Hi! Oops! // A Larry Stylinson One-Shot

Hi! Oops!

This one-shot is inspired by the above tweets. If the picture isn't clear or blurry, here is what's written:

Harry Styles- Soo.. Battle of the bands today. Some real talent there. Don't think we're going to win. x.

Louis Tomlinson- That Harry fella from White Eskimo has got a sick voice! Getting nervous!

Harry Styles- We might not have won, but getting a snog off the main singer of The Rogue was a good consolation prize. x.

I don't know if these were real or fake, but I knew I had to write something based on them when I found them. I searched a ton to find the exact date when Larry tweeted those, but I couldn't find any definite dates so I've just written the year. Please know that the scenario in which I've written their 'meet 'n' snog' is completely made up in my twisted excuse of an imagination.

DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT THAT GOOD AT WRITING. JUST WARNING YOU BEFORE YOU START READING THIS PIECE OF-

For this book's sake, let's imagine that the movie Inside Out (the emotional movie with Riley as the girl and all that) came out sometime before 2009. It'll all make sense soon.

Oh, one more thing. Some of the details I've written up here may not be factually correct, like if Harry's house had a garage or not. (Fun fact: I imagined his old house looking like Mike Wheeler's house in Stranger Things.) Just ignore any mistakes because I've only been a Directioner for a year and a half, I still have much to learn.

So here it is, my Larry Stylinson one-shot, Hi! Oops!

Enjoy!

Love, KB💙💚

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-6:30pm, 2009

"...Give it up for White Eskimo!" The speakers boomed out, as Harry quickly posted his latest tweet. He stuck the phone into his back pocket, and got up from the backstage set, along with his bandmates. The entire stage was shrouded in darkness, the spotlights would only turn on only when Harry starts singing. He walked over to the microphone, breathing out a shivering sigh, and counted, 1...2...3.

"I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
It was the summer of '69"

The lights turned on. The guitars started playing.

"Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I shoulda known we'd never get far"

The crowd started to sway along. The band started playing louder.

"Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life"

By now, the crowd was fully into the song. As the band played into the second verse, Harry scanned the crowds for familiar faces. Yup, there's Mum and Gemma. Oh, and a bunch of classmates. Harry quickly shot them all a smile and laughed softly when Gemma held up a thumbs up.

As he sang the song, Harry kept examining all the people in the audience. From the stage, he could see everyone, what they're doing, everything. Most of them were just dancing crazily along to the rhythm of the song, some were sitting but nodding in beat, a few were recording the show on their cameras and two or three of them were just staring down. Harry raised himself to his tiptoes to look and rolled his eyes when he notices they're absorbed in their phones.  He just hated it when people acted so indifferent when someone was performing something. There could not be a more discouraging experience in the world.