LARRY ONESHOTS

~ VOGUE ~

*HARRY'S POV*

I anxiously smile at the image of myself on my phone as I wait for Louis to pick up the call. I look away from the phone and at myself in the mirror. I notice the glee on my face and I wonder what Louis will think about this. He picks up the Face-Time call in the very next moment and I turn to him, barely controlling myself from jumping.

"Hi, love." I say, the excitement evident in my voice.

"Hello, gorgeous. Are you ready for the shoot?"

"Yes, I'm wearing the dress now. Do you want to see it?" I say and he rolls his eyes in a 'duh' manner.

"Of course I do. Flip the camera around."

"Alright, hold up." I almost scream and he laughs adorably at my excitement. But it dies down when I finally flip the camera so that he can see my outfit in the mirror. "So? What do you think?"

He doesn't seem to register the words I say, he just keeps looking at my dress with a faint smile on his face.

"Lou?" He seems to snap back to the present when I call his name again and I flip the camera so that he can see my face better. "What do you think, love?"

"I think I want us to have a second wedding just so you can wear that and walk down the aisle, Hazza."

I blush at the statement before turning to Gemma and smirking at her.

"I told you he'd love it."

"Of course he'd love it, the guy's whipped." She snorts and all three of us laugh together.

"Show him what I'm wearing." She says, getting excited all of a sudden and I flip the camera again so that Lou can see what she is wearing.

"Do you not like this more than his dress?" She challenges as Louis rolls his eyes but plays along nonetheless.

"Yeah, she's right. I think I'll marry you instead, Gem." I laugh at both of them before face-palming myself and handing over the phone to Gemma so that they can talk and catch up.

I look at myself in the mirror again and I feel a very different sense of familiarity growing within me. Even though Louis' compliment made me more confident, I am still a little nervous as to what the fans and practically everyone else in the world will think about it. Even though we did the photo shoot of all the other outfits already, we've already decided that we want to keep a photo from this outfit as the cover photo.

I'm so glad I am getting to work with Vogue like this. It's the most exciting thing I've done in quite a while and it feels good breaking the rules and defying stereotypes. I do think that the fans will absolutely love the pictures and hype me up and support me no matter what things I wear, but the world isn't always as forgiving.

"Hazza?" Louis' voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I look at him, a small smile automatically coming onto my face.

"Yes, Lou?"

"Stop worrying about what people will think. They're going to misjudge you either way, okay? Just live in the moment. Everything else is uncertain, anyways, right?"

I smile at the memory of the two of us meeting for the first time, when I said those exact words to him.

"Yes. Thanks, babe."

"Go out there and have the time of your life, yeah? You're the most amazing man in the world and I'll handle anyone who says otherwise."

The level of care and possessiveness Louis has for me makes me smile and I simply nod before saying goodbye to him for now.

Turning to Gemma, I see the knowing smile on her face and I roll my eyes before leading her out of the room. A few of the make-up artists and designers help me carry the dress out of the room and to the place we're going to have the actual shoot and I finally put on my blazer.

As the photographer gives me directions for the poses he wants to take and I start to follow, I notice Gemma being herself behind him and waving at me while screaming the words Louis said to me earlier.

I try to keep myself from smiling, but give up when she repeats him calling me the most amazing man in the world.

I shake my head and laugh, my head tilting towards the ground and I cover my face with my hands.

"Aww, he's blushing." She says in a baby-voice, making me smile even more.

"God, stop it." I scream while still laughing and she just shrugs in response.

"We got a good shot there, Harry."

The photographer smiles while looking at the camera and walks over so that I can take a look at the photo as well.

I smile when I see it. It's actually a great shot, my laughter making it a great candid photograph and the wind enhancing the natural aspect come out significantly.

"Think we have the cover photo?"

"Actually," I start to say otherwise, "Do you think I could have that picture to myself?"

A knowing look crosses his face and he simply nods.

"You got it, Harry. Alright, we'll get a few more shots then."

"Thanks." I smile and we continue the shoot, my heart soaring high up in the sky as the time passes by.

**

"Lou, I'm home, babe." I call to him and I see a small figure clad in my hoodie running to me in the very next instant.

"Hi, beautiful!" he calls before wrapping his arm around me and kissing me. We both smile through the kiss and I pull away to take out something from my bag.

"I brought you a little souvenir." I say and his face brightens up immediately.

"What? What? What?" he gets excited like a little child and I laugh before passing him the frame and kissing him. He takes off the paper wrapped around it and gasps when he looks at the picture.

"That's the most beautiful picture I've ever seen, Hazza. Is that going to be in the magazine?"

I shake my head in denial before narrating to him how the picture came to be and the conversation I had with the photographer earlier during the shoot.

"Remind me to thank Gemma for this." he says and grins before pulling me to our bedroom and finding an empty spot near the centre of the picture wall he's created over the years and hanging the frame there.

Walking away from the wall, he cuddles right into my arms and smiling while looking at the picture. I notice a larger part of the wall empty and I frown.

"Did you swap around the frames recently, Lou?"

"Yeah, I wanted to have this big square space right in the middle of the wall."

"And what's gonna be there?"

"There, we'll have the picture of our second wedding. You know, when we come out to the world, we'll get married again; only this time for the whole world, including our fans and family to witness." He says, with a far-sighted look in his eyes and a thoughtful look on his face. "What do you think?" he asks as he turns to look at me.

My heart beats faster as I picture the day in my head.

"All I can think is that hopefully, the space won't be empty for long now."

He leans up and presses a kiss to my lips.

"I'm sure it won't."

I'm sure, too, and I can't wait for the day to come around, I think with a smile.

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A/N. I LOVE MYSELF JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE FOR THINKING OF AND WRITING THIS CHAPTER, IT'S SOOOO CUTE. ALSO, I HOPE WE GET TO WITNESS *SOME* PART OF THEIR WEDDING WHEN THEY COME OUT - DON'T CARE IF IT'S THE FIRST OR THE SECOND OR THE TENTH. 

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~ Love, T.