Behind the Cameras

5 boys, 4 tents

June 2013- London (I assume)

1/3: I realized I hate bottom Louis so much. Like just ew. I can't read it at all. I read Here In The Afterglow, and it was amazing, but I had to skip the smut. I just couldn't. Idk why it disgusts me so much now, I used to read b!l no problem all the time.

2/3: I've gotten multiple requests to do that clip where Louis shushing Harry with his thumb under his jaw then speaks for him. The "shall I help you read the next line" one. But I have no idea where or when that's from; if anyone has any idea where to find that full interview lmk:

3/3: Sorry for playing with your emotions in this one oops haha

4/3: K I'm done; enjoy. ❤️

Harry couldn't help but giggle watching Louis sit on the chair. It was one of the beach type chairs that was made of cloth and you could fold up. They had filmed for a moment, and Louis had made a joke about pretending to look like he was working, but now he wasn't even trying.

Niall had helped Harry put up his tent, and now was helping Liam with his. Louis was still sitting, on his phone. "Lou," Harry hissed.

"Mm?" Louis looked up at him over the tent, squinting his eyes against the bright sun. His gaze softened when he saw Harry pointing at the finished tent. "Love it, babe," he teased.

Harry came to lean down over Louis to give him a kiss. He watched Louis' eyes quickly dart around, searching for a camera, before he leaned up and gave him a quick peck.

Harry sighed. As fun as putting up the tent had been, they didn't have any real plans for this "camping" trip. And he knew Louis hated camping and nature, so he probably wouldn't be interested in going on a hike.

"There's a lake!" Niall shouted excitedly. He was studying the map. Harry grinned over to Louis, but he hadn't even looked up from his phone.

"I'll come," Liam offered.

"Me too!" Harry said. He turned to Louis again. "Lou, come, please?"

"No, thanks," said Louis.

"I'll stay with Louis," muttered Zayn. He pulled up a chair next to Louis, grabbing a spliff and lighter out of his pocket. Harry groaned.

He trudged after Niall and Liam to the lake, which was very pretty. He stripped, and Niall and Liam got undressed to their boxers, and they all jumped in.

They spent the afternoon trying to dunk each other and sighing contentedly in the pretty water. When it started to get dark, Harry got out with pruny fingers and a blissed smile.

They headed back to Louis and Zayn, who were lazily muttering amongst one another , the spliff being put out long ago. Harry came over to Louis and Louis grabbed his collar, giving him an open mouthed kiss, tasting like smoke and something sweet.

The sun was setting, and Harry changed, then curled up at Louis' feet, resting his chin on Louis' thigh as Niall and Liam attempted to light a fire. He watched the orange sky change colors.

Louis was running a hand through his hair every couple seconds, and scratching at his scalp, and Harry almost fell asleep. The fire was warm against the cool air, and the smell of weed calmed him.

Some producers for This Is Us appeared a bit later, making Harry reluctantly get up and go sit in his own seat next to Louis. They turned on the cameras and let the boys chat about nothing in particular for a couple minutes.

"What's crazy is one day that we won't be doing this," said Louis. Harry glanced at him to see that he was looking at him directly, blue eyes bright.