be. And, I think that person is right beside me...
I looked at the curly haired, green eyed kid, admiring him. He looks like he is just amazed, as he had that bright smile, dimples showing, and just looking at the crowd. He must feel like I do, when I'm on stage. I just missed whatever happened, because Liam was already singing, as he always had a great voice. Well, all of the did, no doubt about it. I just wish I could say that to them....
It was time to sing forever Young, as Harry had some solos. Man that boy can sing! It was like heaven to my ears... Maybe.. just maybe....
It was his turn to sing. I just stared at him in Amazement. I haven't even noticed that I haven't taken my eyes off of him this whole time. The entire concert. And the way he sang... God, I could just melt. For someone so young, he can sing so maturely. He seemed to be having.. well, fun. And, maybe... Oh who am I kidding.
I like Harry Styles.
Yep. I admit it. As crazy as it is, I admit it that I like a guy. And that guy is right here, beside me, not going anywhere anytime soon. And as I heard him sing the last note, I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and belted into the mic.
"Wow Harry! Give it up for Harry!" I spoke, as I saw from the corner of my eye, all the boys turned to me, stunned. But that is how I felt, as he did a fantastic job, for his first time. Wow, I meant on stage...
Harry hesitantly wrapped his arm around my waist, as he smiled wider than the joker. Wow, he must have felt pretty amazing. But, he was, so why wouldn't it be?
"Well Louis. that only leaves you! So how about you get our bum up there!" He said, making the audience laugh. I sent him a wink, as I, unfortunately, let him go to sing.
I sang my song, as I felt like this. I felt like a monster. I horrid monster, and just didn't want to show everyone. I needed someone to save me from this monster, but that needed to be myself. To bad, not going to change.... Maybe...
I sang with so much pent up feelings, I forgot that there were about 100,000 people here. Oh well, who cares. I just sang a song that I felt, and I think that it was good. I felt Harry sling his arm over my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine, switching our previous positions. Wow, I meant with our hands... our arms.. oh I'm so dirty minded...
Liam said something about this being our last song, but I could care less. All I could pay attention to is that Harry was beside me, smiling at me. I returned it, before singing with the lads for Your Song. I actually like this song, as it had a good meaning to it. And its Elton John. I mean, who wouldn't love that dude? He is awsome!
We finished the song, walking off the stage. Man that was fun, having Harry up there with us, it felt.... complete. Maybe it was just that I was still dazed by his performance. Yeah maybe that's it.
Lima and Niall were talking about something when I saw Harry. I walked to him, catching his attention by elbowing him gently.
"I told you so."
He rolled his eyes, and muttered whatever. I huffed, he knows I'm right. I'm always right! Then he looked at me, with a mischevious glint in his eyes, as he wore a devious smirk. Oh No, not this again....
"So, who is the lucky girl?" He asked, as I remembered earlier. Oh no, he saw? Play innocent, play innocent.
" What are you talking about curly?"
He gave me a 'are you kidding me' look, saying,"Oh you know."He nodded his head to my pants, as I gaped, feeling really hot on my cheeks. I cant believe he noticed that. I thought I hid it very fine.
"So, who is the lucky girl?...... or guy?" He asked, with a hint of worry and... something I couldn't decipher. Was it confusion? No... Jealousy? Oh god I hope so. I think it would be cute to see him jealous over me. But I think I left it silent for to long.
"I...uh. No-"
"Come on guys! we have a minute before the interview!? Liam yelled, as I sighed silently. That was close...
"This conversation isn't over Lou."His low, husky, provocative voice said, sending me over the top. NOT AGAIN! No... Need to get out of here! But my feet wouldn't go anywhere. I was just standing there, feeling my pants get tighter. Again. I saw him looking at me, as that was my time to leave. I dashed towards the bathroom, as I heard chuckling behind me. Oh god... he saw! Now he probably knows. Nice one...
Think of something else. Um... Uh... Joe.... Grandmas.... Cats.... Coffee.... Kathryn... Yep that did it. Gosh I hate that bitch.... Never dating someone like her again...
I rushed out of that door, hearing. ".... Keep telling yourself that." Niall chuckled, as he turned away from Harry, seeing Liam and Zayn. What were they talking about? Keep telling yourself what? I wonder.. I made my way to stand beside Harry, clearly lost in thought. He didn't even notice me.. What was he thinking about?
".... And we have One Direction!" The hostess said, apparently to the camera. We walked to the big couch, me sitting beside Harry on the couch. I wasn't really paying attention to her, until she turned to Harry, literally popping out. Wow... I clenched my fist, as she tried to flirt with him. I just wanted to punch her in the face. I really don't think that that would be good, but so? Maybe I should just think of Harry. Focus on Harry... that shouldn't be so hard.
"So Harry, who has it been for you since you joined the band?" She asked, acting innocent. Focus on Harry. Harry. I saw Harry grab his watter bottle and.. Oh god. Not now! We are on camera! Oh but this problem is happening again, as I readjusted my seating, Oh great, I'm closer to him.
He kept doing... well, that with his watterbottle, while he answered. "Well, I think it has been such an amazing opportunity to join the biggest boy band in the world. I mean, not Lot of people get this opportunity, and its just an honor. I have even made four new friends," He said, as he slung his arm over my shoulder again. Does he do this on purpose? Just to tease me? Man, I'm in pain right now, and I sat in a very uncomfortable position."And well its just been a fun time." He finished. She smiled at him, or rather told him that I'm easy and free, then glared at me. What the hell did I do?
"Well, that must be amazing. But, you must be missing your family and girlfriend back home?" I tensed at the word girlfriend. I wonder how she doesn't see him as gay, because I did the first minute I saw him. It was quite obvious. And he isn't a very good liar, or not at least to me, as I could see through him straight away. Huh.. I couldn't do that to people unless I knew them for a while... I wonder how that happened.
"Well, its weird being away from my family for a long time." He chuckled, as he found this amusing. Well, not to me, as this person just saw him as meat. She practically screamed, FREE AND EASY OVER HERE! DON'T HESITATE TO JUMP ON ME! This is just.. disgusting.
"Oh, so no girlfriend?"She asked out forward. Wow, she just wanted him that bad? Slut.
He nodded his head as he said,"No I don't have a girlfriend, but can you keep a secret?" What secret did he have that he couldn't tell me? I mean.. oh wow that was selfish. But, I was hurt. He couldn't tell me. Maybe I'm just overreacting.
"Oh, I promise not to never tell." She snickered, as she made that little movement with her finger.
He whispered,"I think I like someone a little." I CANT BELIEVE THIS! Who would he like? And by the what her face looked, I clenched my fist together, jaw shut together tight. This isn't even helping me. I want to get out of here like now. But...
"Oh who is she Harry?" She asked a little eager. Wow. Why doesn't she shut up?
"Oh, now I cant tell you that, they would probably kill me and I don't know if they would feel the same." He commented, loosening his playful smirk on his face. I wonder who it is... I thought about me. I could see him hand in hand with me, walking down the street. The occasional peck on the lips or cheek. Laughing at each other. Seeing him hold me up against the wall, going down my neck. On the bed, covered in feathers... Stop It now! Just go down already! I couldn't look at Harry. Don't look. Don't look. Don't look. Don't lo- to late. I couldn't help it. And, of course, he licked his lips repeatedly. I wonder what his lips taste like... Oh, but I already did that didn't I? Yeah, well I mean a proper kiss, or snog, or... NO! THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE!
"Oh, of course she would, handsome lad like you."She smirked, as she kept saying she. She. Such a big change on one little miscalculation. Just don't add the s and we will be all sorted out! I couldn't help but to glare at her.
"I don't think they would but," I saw him turn towards me,"What about you Louis? Got a lucky girl?" He asked, trying to not show his worry. Why would he worry if I had a girl? Maybe.. he likes me too? No...
I gulped, still feeling my pants are tight. Why all of the sudden now? Why couldn't this happen later? or better yet never?
"I.. uh.. I don't like anyone Harold." I ruffled his curls, as they felt soft.... My hands tangled in them.. On the be- SHIT! I forgot! I hope no one noticed....
"Well, I think this is all the time we have unfortunately. Until next time!" She announced, as we all went to the end of the stage. We shook hands, and as much as I didn't want to, she insisted.
"Stay away from him. Because I know that you like him. But he is mine. So dint bother." She whispered, congratulating herself. Ha, good luck with that, cause he is gay!
She gaped at me, then turned into a cold stare. Wait... did I say that out loud? She nodded, answering my question. Oh shit! He is going to kill me!
I hurried to the bathroom, locking the door. I cant believe I just did that! Now he is going to hate me! Maybe.... if that little slut doesn't go and run off and tell on him.
"Oh Louis, really? You had to lock the door? You do know that we can't leave without you. But, I'm pretty sure you don't need help leaving now would you? You never really need help fixing things bow didn't you? He mocked, as I guess he hadn't heard my conversation with her. Maybe he didn't notice it. But I heard laughter from the other side of the door. I groaned, as I tried to fix it. Just hurry up! "GO AWAY HARRY!" I shouted, as he was still laughing.
It was a few minutes after he was laughing, my problem was still here. Oh god... one way to get this away..
"We have about five minutes." He muttered, pretty much hearing him smile at it. I was at my climax, before it went away. After that, I went to wash my hands, and just sit there for a few minutes. I cant go out there. Not when Harry could be teasing me for it. And not to mention that I accidentally told that slut that he was gay. Maybe she didn't think it was true. Hopefully she didn't believe it. I don't want Harry hating me, even though he probably does. It pained me, but its for the better... But, I couldn't help but to think that we should be together. Just wanting to be in his arms, even though that will never happen. Oh well, these are thoughts. No one will hear them, and I will definitely not tell anyone. As much as I would like to, I cant. No matter what, I have to act like this. Keep acting like this and then the people you care about is okay. As long as there okay, I'm okay. A very twisted way, but being okay... I think....
I decided to go out, hoping Harry wasn't there. I peaked out, as I saw he wasn't there. I stepped out, walking to my dressing room to get out of these clothes.
"Oh Hey Louis?" Liam asked. Man, this is getting harder and harder to act.
"What?" I snapped, inside feeling guilty. I didn't want to do this, especially to Liam. He had done so much for us, for me. And this is how I repay him. God I am so dumb.
"Could you tell Harry that we are about to leave." He said, sounding a little hurt. God Liam I'm sorry. I nod my head, heading to my dressing room. I got dressed, and headed to Harry's. That's when I heard a slam against the wall, and muffled sounds. I press my ear against the door, only to hear a girl.
"No Caroline, I surely don't need your help. And I don't need you." Harry said, as Caroline huffed, Go Harry!
"Why were you flirting with me then huh?" I rolled my eyes, that girl is a slut.
"I wasn't flirting with you, and I just met you. So could you please, you know, leave?" Uh Oh. My que to leave! I ran down the hall, hopefully no one could hear me. I hid behind the wall, seeing Caroline apparently, strut out, looking quite dissatisfied. Well that's what you get when you are that easy.
I huffed, as I walked down the hall, opening the door.
"Caroline I said- Oh hey Lou. Havin' fun?" He asked, biting lip. Quit doing that to tease me Styles! Oh if I could only say that out loud.
I rolled my eyes, mocking him," Ha ha, very funny. I was just coming to tell you that we are leaving....... Who is Caroline?" I asked, trying to sound confused. He chuckled.
"Its just some cougar who thought I was flirting. Ha, she looked about 40. Why? Jealous are we?" He said, putting that cheeky grin that melted me. Those dimples.... Gosh, and that hair...And his lips... I wonder..No! quit thinking like that!
"Uh, no. Just wondering." I muttered, going a deep crimson. Quit blushing! It will give it away!
"Uh huh. Suuure." He dragged out the 'u'. Man did that sound sexy.. wait, what? I cant just think things like that when he is standing right on front of me! Well, they are thoughts. But not when he is in front of me. Shut up brain.
"Uh, Louis?" He asked, looking at me. Was I staring?
"Huh.. What?"
"Um, are you going to stay there and watch me get dressed or go see the others? I mean, I know I am hot Lou, but there is no need to stare." He mocked, as I stuck my tongue out at him. He chuckled, as I exited the room. I got my phone and checked twitter. Haven't been on it in a while.
I saw a lot of mentions saying, 'ooh, looks like Harry is getting flirty with Caroline!'
'No, Larry Stylisnon forever! Did you not see Lou getting angry?'
'yeah! Larry stylinson forever!'
'I ship Larry<3'
'Now, Lou, don't get to jealous!'
'LARRY!'
Whoa, who is Larry Stylisnon? Harry Styles, and Louis Tomlinson. I guess its our bromance name. But... Why and how could they make that up so fast? It was his first interview! And, did our fans notice it? That I liked him? But.... that means they know! Oh Louis quit being so daft. Maybe there just joking.....
I heard Harry coming, and I decided that I don't want to blushsin front of him again, so I made my way to the car.
I still cant believe that the fans already made a name for us. Yeah, they have dome it before, with Nouis and Lilo and Zouis, but already with Harry?
Larry Stylinson......... It has a good ring to it. But, it will not happen. I cant let myself become like I used to be.... I looked at Harry, seeing as they already made there way in the van. He was looking at Niall and Liam, with an envious smile. Why? why did he envy them? Once he turned his head towards me, I immediately looked out the window. But I could still seel the reflection of everything. He looked at me with a melancholy look, as he turned towards Niam again. Then back towards me, then just looked down and sighed. Does.... does that mean he wants that.. with me? I mean, he has been a little flirty... and, he has been cheeky too.. maybe... No. No more. No more of these thoughts. Ugh... This is going to be hard...
"Hey, why dont we go out tonight?" A very cheerful Niall asked, looking at all of us.
"And what would we do Nialler?" Zayn asked in disbelief. Well, once Niall wants to go out, there is no way of changing his mind. Irish blood runs deep.
"Go out! Have fun! Get a couple of drinks!" He cheered. He is always happy. Thank you Niall for being happy for the lads while im here sulking in the corner.
"I guess we dont have a choice now do we?" Harry asked, leaning back in his seat.
"No, You dont." He exclamed, as he had that cocky grin on his face.
Well this is going to be a long night....
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OK! so, since this is kinda a filler chappie, sorry, I got someone to play for Zayns gurly monster, (Girfriend)
And, who would have thought Louis would literally be acting like this? OF COURSE HE WOULDNT! Why would I make hima actually be that type of person in the story? No! its all an act!
but an act for what? AND what about Caroline?
And Im sorry if I offended anyone name Kathryn! Just the frist name I came up with!
~AC;)