It was 4 years later since I had moved to my new neighbourhood; a few of my friends had moved since then. The only friends I had now were; Niall, Liam, Louis, and Ed. Louis and I have gotten closer since then. We became the best of friends and told each other everything. We'd been hanging out so much, that I started to have feelings I couldn't explain. I always ignored them though, because I thought they were nothing.

December had come around, and school was on winter break. My friends and Louis' family, were getting ready for his birthday party. He was turning 13 in about 3 days, and we were getting everything ready. I had already bought him so many gifts I could choose. He loved this band called The Fray, so I bought a Fray T-shirt and a CD of their first-ever album.

Everyone got tired and left after a few hours. It was in the middle of the night when I heard a noise coming from my window. I ignored it, thinking it was just a squirrel. They always appeared at my window for some reason, and do nothing but just sit and eat their acorns very loudly.

But the noise continued, and I finally got the courage to wake up and check it out. I had hoped it was one of the squirrels, but to my surprise, it was Louis himself; he was throwing rocks to get my attention.

I was looking down, confused, wondering why he was at my house so late.

"Louis? What are you doing here? " I whispered.

"Can't talk about it here, can you open the door?"

"Why can't you just climb up?"

"That only happens in the movies. I'm not fucking Spider-Man. " He retorted.

I rolled my eyes, but sighed and walked downstairs-being very careful not to wake anyone up.

A few moments later, Louis was now in my room, sitting with me on my bed.

"So, why are you here?" I asked again.

He took a deep breath and spoke. "I got into an argument with my father."

"What? Why? What happened?" I asked him.

"I told him some things he didn't really agree with, and he lashed out at me." He explained, looking down sadly.

"Why? What did you say? "

It was silent for a moment, and then he began to speak again. "Have you ever gotten that feeling where you've already met that special someone, and you've grown to develop feelings for that person?"

"No." I lied. It wasn't much of a lie, though, I wasn't really sure.

"Well, I think I have, and my dad wasn't okay with it. He told me I didn't know what love was and that I was just confused, but I'm not confused. I'm not confused at all. I've found someone who really cares about me, and I feel the same way about that person, and I'm scared that if I ever admit it, that person might not feel the same way." He was crying now, so I moved a little closer and brought him in for a hug.

He immediately hugged me back, and was crying on my shoulder.

I rubbed his back in comfort. It's going to be okay, Lou. I'm here. Whoever that person is, they probably already know how you feel. Your father is just probably worried that you're growing up too fast. You're almost 13 after all. He'll come around, don't worry. " I assured him, and laid my head on his.

"Thank you Haz, you're a really great friend." I smiled, and continued to comfort him.

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