Sepreated *Larry*

This story is about a famous boy band and two of there singers who are deeply in love but must keep it hidden for it is forbidden. Will the two ever be able to fall in love or will they fall apart trying?

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20. Differnt ideas

Louis's pov:

I smiled at Niall and got up from the bed. "Right! I'll go and talk to Harry right now and make things all good between us now!" I smiled more and headed out the door and down the stairs. "Harry!  I wanted to talk to you!" I shouted out as I ran down the stairs almost tripping to get to Harry and to get things between us all better and to tell him that I loved him. Harry turned around and looked at me with a blank face. "What's wrong Harry?" I asked him sounding like my usual bubbly person. "Oh hey Louis do you need something?" I stopped in my tracks my smile starting to fade a bit at the harsh tone he had in his voice when he spoke to me. "I um...wanted to talk to you..." He turned to face me fully as if to say 'go ahead I'm listening.'

I glanced at my feet and started to become nervous as I played with my fingers. "Well...I wanted to say that I'm sorry...Also that um...I'm in love with you..." I looked up at him suddenly to see if he had anything else to say to me. Harry just gave me a cold look though which seemed to rip too.e my heart out. "Yeah...well I don't feel the same way." He walked past me and went up to his room leaving me standing there with a broken heart. I let my self fall to my knees as his words sunk into my head and tore my heat apart more. "He doesn't feel the same way..."

 

Harry's pov:

My heart felt like it might leap form my chest when Louis came up to me and told me he loved me. It made me so happy because I felt the same as him but I had to remind my self that the agents didn't like the idea of me being gay. They wanted me to act like I liked girls so  more fans would go out and buy our albums. I walked up to my room the scene replying in my head as I slammed and locked my door. Falling to my bed I burred my head deep with in my pillows and screamed my lungs out. I hated my self for hurting Louis the way that I was now and I knew that it wold also affect the other lads but my hands were tied. "I'm so sorry Louis..." I said softly as I layed unmoving form bed looking at a photo of him that I had sitting on my dresser next to my bed. " I know I don't deserve this but promise you'll wait for me...?" I sighed and started to cry again only this time I was able to bury my face in my pillow.

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