After their shared kiss on Saturday Liam was distant and he had a new girl slung over his shoulder every day. It's been a week and Louis had just about had enough of his antics.

He felt abandoned and this is the exact thing he was terrified of. He didn't want Liam to leave him.

He quickly finished his school work and handed it to the teacher. She let him leave early for lunch and he thanked her, making his way to the normal spot where him and Liam would meet up.

He plans to tell him to stop acting so childish, to just come back to him and be his friend but when he reaches the spot, he stops.

Liam is snogging a girl.

This is their spot. This is where they've sat and hung out for the past four years and never once has Liam brought a girl around. This spot was for Louis and Liam, not Louis, Liam, and some random girl.

Louis turns away when he sees Liam grip her bum roughly. He spins around and walks out, heading to one of the bathrooms in the south side of the campus. This bathroom was always empty. He locked himself inside and slid onto the floor, placing his head in hands.

He knew this would happen. Why would he think that after what happened, everything would be okay? He was a fool.

He doesn't know how long he stays there, sitting on the floor, but he hears the dismissal bell and he checks his phone to see that school is over. He sits for a few more minutes until his phone rings.

Liam's name flashes across the screen and Louis answers it grudgingly.

"Lou, where're you? I'm waiting in the car."

"Um, I went home early. Mum had an early shift at the hospital so I had to go pick up my sisters." Louis explains. He could hear Liam say something to someone else and then a giggle is sounded. A girl is with him.

"Hmm? Okay, bye Lou." With that he hangs up.

****

The next few days seem to pass in a pattern. A very tragic and upsetting pattern.

Liam has possibly kissed half of the girls in senior class and Louis feels overwhelmed. He hasn't spent time with him in a few days and he feels as if this is the end to their friendship.

Until he gets a call from Liam at one in the morning.

"Lou, I miss you." He's drunk. His words slur and he could hear music playing in the background.

"Li, you're drunk."

"I know. I know, I know, I know. But I miss you. We barely talk. I'm sorry. My fault." He says, and Louis sits up, turning on the light in his bedroom.

"What do you want Li?" Louis asks, yawning.

"To kiss you. I want to kiss you. That scares me. Why do I want to kiss you? I shouldn't want that." Liam rambles and Louis sighs.

"Be safe. Okay?"

He hangs up.

****

A knock at his door makes Louis groan. Who could be knocking at the ungodly hour of six in the morning on a Saturday?

He trudges downstairs after the hopes of his mother opening the door diminishes. When he opens the door, he's met with Liam, slumping against the doorways.

Louis' breath gets lost somewhere and he curses himself for still liking him even though the feelings aren't mutual.

"Hi." Liam says softly. Louis stands in the doorway, looking at him with a blank expression.

"Listen, I'm sorry. About everything. Can you just give me a few minutes to let me explain?" Louis thinks for a moment before moving aside to let him in.

Liam drags Louis up to his room and closes the door behind them. He lets out a deep breath and rubs his hands together. After a few moments of silence, the smaller boy becomes annoyed.

"Get on with it." Louis grits, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm sorry. I just–I'm not gay." Liam says and Louis rolls his eyes. He says gay with such disgust, as if it was a disease.

"I just don't know what happened. When I–when we kissed–I...it felt–I don't know how to explain it." Liam says, running a hand through his hair.

Louis can't give in. He can't just let his walls down again allow Liam to play with him. He doesn't want to get his heart broken.

"And the girls?" Louis asks. Liam seems confused then his eyes widen in understanding.

"I–I was just trying to prove that I didn't like guys."

"Prove to who?"

"Myself." He seemed lost, confused and downright upset.

"Did it work?" Louis asks, bracing himself for the answer. Liam was always so sure of himself so he knew he would tell him exactly what was happening.

"No."

The words surprise him. He looks up to find Liam distraught, jaw clenched. His eyes are flickering around Louis' face, looking for any kind of reaction.

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean, I think–I like you. Like, I don't know. After the kiss, I was so scared. I didn't want to like you because–I just–I'm so used to everyone liking me and—"

"And you think liking a guy will destroy your reputation?" Louis asks, infuriated. His hands ball into fists across his chest.

"Yes! I mean–no! No, no, no. I just—"

"Just stop, Liam. I get it. We kissed. It was a mistake. You're disgusted by me. I get it. Just leave me alone." Louis says. Liam bites his lip and shakes his head.

"Lou, that's not what I meant. Please, just let me—"

"I think you've said enough."

"No I haven't."

Before Louis can react, Liam strides over to him and kisses him roughly. Louis wants to kiss him, he really wants to.

But he pushes him away instead.

Liam stares at him with furrowed brows.

"I thought you wanted—"

"Get out. I'm not something for you to play around with. Make up your mind and then get back to me. Until then, just leave me alone."

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*screams in gay*