Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Perfect💚

A.N: So I once posted on my board: "'Little Things' grew up and became 'Perfect Now'. "

You get the idea. Also, let's pretend Little Things was in their first album cause I wanted them to be 16-18 'kay?
Words: 1450
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"Hazzabear!" Louis called out for his boyfriend. He frowned when he didn't get a response.
"Haz?" He called out again as he looked in the lobby.

"Liam, did you see Harry?" He asked Liam who was chatting away with Niall and Zayn.
"Uh, no, he must be in you guys' room!" He suggested.
"Okay, see you guys!" Louis said as he skipped to their hotel room.

"Babycakes?" Louis called out again as the opened the door. He frowned when he heard sniffling. He quietly tried to find Harry and found him curled up into a ball on the bed, sobbing as he clutched the pillow.

"Hazza?" Louis shook his shoulder lightly. He heard Harry let out a small gasp. "What's wrong love?" He asked in concern.

Harry just shook his head and clutched the pillow tighter. Louis slipped under the sheets with him and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed the top of his head.

"What's wrong love?"

Harry turned to face him and Louis' heart broke at the sight- His bright green eyes were dull, red and puffy as though he had been crying for hours, his cheeks rosy and wet.

"Hazzie, baby, what's wrong?"
"A-Am I t-too-" he breaks down crying again, curling up against Louis' chest.
Louis muttered sweet nothings and held him closer.
"Am I u-ugly L-Lou?"

"Shh, no babycakes, you are the most beautiful boy in this whole world."
"N-No I'm t-too chubby a-and I d-dress weird a-and m-my teeth are b-bucked"
"Shh," Louis silences him. He lifted Harry's face by his chin and intertwined their fingers. He got an idea and began singing.

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me

Harry's sobbing quietened.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do, it's you
Oh, it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

He pressed a kiss against his forehead.

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me

Harry's face broke into a small smile.

I know you never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weight
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me

He wiped Harry's tears, kissing his cheeks.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you
It's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to
If I let you know, I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I (you sing) love you, oh

And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you, oh, it's you
It's you, they add up to
And I'm in love with you (l̶o̶u̶)
And all these little things (h̶i̶s̶)
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you
It's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things