Hoping to write my next songs about us

Part 1

💙Don't worry this is a Larry fic, but Louis is with Elenour right now sorry. 💚
This fic starts right after the release of LT1

Present Louis
Her hands gently hold me as we dance slowly, one hand on shoulder a while the other rests on my small waist. I look deep into her brown eyes, and all I see is my reflection in return. My blue eyes look empty and dull, void of anything. I want to look past her and away from here. The night seems to never end as the slow song ends and the bright flashing lights return to the dance floor. I drop my hands from her petit figure and walk away not saying a word.

The washrooms are on the other side of the club but it's the only place I can think to go to get away. As I push through the mass of people blocking my way I feel pats on my back and congratulations, but I don't pay attention. "Nice dancing Tomlinson," someone says beginning to laugh, others join in, I feel my head begin to spin and peoples laughs wash together to form a wall around me. I try to laugh along with them, knowing that my dancing skills are bad and that we always joke about it, but right now everything seems to hit me like daggers in my chest. 'They all hate you, and you know it' a voice echoes in my ear. I look around panic in my eyes and someone seems to have noticed.
"You ok Louis? You look really pale?" The voice and arm coming to steady me are gentle and calm, but I panic and knock the hand away.
"Ss sorry" I whisper "I was just on my way to the washroom" I turn and walk as quickly and normally as I can towards the washroom door.

The washroom is empty thankfully and I sit myself on the counter of sinks. Pushing myself into the corner I close my eyes and sigh. Then I hear a flush in a stall to my right. I don't even flinch though not caring anymore if someone sees me. Head now in my knees the world stops spinning. "Hey Louis? You okay?" A jolly sounding fellow says with a drunk sound slurring his Irish accent a bit. He pats my head then sits next to me.

"Just to much to drink is all. And being dragged onto the dance floor to slow dance in a club." I raise my head so he can see my much exaggerated eye roll. Just seeing his sunny smile makes me smile a bit.

"I'm sure Eleanor wasn't trying to embarrass you she just likes to dance. You know that." He pats my back firmly. I have had enough pats on the back today for a lifetime but Niall's doesn't bother me.
"Ya, I know," I sigh and jump back onto the ground. Feeling better than before and ready to get this night over with.

The clubs the exact same as when I went into the washroom, drunk people dancing around and yelling to their friends. I spot Liam not far of chatting with someone so I signal to Niall we should go that way. Liam isn't intoxicated although he has a drink in his hand. Probably non-alcohol I think to myself.

"Hey Louis. How's your night been?"
"Fine I guess, could be better"
"Eleanor was looking for you before? Something about you leaving her on the dance floor?"
"You know I hate dancing Liam"
"But she is your girlfriend. And no I thought you liked dancing? You and Harry used to play Just Dance all the time?"
"I should find her and talk to her I guess, and that was years ago now Liam when we lived together."
"Ya, ya, back at Princess Park"
I give Liam a quick glare telling him to drop the subject. He raises his hands showing his surrender. "Thank you guys for being here by the way. I would have rather just had a small celebration but Eleanor thought this would be more fun." I roll my eyes, but I really am glad they are here, I haven't seen them in way too long.
"No problem lad, I'll always be here proud of you" Niall says with a goofy grin and a finger gun.
"Still can't believe you've got an album out all on your own, it makes me tear up thinking how much my little boys grown" Liam adds wiping away imaginary tears, "Not that you've gotten any taller" he adds.
"Oh shut up I'm not that small!" I know he was trying to push my buttons. "I kinda forgot that's what this night was about. People keep congratulating me but I still forgot." I laugh, a real laugh now, with my true buds.

I reluctantly go to find Eleanor a while later, leaving Niall and Liam to reminisce on their own. I find her dancing energetically with some other girls, even though it's late she's still got energy. "Hey" I say as I saunter over waving and putting on a smile.
"Oh Louis your here?" She almost falls over but I catch her.
"Yup tonight we came here together to celebrate my album" I say Pershing my lips a little in frustration, she's completely wasted. "Oh totally forgot" she laughs, but I just raise my eyebrows and put her upright again. She leans against me planting a kiss on my cheek and whispering something inaudible in my ear and bursts into laughter again.
"I think it might almost be time to head home El?" I say in a stern tone insinuating that it wasn't a question but a statement.

"Probably right Lulu." She turns and hugs all the girls and had been dancing with goodbye "Can you carry me?" She tries to give me puppy dog eyes, that has never worked on me and never will. "Absolutely not. Have I ever done that?" I say walking away honestly pissed off. I'll get her in a few minutes after saying a proper goodbye to Niall and Liam.

"Got to take El home." I say with a sigh as I walk up to the boys
"Ok, well talk to you tomorrow? And I truly am proud of you Louis." Liam says maybe almost truly shedding a tear. Niall nods in agreement.
"Thanks lads, and yes talk to you tomorrow" I give them each a long hug not knowing when I can see them again.

This is my first fic so if there is anything you see I can improve on please say so <3

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