Once in a lifetime (Larry) (Boyxboy)

Twenty-Seven.

Louis

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"You know.. I just realized something." Says Harry, grabbing a water bottle from the small table at the snack bar. It's after the concert, and we killed it. Never in these four years have I ever had so much fun on stage with the lads.

The audience seemed to love Harry, and I'm really thankful for that. Our little girls don't take new people kindly, so seeing them responding to Harry in such a nice loving way makes my heart pick up in heart rate.

"And what is that?" I question, letting myself fall on to the nice couch.

"We've been together for a couple of months.. I'm a really huge directioner, and Louis boy.. Yet.."

"Okay go on." I chuckle fondly, taking his water bottle away from him and taking a sip out of it.

"We've never taken a selfie together." He says looking in deep thought. "I'm actually pretty surprised for that since I always promised myself that if I ever met you or one of the other guys I would take a picture with them."

"You're such a fool, you know that right?"

"A fool for you." He cheekily grins.

"Smooth as fuck Harry.. Smooth as fuck."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." I smile.

"So anyway," Harry continues on, "about that selfie--"

"Sure." I nod. "On my phone or your phone?"

"Which ever one is fine with me.." He shyly smiles at me, blushing a bit. "I feel like such a girl asking for a selfie."

"Well, you are the girl in this relationship Harold."

"That's not true." He pouts cutely. My heart swoons at the sight of him with those pink lips in a pout and his green eyes furrowed in a joking anger. "I'm not a girl.."

I quickly lean in and peck his lips, making his pout form into a small smile.

"You may not be a girl but," I say moving my mouth to his ear. "You're my princess." And with that, I send shivers down his spine. I smirk in triumph. I get up from my spot on the couch, and grab my phone out of my back pocket, opening up the camera.

"Okay, let's take this selfie you all so willingly want." I grin, raising the phone up.

"Okay." Harry chuckles, leaning in a little closer. As I snap the picture, Harry places his soft plump lips on to the side of my left cheek.

"And couple of the year award goes to... Larry Stylinson!" Nialls voice suddenly booms. Harry and I both look over to see Zayn and Liam entering the room as well, and standing next to Niall.

"Larry Stylinson?" I question.

Niall shrugs. "I came up with the whole ship name last night."

"Ship name--"

"You have a lot to know Lou." Harry tsks, pecking my cheek again and sitting down on the couch.

"Hey, I thought Soph and I were couple of the year award." Liam pouts.

"Bitch please, that would be me and Perrie." Zayn cuts in. Niall walks over to the couch and sits next to Harry.

"You should really start spending less time on twitter Zen." I chuckle softly, sitting down on Harry's other side, slinging an arm around the younger boy.

Zayn shrugs, sitting down next to Niall and soon Liam is the only one left standing. "But seriously, stop calling me 'zen' Louis. It's Zayn."

"It's Zen." I hear Harry mumble, making me chuckle.

"So anyway," Liam starts off, letting himself lean on the wall. "How did you like the concert Harry?"

"It was amazing!" Harry grins, his dimples prominent. "I mean, I was nervous at first, but afterwards it just felt like I belonged up there you know?" Harry smiles, his eyes bright with glee. "It felt like.. I was home."

Niall happily grins. "I'm glad to hear that Harry." He pats him on the back. "Because you're part of our little family now whether you want to or not."

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Harry and I walk down the streets of LA. We're not holding hands yet to my dismay, but we both agreed we were going to keep our relationship a little secret from the media until we're both ready to come out to the world.

"Oh my god!"

"Louis!"

"Harry!"

"I love you guys!"

"My heart!"

"I can't believe it!"

"Hello everyone!" I grin at the group of teenage girls who come running towards Harry and I. I look over to Harry seeing him smile at the girls. "How would you like the pictures? A group or individual?"

"We should take a group, then individuals." Harry speaks up.

"Good idea Harold." I laugh. "Okay girls, gather around, gather around." They all squeal, running to gather the group pictures together. Afterwards Harry and I all take individual pictures with them.

"You're really cute." I hear one the young teenage girls say to Harry. I try to remain my focus on the fan in front of me who's telling me how much she loves me.

"Thank you, you're beautiful." I hear Harry say nicely.

But for some reason I feel jealousy course through my veins. I peek over my shoulder and find the girl trying to flirt with Harry.

No.

He's mine.

"That's really nice to hear my lovely." I quickly say to the girl in front of me. "I love you more, and always remember that okay?"

"Okay." She says, blushing. I give her one last smile as I quickly cut through the crowd and grab a hold of Harry's wrist, pulling him away from that girl.

"What's wrong?" He questions, and innocent face set on his face, making me want to kiss him.

"We have to Harry," I quickly say.

"Oh.. Okay." He nods. "How come though?" He questions as we both quickly walk away waving goodbye to the girls.

So I can show you you're mine, and only mine.

"Before we get mugged." I decided to say instead.

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Short chapter, ugh.

I've been working on a new book! It's also a Larry one by the way, I'll be posting it soon!

I really hope you all enjoy it!!!

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-Yem