Itstilliswhatitis

I will go down with this ship

Harry hit the gym as soon as he woke up. When he was done he took a shower and dressed comfortably in some sweats and a hoodie. Louis was eating breakfast in the kitchen when he walked in.
"Good morning."

"Good morning. We should grocery shop. I don't have anything you like." Louis said while he took a spoonful of cereals.

"Yeah, okay. Online?" Harry asked.

"Of course." Louis smiled.

Harry got some cereals to eat and sat down opposite Louis.
"So what kind of other stories has she written?"

"I knew it! You're a sucker for fanfics!" Louis teased.

Harry chuckled lightly but then he got serious.
"It takes the pressure of this, you and me. It's been kind of awkward, to be honest. Maybe I shouldn't have come here?"

"I want you here. I've missed you, Haz, and I'm not talking as me boyfriend. I missed you, me friend. I think we should use this time to reconnect, and I'm not looking for a relationship here, I hope you know that? Too much has happened. But maybe we can be friends again?" Louis asked, sounding hopeful.

"I'd like that." Harry answered softly. He glanced at Louis. He looked the same. Older of course but at the same time he didn't seem to age at all. Harry realized just how much he had missed him.

"Great. So fanfics then until we feel like it's less awkward between us and we can hold a conversation?" Louis smirked.

"Sounds great, but no smut!" Harry replied and pointed his spoon at Louis.

"Such a prude. Can it at least mention sex, like, they have sex and then the story moves on? Or kisses, is that okay? We're reading Larry stories after all." Louis smirked.

"That's okay. Kisses too. No pulsation penises please." Harry snorted.

Louis burst out laughing. I'll see what I can do. Oh, what about this one? I will go down with this ship. Louis read the description.

I'm Niall Horan and this is my story of how I became the captain of the Larry ship and how I made Louis and Harry confess their feelings for each other.
Purely fictional

"No smut?" Harry questioned.

"No smut according to the tags." Louis smiled.

"I guess you have to read this one then so you can make your Niall interpretation." Harry smirked.

"It would be my honor. Maybe we should call Niall and read it to him?" Louis suggested jokingly.

"And let him know that we read Larry fiction? We wouldn't hear the end of it." Harry chuckled.

"True. Wanna shop some food first, make a cup of tea, and sit out on the patio for some fresh air?" Louis suggested.

"Yes." Harry smiled.

He got up and washed the dirty dishes. Louis started to order online. Harry joined him when he was done with the dishes (including Louis') and Louis gave him the computer. Harry ordered a lot of food, trying to come up with dinner suggestions. They sent in their order, paid for it and it would arrive the next day. Louis got up to boil some tea water and Harry just chilled. Louis went to get some blankets and Harry prepared the tea when the water was hot. Just like the old days.

They brought the computer and headed out to the patio. It was the beginning of April so it was still chilly but the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. They sat down and put their teacups on the table in front of them. Louis handed him a blanket and he wrapped it over his knees. Louis did the same with a blanket of his own. In the past, they would have shared one. Things had changed.
"Okay, let's start." Louis said and read the first paragraph, poorly trying to copy Niall's accent.

"My name is Niall Horan and this is my story of how I helped my bandmates to realize that they were in love.

"Oh, he's just gonna take all the credit, just like that?" Harry giggled.

Louis rolled his eyes at him and continued to read. Harry drank his tea and listened. This was cozy. Louis read three chapters before they walked inside and made some lunch, which meant that Harry cooked and Louis kept him company. Just like the old days.
"This is bittersweet." Louis commented softly.

"Yeah." Harry agreed and tried to swallow down the lump that formed in his throat.

Louis didn't say anything more so Harry tried to find something else to talk about.
"So you finally released an album. It's great. Absolutely fantastic."

"You listened to it?" Louis questioned, sounding surprised.

"Of course I did. I'm so proud of you, Lou. I'm sorry your tour got postponed." Harry answered softly.

"Yeah, me too. I was really excited about it, but I'll do it when things have settled down. Safety first. I heard your album too by the way. Amazing. I'm proud of you too." Louis replied, equally soft.

Neither of them mentioned the songs and the meaning behind the lyrics. That was a can of worms they had no intention of opening. Harry poured the pasta water into the sink while Louis fetched them some plates. They sat down to eat. Louis hummed appreciatively.
"This is great. You haven't lost the touch."

"Thanks." Harry smiled.

They retrieved to the living room after they had eaten and cleared the table. Louis grabbed the computer.
"So, chapter four then."

So we went home to see our families and celebrate Christmas but we stayed in touch and I know Harry and Louis went to visit each other. They really couldn't stay away from one another. As for me, I enjoyed some quiet time in Irland.

We reconnected again in January and went to Harry's dad's bungalow for a couple of days to hang out. Louis and Harry shared a bed but I didn't react to it. We were getting used to them being stuck together.

"Oh God, that's a trip down memory lane. Your dad's bungalow. We had some crazy fun, didn't we?" Louis laughed.

"Yeah. We were so young. Sometimes I can't believe how we did it. We were just kids!" Harry replied.

Louis glanced at him.
"Are you quoting my song?"

Harry started to giggle.
"Not on purpose!" 

Louis continued to read and Harry listened. He liked the story, but it hit a little too close to home. Louis started to giggle all of a sudden.
"What?"

Louis read the next paragraph.

Plan C included me, a laptop, and some really smutty fan fiction. I just walked over to them, sat down in the living room, and started to read out loud. That only made them think that I'm a creep and I can see their point. I mean, maybe reading about Harry's nine-inch pulsating penis wasn't one of my best ideas in retrospect but at least I tried. 

Harry gasped and burst out laughing.
"That's so Niall. Remember back in the day when he wouldn't shut up about fanfics, especially Larry fanfics?"

"Yep. He really loved reading them." Louis laughed.

"Well, I can see why now. Continue." Harry smiled.

Louis read the rest of the story and when it was done he put the computer away.
"A wedding speech? Brilliant!" Harry smiled.

"Yeah, and he probably would have talked that much too if we ever...ehm, dinner?" Louis interrupted himself.

"Yes. Chicken, to honor Niall?" Harry suggestion.

"Chicken, stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in parma ham..." Louis chuckled.

"Oh, shut it." Harry laughed.