How do I tell him? ~ L.S

6

Louis Tomlinson

Being around Harry has been... odd.

The whole smoking fiasco where he held my cigarette to my lips, which was honestly really hot, then going out for that fancy dinner, and the cuddling...

I feel... completely different about him.

I always felt something towards him... I just never thought it was this strong. This is different. He's being different.

Like, Brunch:

We sat together. I could feel his foot bumping mine too often for it to be accidental, and then after the whole 'i have a crush on someone' talk, his entire leg with brushing mine anytime he moved and he even got some of his pancakes on his fork and fed them to me, letting me try them. Which, they were really good. But then, he used a napkin to wipe a bit of syrup off my lip and I don't think I've ever been so flustered.

Now it's rehearsal time. He's working with his vocal coach, though he doesn't need one, while I'm watching Niall play his guitar. Zayn is laying half on top of Liam and they're talking quietly.

Finally, I can't take the silence. I mean, the room isn't really silent... but I'm silent. And I can't not talk for so long.

I stand and walk over to Niall. I sit right by him and he smiles at me and stops playing.

"You good?" He asks

"Want to talk? Privately?" I ask

"About you-know-who?" He smirks

I nod and he sets his guitar down then takes my hand. He blows Liam a kiss goodbye then leads me into the sofa room.

"You like Harry" Niall says as soon as we sit down

"Obviously" I say sassily

He smacks my arm and I mumble a quick "sorry"

He nods then says, "Well?"

I groan and slap my hands over my face.

"I'm gonna fill you in. Quickly. Don't tell anyone. Not even Liam" I explain. He just nods and holds out his pinky. I grin and loop my pinky with him, forming a pinky promise. I take a deep breath and look around once, making sure no one has walked in yet or will, then I turn back to Niall. He's still waiting patiently.

"We were in the van. Me, Zayn, and Harry. You were in the other with Liam." 

He nods.

"I was gonna smoke. Harry said it's bad for me, I got in the back with him, he took my cigarette... and held it to my lips. When I blew the smoke out, he simply said "pretty". I stubbed it out and we just chilled." I spill out the first part

"So you put out your smoke for him? That's new." Niall says.
 "Yeah, well... it's Harry." He nods, wanting me to go on.

"Then, uh, we went to that dinner." I take a deep breath, knowing this is gonna be a lot... and I worry maybe I shouldn't tell him... But I do. "He had reservations. Had to of been before he even asked. So, like, he had it planned. He had to of  had it planned!"

"Maybe he did" Niall nods

"So, we had the fanciest white wine. and dinner. And we just joked around... then he was speaking French. It was super cool. He said... He said my eyes are blue like the sea, beautiful, and they make him smile." My cheeks start to turn pink as I talk

Niall grins and gestures for me to keep talking.

"And.. Well.. I don't think it was a date.. because, well, we never said anything about it.. but then there was paps outside and you were too busy fucking Liam, so we had to go in the front door and he had his arm around me." I tell him

"First, I was not fucking Liam." Niall points out...then continues with: "He was fucking me"

I burst out laughing now. I kind of expected that... but at the same time, I sort of didn't! 

"Shut up! You'd fuck H, if you had the chance!" He shouts

Immediately, I slap my hand over his mouth. 

"THAT WAS LOUD, YOU PRICK" I all but scream, still with a smile on my face because Niall is just hilarious.

"What was loud??"

HARRY.

Holy shit, did he hear Niall? No, he couldn't have. No fucking way. He didn't, right? RIGHT?!

"H-Hi, Hazza" I greet somewhat-happily somewhat-awkwardly

"Why are you covering Niall's mouth?" He asks, the confused crease forming between his eyebrows that I just so happen to adore

"uh-" I quickly remove my hand. Niall snickers immediately, earning a glare from me. "He was being too loud"

"He's always loud" Harry grins as he walks past, over to the mini fridge, and he bends down to get himself a water. I gulp immediately and turn away. My eyes set on Niall's. 

He whispers, "Sexual Tension" and I smack him

"I'm not done... there's more to the store... Tell you later" I whisper, and he nods. H comes over and plops himself down in my lap. I instinctively wrap my arms around his middle so that they sit just above his belt buckle.

"Can I have a drink, H?" I ask. He nods and turns slightly. He tilts the bottle to my lips and I take a drink... After a couple big gulps, I nod and he puts the lid back on the bottle.

"You're comfy, love" He says casually as he relaxes his back into my chest.

"You're warm" I giggle

Niall shoots me a look, one with a smug smile and a waggle of his eyebrows, then he stands and says, "In the mood for a good make out session. Gonna go find Liam"

"HEY!! WHAT ABOUT ME?!" I shout, jokingly...

and, of course, Niall glances over his shoulder and says, "You have Harry for that"