You Found Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Harry's Pov

It's been now almost a month that I've been on tour with Louis and the boys, and to say that I am having the best time of my life is an understatement. This is the most fun I have ever had in my life and I never want it to end, for things to change. Of course it gets tiring and can drag along but I wouldn't change it for the life.

Louis and I are stronger than ever, loving each other more than ever. We still find ways to have sneaky dates out or movie nights in together. Although sometimes the schedule is hard to work around, I understand and we always work something out. I have gotten a lot closer to Niall and Liam too, they are like my brothers, and I love having this family. The tour family, as we like to call it, are closer than ever. I have made friends with the crew and I even sometimes like to hangout with them when Louis and the boys are busy.

Of course during the shows I get nervous, I can't help it. But now that I am more familiar with everything thats going on it really helps. Which is why tonight, I have made the bold decision to watch the show, for real, from the crowd in the front row. Louis has been wanting me to watch the show from the crowd for a while, and tonight I finally feel ready.

Large crowds still scare me, and I am not fully comfortable with talking to the fans or getting recognised yet, but I am excited to watch the show for real. Paul of course will be with me the whole time, and Louis Niall and Liam all promised to look out for me during the show.

So now here I am, standing in the front row, thankfully seated rather than mosh pit. Paul is here with me, as the screams get louder and the lights start to turn dark, the show is starting. Not being able to wipe the smile off my face, the starting song of 'Hey Angel' starts to play and the boys are on stage.

The show is going great, I am surprised at myself, weeks ago I would get scared to even stand next to the stage and here I am in the crowd watching my boyfriend and best friends have the time of their life singing and jumping around on stage. I am really happy. Thankfully no one has noticed me yet, staying hidden near the front was a good choice.

It't not until Louis gives me a smile and a wave near the end of the show that I get recognised. The girls behind me automatically starting to talk. 'Omg harry is here' 'I don't know what Louis see's in him' 'yeah I agree, he's such a loser'

Pretending I don't hear them just keeps getting harder and harder as they continue to harass me. Saying nasty things about my looks, and now im using Louis, and just talking as much crap as they can.

'I just wish that he would leave, Louis could do so much better.' 'I doubt Louis even likes him, he probably just feels bad, I heard a rumour that he got kicked out, what a low life.'

Right as I heard them talk about my family situation I lost it. Trying my absolute hardest to keep the tears in I quickly nudge Paul and ask him if we can go backstage. "Paul, can we please go back backstage. Please" I ask with desperation clear in my voice. "Yeah, are you okay?" Paul asks with concern. Not trusting my voice I quickly nod and follow Paul backstage.

As soon as we get back to the dressing rooms I run to Louis room and as I enter the tears have already started freely flowing.

Louis Pov

Having Harry in the crowd for the show has got to be one of my highlights of the tour. Watching him get excited like any other fan and seeing him singing along makes my heart soar. I am really happy that he is loosening up and becoming more confident and less shy. Especially with the boys and the rest of the crew. I am happy that he is happy.

As we are singing our last song I look forward and see Harry and Paul quickly leaving the crowd and going backstage. Confused and slightly concerned I try and focus back onto the song and the show. I'm sure its fine and they just wanted to get back before the rush of fans leaving the stadium.

Although as I try to think there's nothing wrong, the weird feeling in the pit of my stomach tells me otherwise.

As we take our bows all I can think about is Harry, where he is and if he is okay. Running off stage I take my in ears out and put them away. Quickly making my way to my dressing room where I think Harry is. as I get to the door I can hear something that sounds like cries through the door. Opening the door I am met with a heartbreaking sight.

There is Harry, cuddled in Lou's arms, sobbing his eyes out.

"Harry?" I ask worriedly. Clicking back into my head when I see Lou look up at me with sad eyes, I run to Harry. Taking a hysterical Harry out of Lou's arms I pull him into mine. Harry finally acknowledging my presence he latches onto me and buries his face into my chest and continues to sob. Still not having any idea whats happening I hold him tight and look up at Lou for answers.

Sighing she opens her mouth. "There were some so called fans standing behind him during the show, all I can really say is that they weren't very nice. Said some very cruel and rude stuff about him." Whispering the next part she continues, "They said something about a rumour of him getting kicked out, and family issues." And if I wasn't angry at the start then I sure as hell am now. How dare the fans look into Harry's personal life, they do not have any right to go spreading very personal rumours that don't involve them.

"Are you fucking kidding me!? What the hell is wrong with them?!" I yell at no one in particular. Fuming I start rambling and getting more and more angry. I don't click back until Harry, who's still crying in my arms, looks up with his sad eyes. "Lou?" He says in a croaky voice. My anger immediately calming down as I look into his sad eyes. "I'm here baby, its okay."

Staying silent I stay with Harry tucked in my arms. Rubbing up and down Harry's back as I calm him down. As we are sitting there Liam and Niall come in to check on us, but as they hear Harry's cries and a sad shake of my head they leave us with some privacy.

Harry's cries finally die down and he falls asleep in my arms. And to say I didn't shed a few tears because of how upset he is, that would be a lie.

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