Wrong Number

Chapter 11

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Louis blew his nose yet again, sniffing as Zahra and Niall rubbed his back.
"Has Harry texted yet?" Louis sniffed.
"Lou, you asked us 2 minutes ago, and we told you, we'd tell you." Niall said.
"I don't understand why we can't just go over there and talk to him." Zahra sighed, "maybe he has an excuse why he broke my best friends heart- THAT BASTARD!"
Niall handed her the stress toy, which she squeezed, sighing.
"Louis, you deserve better, and to be honest, I didn't like him that much anyway."
The phone rang suddenly, making everyone jump.
"It's him!" Niall hissed.
"I never had a doubt!" Zahra said quickly.
Niall's eyes widened as he hung up.
"He's on his way over." He cried, jumping up.
Louis threw the blanket off of him, as if someone had given him a bottle of 8397933 hour energy.
"What? Now?"
"Yes!" Niall cried.
"Oh my god, nobody panic, stop panicking, everybody CALM DOWN."
Zahra cried, running around as she began cleaning the living room.
"Zahra, promise me you won't get mad at Harry!" Louis said, pulling his shirt off and putting a t-shirt on.
"I'm cool, I'm cool." She promised.
The door swung open, and everyone froze, turning to face Harry as he stood in the door way, a paper bag in hand.
Harry coughed, breaking the silence.
"I brought muffins."
Zahra shrieked, flying at him, grabbing a pillow and smacking him with it.
"ZAHRA YOU PROMISED." Louis cried.
Zahra smacked Harry one more time in the side of the head, sighing as she stepped back.
"Hey that's my best friend, chill!" Niall cried, picking the bag off the floor.
"Ew walnuts! Never mind Zahra you can keep hitting him." Niall said, dropping the bag down and plopping on the couch.
"No!" Louis said finally, running over and throwing his arms around Harry.
Zahra crossed her arms over her chest as Harry kissed Louis's head.
"OKAY IM SORRY, I can't stay mad, I ship it." She mumbled, plopping down next to Niall.
Harry turned to Louis, taking in a deep breath.
His eyes softened, and he bit his lip,
"Lou...I'm so so so so so so so so so so so stupid."
"I know."
"And I'm so so so so so so so so so so so sorry."
"I know."
"And the only reason I did that was-"
"Because you don't want your friends to know you're gay."
Harry's eyes widened, and he turned to Niall.
"You told them?" He cried.
"Well I mean, look on the bright side, it saved us a whole monologue! We already had one in the chapter before this!" Niall said defensively.
Harry stuck his tongue out at him, turning back to Louis.
"You're not mad?"
"Are you kidding? I'm pissed, I spent 17 bucks on that hair gel."
Harry laughed, pulling Louis closer to him.
"But I understand, I know what it's like to be in the closet."
"Well I won't be for long hopefully, I'm actually going to talk to Liam tomorrow."
"Really?"
"Yeah, and I want you there with me."
"You do, why?"
"I don't know, I always feel better when you're with me, plus I want to tell Liam that we're...together,but not...together."
"Are we..together?"
"Um, I don't.. Maybe?"
"You know, we're still here." Niall called.
Zahra smacked him, and he yelped, rubbing his arm.
"So, tomorrow?" Louis smiled, turning back to Harry.
"Tomorrow."
Harry hesitated for a moment, leaning forward. Louis saw what he was doing and smiled, leaning up and connecting his lips with Harry.
"Hey! Keep it PG there are children here!" Niall called.
Harry broke away from Louis for a moment, turning to Niall.
"You're older than me!"
"Eh, still."

This is so bad I'm sorry