"Though I saw it coming, it still hurts."

The pressure that was put on both of the boys ever since the X factor was huge. Photoshoots, paparazzi walks, fake smiles. Everything. Everything was fake for the camera.

They could never express their real, human feelings to the people. They were supposed to be happy all the time. If they would so even mention being sad, it would be one hell of a meeting the next day. A pop star just wasn't supposed to have feelings.

At first, it wasn't that bad for the gay couple. They could sit beside each other in interviews, talk to each other. Both now, it's worse. It's awful.

Harry was the first one to be attacked by their team. He had smiled at Louis in an interview, and that had caused chaos. They wanted the curly-haired boy to go out with a girl, who would sooner or later become his 'girlfriend'.

And Harry was ready to do it because he knew he didn't have anything to say. They were under a contract after all. But as soon as Louis heard about it, he was cursed. Never in a million years, would he let Harry go out with someone he didn't want to hang out with.

Louis ended up asking their team to let him go out of the unknown girl. He would do anything so Harry didn't have to do it.

They agreed.

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Eleanor. That's her name.

Louis met the girl for the first time two weeks after the meeting. She wasn't a bitch like Louis expected, she was nice.

They had to go to Starbucks, order something and hold hands. He, so so deeply, wished that he was at home, cuddling with Harry. His real love.

But here he is, holding hands with a complete stranger because his team is homophobic assholes. It makes Louis stomach turn, the fact that someone can be so homophobic. Anger builds up inside of him every time he thinks about it.

The girl holding his hands whimpers a little in pain. "Ow, you're squeezing my hand.." They separate their hands and she shakes it, like that would make the pain go away.

Louis chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Oh, sorry." Fuck, this is so awkward.

Eleanor shrugs, her long brown hair following with the movement. "It's okay." She smiles kindly at him.

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Louis was finally on his way home after being with his 'girlfriend' for two hours. He just wants to cuddle Harry. His cute little baby.

The two hours he spent with the girl, was boring and felt like years. It's not that she's boring, he just doesn't want to be with her because she's not the one he loves.

He parks his car in their garage and walks inside their bourse through the door from the garage. It's oddly quiet in the white household. Harry usually has loud music on and dances around the house like a crazy man.

But today is different. It makes Louis' heart beat faster and his palms are sweating. He walks up the stairs, and he knows Harry can hear the cracks in the stair steps.

With a deep breath, he opens the door to their shared bedroom. The sound of his boyfriend crying hits his ear, and he feels like crying himself.

Crawling in the bed beside Harry, he wraps his arms around the crying boy's waist. "Baby.. please don't cry." The curly-haired boy lets out a sob, and yes, Louis is definitely crying now.

"I h-hate it!" Harry hiccups out, he's shaking like crazy. Louis closes his eyes and lets a few tears slide down his cheeks. He kisses Harry's neck, letting his lips linger there for a few seconds. Seeing those pictures on twitter made his heart break.

"Me too, baby, me too."

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A/N: Thank you for reading! What did you think about today's chapter? I hope you enjoyed it!