Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Star On Top Of The Tree

Author: iliveforyou_ilongforyou

Summary:The tree Harry and Louis had picked out turned out to be a bit taller than they originally thought.
Looking at it at the Christmas tree farm, it seemed a lot smaller than it did sitting in the corner of their living room. Granted it still did fit, their raised ceilings allowed for it, but it was a lot larger than they had planned.

(Louis and Harry get a tree that is too big for Louis to reach the top of, leaving him unable to put the star on top. They find a solution)

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The tree Harry and Louis had picked out turned out to be a bit taller than they originally thought. 

Looking at it at the Christmas tree farm, it seemed a lot smaller than it did sitting in the corner of their living room. Granted it still did fit, their raised ceilings allowed for it, but it was a lot larger than they had planned. Usually, when they brought their trees, once they finally switched from the shitty artificial one they had when they were young because they were never home long enough to maintain an actual one to real ones, they made sure it was small enough that, while it was still large enough to look nice, it was small enough that Louis could reach the top without much of a struggle. 

He couldn’t reach the top of this one. He’d tried, raising to his tiptoes and stretching as far as he could, but ended up nearly falling and knocking the tree over. It was back to flat feet after that, Louis glaring at Harry as giggles spilled from his mouth (Even though Harry himself had to stretch a little bit to reach the top).

Still, the tree was there to stay. Already set up in its stand and left to rest for a few days so it could droop a bit, there was no returning it now (It wasn’t like you could return already cut down Christmas trees anyway), it was theirs. And with the both of them just a tad bit too lazy to go get the step ladder from the shed (It was cold out, and nearly dark. Who could blame them?), they resorted to Louis decorating the bottom half, and Harry doing the top.

And if that meant that the bottom half was somewhat organised chaos filled with mostly the weird ornaments they had, like the one shaped as a banana and one that was shaped like something that one should never find on a Christmas tree, and the top half was covered in their plain ornaments found on most Christmas trees, balls in various shades of red, green and gold, then so be it. It looked better that way anyway. 

The last ornament to go on the tree was one they got in a Christmas market a few years ago, with their names as well as Clifford’s written in gold glitter glue on a maroon ball, and it always went in the middle. Harry pulled Louis up from where we had sitting at his feet, waiting surprisingly patiently for Harry to finish up his part, with a kiss to his temple and handed him the bauble, putting his hand over his husband’s so they could loop it on a branch together.

They smiled at each other once it was hung, and with a quick kiss, moved onto the tinsel. They finished quickly, and Harry made a move for the tree skirt (Louis could never quite work out how to make it look nice), while Louis went over to the box they kept their ornaments in, pulling out the very last thing sitting at the bottom, wrapped in a protective layer of bubble wrap.

Their Christmas star.

It was a bit over the top, all things considered, but at the same time almost laid back compared to some Christmas tree toppers they’d seen. A golden star with a wrapped string sort of pattern, a line of metal crisscrossing over itself hugging a bolder metal outline of a star, making it look a bit like that craft you’d do when you were younger where you wrapped glue covered string over a balloon to make a bowl, with rhinestones and larger chunks of glitter spread across it to make it sparkle even more.