Chapter 3
(A/N : Before you read this, I just want to say, I have nothing against any of 1D's girlfriends, I just used them for this story.)
*Harry's POV*
I walked round the campsite looking for Taylor when suddenly I saw her with her group of friends, Eleanor, Danielle and Selina.
"Hey Taylor," I said as I approach them, she smiles widely.
"Hi Harry," she says, her voice is so high pitched I hate it... Unlike Louis' voice, his is so perfect... Like the rest of him... I need to stop thinking about him. "Um... Girls could you like shoo?" She asks rudely and they scurry away.
She goes to speak, but I can't stand her voice any longer so I pull her in and kiss her, I might as well get this over with. I hate it. I hate her sticky cherry lip gloss and it doesn't feel right. When I pull back she smiles... God I hate that smile.
"So Harry, why did you change your mind all of a sudden?" She asks. Shit I don't have an answer and I can't say 'your just an experiment to prove I'm not gay' so I have to make something up.
"Um... I just saw you around and started thinking about you," I'm terrible at lying.
"Oh ok," Taylor says she goes to lean in for another kiss but before she can someone pushes her and walks away. Louis. He must have saw the whole thing. What am I gonna do? What have I done? Fuck it. I run after him.
*Louis' POV*
After Harry storms out I decide to follow him, I'm just curious to see where he is going.
He stops at a group of snobby girls and I begin to get jealous. I get more jealous when he starts talking with what looks like the head of the group.
And I lose it when they both kiss, he said he didn't have a girlfriend. I thought we were going to kiss. Does he hate me now? All these thoughts running through my head and I soon find myself storming towards them.
I push the blonde girl out my way and walk off, I secretly hope he runs after me but he won't, he'll help the bitch of the ground first.
I get a fright when a hand grabs my wrist. I turn around to see Harry.
"Louis, um, I'm sorry?" It came out more like a question.
"For what? I get it. You're straight, you needed to prove that to me, because I'm stupid enough to think you liked me in the slightest way possible. Honestly, I come running after your stupid ass to see if your okay, but I find you snogging some girl you were complaining about 5 minutes ago!" I honestly don't care if he knows now. He can make fun all he wants. I don't care.
"I'm sorry, Lou! It's don't like we're dating,"
"You're right, we're not,"
"Louis I'm so sorry... I was just trying to prove I was straight,"
"To me or to yourself?" I ask and he frowns.
"I thought you were straight too," he mumbles.
"Well I'm not, I'm gay, go on make fun of me. But there's nothing I haven't heard before," I can feel the tears well up.
"I'm not going to make fun of you Louis," he states "I don't mind what your sexuality is, I'm not even sure what mine is," My heart flutters and I smile.
"Then why did you kiss that girl?" I ask shyly, scared of the answer.
"I... You were right, I wanted to prove I was straight, but I realise now that what I done was wrong. Can you please forgive me?" He asks.
"Of course," I say way to fast and he pulls me in for a hug... The hug lasted longer than it should have and when we both let go we walk back to the cabin in silence.
(A/N : Merry Christmas Eve! Hope you enjoyed Chapter 3. Any questions or ideas just comment! Thank you! Xx - Sophie xx❤️)