LARRY ONESHOTS

~ ONE YEAR ~

*HARRY'S POV*

I wake up in the morning to the sound of the birds chirping nearby and of course, Louis snoring his ass off. Looking back at the bed-side table, a smile comes onto my face when I see the date and slyly jump out of bed before heading into the bathroom. I make sure I don't make a lot of noise as I freshen up and brush my teeth. I don't want Louis to wake up.

Today is the one year anniversary of Walls and I am so, so thrilled for Louis. My baby worked on the albums for close to four years and to say that the hard work paid off would be an understatement. It didn't take him or the fans long to bring the debut album to #1 in over a hundred countries. I've been tracking the album every single day since the release and I feel prouder every single day.

Plus, it's 2021 and things are finally starting to look up. The cases around the world are visibly decreasing, even though the UK is taking a little more time than usual. But I'm sure the world will be back on track in no time. I cannot wait to start shooting the new movie and I absolutely cannot wait for Don't Worry Darling to come out. I just know that it is going to be amazing.

Playing a straight guy was weird and funny at the same time, but I cannot deny the fact that I had loads and loads of fun doing it. After all, acting is all about portraying what you're not. Along with Louis' album, I have also been keeping track of the paparazzi pictures that come out every once in a while during the shooting. They're all premeditated and the paparazzi are actually tipped off to the location, but whatever.

The fans are freaking out over every single picture. It's unreal how much they follow and keep track of everything I am doing. As I walk out of the bathroom, I notice Louis has stopped snoring, which means he's probably awake. I walk back to the bed and run a hand through his hair before kissing his forehead.

"Morning, Lou."

"Good morning, Haz." He says in his groggy, sleep-ridden voice and I smile.

"Happy one year of Walls, baby. I'm so proud of you."

"Thanks, babe." He says, turning in my direction with a smile on his face and cuddling into my chest.

"Do you wanna sleep some more? I'll get breakfast started if you want."

"Nah, just hold on for two minutes. We'll make breakfast together."

"Alright, boo. Whatever you want."

"Are you excited about your birthday, Hazza? You're going to be 27."

"I am. I'm just thankful that I've got everything I could ask for in life. I've got mum and Gem and Lottie and the twins and the lads. I've got you." I say in a sing song voice and he smiles, his eyes still closed and my hands running up and down his bare back.

"You're gonna get a Grammy."

"We'll see about that." I say with a laughter and he smacks my chest lightly.

"Of course you are."

"Well, I'd be thrilled if I do, of course. But I don't think I'd mind if I don't. You don't always get what you want, now do you?"

That's when Louis opens his eyes and leans up closer to my face.

"Well, would you look at that? My Hazza's all grown up."

"Hmm. My Lou's still a child, though."

"That I am." He says and laughs before sitting up. We walk into the kitchen and our conversation flows back and forth as we work in sync with the breakfast. We don't even have to tell each other anything, we just get it.