Lirry Stayne One Shots

Will you...?

Liam asks Harry to be his boyfriend at 11 pm.

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Harry's P.O.V

*text me*

The message came through shocking me from my sleepy state. It was late, well that's if you call 11 late and I was lounged on the sofa flipping through the channels of poor evening TV. At first I was going to ignore the text thinking it was Louis asking me to take him some tea or something, then decided that whoever it was had woke me up anyway so I might as well just read it.

I was shocked to read the name I did on the screen instantly wondering what the older boy wanted. I wouldn't say that Liam disliked me or anything we just didn't seem to get on as well as we did with the others, which is the reason for me lying on the couch actually, trying to figure out what I felt for the older boy. My thoughts had finally started to let me drift off but the text sent them flying around crazily again wondering why and what he wanted. He hardly spoke to me much so I took the opportunity I had and decided to reply but what?

Liam's P.O.V

It was risky, I didn't speak to the younger boy much but I wasn't sure how much longer I could handle it. Every week of the X Factor watching him walk on stage and sing with his rugged voice like that I'm surprised my trousers weren't noticeably tight and when he fell ill it nearly broke my heart seeing his nerves and now we were on the X Factor tour and hearing him sing most nights and most days in rehearsal I was going to burst. Therefore I text him I didn't know what to put all I knew is that I had to tell him before it was too late and it came out unexpected at the wrong time. It took a while, maybe five minutes but I swear down it felt like hours, until a reply finally came through.

*Your wish is my command J x*

He decided on making a joke. I knew that he had been thinking about what to put because he would usually reply straight away, I also knew that he knew that we weren't close which I hope upset him in the way it did me.

I smiled ecstatic about the simple gesture of a kiss and decided to just go for it.

Harry's P.O.V

*Come up to mine x*

The reply came back instantly and I was a little worried as well as excited about opening it but before I had the chance it beeped again.

*Please x*

After finally reading the two messages I had a small inward battle with myself, do I go or not, the latter instantly winning without much thought to be honest. I know in my heart that I wanted it to be something more but I just figured with Liam being 'Daddy Direction' and 'the sensible one' it was going to be something to do with the band that he couldn't rest until he told me and that I would be returning in a matter of minutes to tell Louis whatever Liam had felt the need to tell me so late at night.

Dragging myself from my laying position on the sofa I chose to quietly leave the flat not telling Louis where I was going, he was probably asleep and he defiantly needed it. Climbing the Stairs to Liam's felt like it took forever but I reached his door and gently spread my hand over the door feeling the smoothness of the material and hoping, cringing at how hopeful I had suddenly become. I knocked twice and the door flew open almost instantly to a Liam stood looking at me part surprise, part delight? Man he looked so hot in low hanging jeans and a tight white top that clung to his amazing abs. All I could think about was how hot he was before I decided I was probably staring and urged my self to stop gawping at him and say something.

'So you wanted me?'

'What? Oh right yeah, come in' what was that? Wait was he gawping at me too. I doubt it, I mean I was hardly anything that special.