TW: mention of self harm
Harry
"Hurry up guys, you are on in 10, Liam go get your makeup done, Zayn get dressed and Harry.. uhm... smile Harry"
Harry looked up from his phone, nearly beating his record time in sudoku, to flash her a toothy smile. A very fake one, but she was to stressed to care.
The late late show. A show I always loved, not much pressure, James was a funny guy I used to like a lot. But now, now I'm literally scared. How the fuck will everyone react, will they notice the tension between us, mostly me and Louis, but me and Liam aren't on the best of terms either. I start biting my fingernails, the blue color nail polish tasting like shit. But I couldn't care right now, I continue biting while my leg is bouncing.
"Hey Styles, relax, the fans already love us, it will go just fine" I look at Louis, surprised he noticed my anxiety. But then I remembered he would always be the one calming me down before big shows and interviews. Knowing the distress it causes me.
I hum in response, trying to calm my breathing, but the hand he puts on my knee, makes the bouncing stop, pulling my hand from my mouth and my breathing fully stopping.
"Harry, you need to calm down, I promise, it will go just fine, it's only James" he sends me a smile, before realizing his hand still rests on my knee, quickly pulling away. Looking for any sign of emotion. I finally breath again. My mind slowly starting to settle down.
"Yeah you right, I'm just... nervous... I don't know... but like you said, it's just James" He is right, James would always be a good laugh, never trying to pry to much in you personal life if it makes you uncomfortable.
As he is about to respond, we are called out on stage. He instead looks at me, smiles and gets up, me following closely behind. That was the first 'normal' conversation since the reunion."Now for the biggest surprise of the decade, for the first time in over 5 years... ONE DIRECTIOOOONNNN"
The curtains open, and the four of us (zayn is supposed to be a surprise for later) walk out standing in front of the audience that screams, cries, and doesn't settle down for a long long time.
I missed this.
I flash them all a big, genuine, smile. And I catch the other 3 boys smiling just as big. This could actually work.
"Boys come over here and give me a big fat group hug." He hugs us for a long time, Me being the farthest away from him, bearly hugging anyone. But that's fine. I don't mind.
"I missed you guys so much, my wife started to worry about my mental health, almost kidnapped you herself, Tired if me crying all day and night""Take a seat, take a seat" so we did, I took the one closest to James, then Niall, Liam and Louis.
"So how have you been James?" I'm forced to put my mask on for the fans and media. And I was always the polite one. The oldest in mind but still the youngest. The slow talker that has a lot to say.
"Well a lot better now that you lot are back, thanks for asking, how about you Harold? Anything special going on?"
" Well there is this reunion I'm being a part of, but other than that, just same old stuff I guess"
"So you guys are officially back?"
"Well yeah, how could we not" Liam responds and the crowd scream once more, with the actual confirmation of the reunion
"So during these 18 months, you had time to do a lot of things, almost like you had years to fulfill the solo dream. Are you all ready to leave it all behind?"
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