Larry smut

Pull Me Down Hard and Drown Me in Love

⚠️by an orphan_account on ao3

⚠️summary:

Once their TCA performance is over, Louis is ready to get onto a plane and fly home. Leaving Harry is hard, but waiting another two weeks for Harry to come visit him in Doncaster is even harder.

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"I can't believe you touched my dick on live television."

It's the first thing Harry says after the boys are escorted off of the stage. Louis just smiles, he knew Harry would say that. He didn't even know why he did it when he reached for the surfboard. He just had to spice things up on stage. He was Louis, after all.

"Had to go out with a bang, love." Louis winked. Harry rolled his eyes, but of course it was no harm, he assumed his boyfriend would pull some stunt on stage. "But you know Modest is going to send Eleanor for you now." Harry said as he took a sip from a water bottle that a stage worker handed him.

Louis scoffed, "Do you think I'm dumb, Harry? Of course they won't. I am officially on break, meaning they can't interfere my time with her." Louis winked. Harry nodded, raising his eyebrows in realization.

"Smart, Lou, but you know that you're going to get repramanded for that stunt." Harry sighed, linking his fingers with Louis', staring at the perfect way they fit together.

"I'll worry about that when the time comes. All I have to worry about now is making my flight, getting home, and then waiting for you to come visit me." Louis reached up on his toes to poke the tip of Harry's nose as he said the last three words. Harry smiled, the smile that made his eyes crinkle at the edges and his teeth show and his dimples appear. It was Louis' favorite. 'It's my Louis smile! The bestest smile for the bestest boyfriend!' Harry told him years ago when they had first started dating. The words still made Louis' heart warm.

"I can't wait, babe. I just wish you could stay for the rest of the show." Harry frowned, staring at his feet. Louis also wished that, but he had to go, and soon at that.

"Well, you'll have fun with Zayn, Ed, and the girls. You haven't seen them in a while." Louis reasoned, trying to make Harry smile again.

Harry shrugged, tightening his hold on Lou's hand. "I'll just miss you." Louis pursed his lips and nodded.

"I'll miss you too, baby, but hey, two weeks. Two weeks and then you'll be on your way to Doncaster and we'll spend another few days together with my family until we go back to recording. We'll see each other in no time." Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, bringing his forehead to rest against the younger's. "Darling, I know you miss your family. It's why you need to go back and take a break from all this. I know it's going to be hard, and I'll miss you like crazy. But here, I'll promise you that whenever you need me, you can call me, text me, skype me, anything. Even if its for the silliest reasons, like, you can't open the pickle jar, if you need me, you call me, okay?"

"Can I call you to tell you that I miss you?" Harry asked with the saddest eyes. Louis nodded, "Of course, my darling."

They stayed in their embrace for a while, just holding each other, knowing that they wouldn't be able to do this for a couple of weeks. They held tightly and lovingly until Paul came over and tapped Louis on the shoulder. Louis turned his head slightly, so it was still resting on Harry's chest, in the little space between his shoulder and neck, Louis' favorite spot to rest his head.