The best part of me was always you.

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Author: sallysimpsons

Summary: football!au in which Louis is the young star of Manchester United and Harry is, well, just a friend who doesn't like football at all.

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“We are here with Louis Tomlinson, who today scored his first goal for Manchester United, how does it feel like to be back home, Louis?” It feels exactly the same as two minutes ago, he would like to answer, because everyone is asking him the same question over and over again.

“It feels – it is great, the crowd here is unlike everywhere else's, is... I can't describe it,” he answers though, hoping that the answer satisfies the Sky Sport journalist and he will let him go. But he doesn't, of course.

“Sure, I can't imagine how it is, two years far from home, and now you're back here and, well, must be great.”

“It is, it is, last year was great but being back home it's completely another thing, really.” Will he let me go now. No, he has another fucking question.

“Do you – do you have someone, a special girl maybe, you'd like to dedicate this goal to?” He asks.

“Yes, of course there is a special girl, there are actually five special girls, my mom and my sisters, and it's all for them,” Louis says, looking into the camera and blowing a kiss. He can hear the ooohs coming from the studio.

He manages to get out of Old Trafford only half a hour later, after another tons of idiotic questions about his feelings, about his two years in Spain (like “did you learn any of the language?” I'm not completely dumb, but of course he doesn't say it, he's really diplomatic, he really is), his family, if he missed his friends back home (no, I'm a heartless twat), and many more he already forgot.

His phone won't stop buzz in his pocket, so he takes it out as he walks to his car, there aren't many people around anymore, almost all his teammates ran away and let him handle almost all the interviews, “you're the star now, Tommo!”.

There are of course several from his mom “you made all of us proud, too bad we couldn't be there! X” and Stan too, who couldn't come because he had a match with his team back home, “Of course you bastard, you score the only time I can't watch the match! Hate you!”, “I'm kidding though, you're coming here tonight so we can celebrate, right?” and he's almost texting back to write him, of course I am mate, when he gets a message, “You were great tonight! I might even change my mind and come to Old Trafford next time. Want to come here and celebrate? .xx” and it's Harry so he's answering yes to him. He calls Stan and apologizes and says he will be in Doncaster the next morning. He can hear the disappointment in Stan's voice and he feels guilty, but he's his best friend and he understands.

He understands because Stan remembers when Louis met Harry at a concert for the first time and he hasn't talked about anything else for days, weeks, and then he had to move to Spain and his world turned upside down.

Spain is beautiful and Louis had a great time there, he made a lot of friends and learning a new language was a challenge he gladly accepted, but there was always something missing (and that something sure wasn't the sun, he has never seen so many sunny days in a row in his whole life).

Harry went there a few times, and Louis swore to himself he would tell him how he felt the last time he came there, in April. But he arrived at the airport, huge smile on his face, said, I have to tell you something, said, I have a girlfriend. That Sunday he scored two goals, imagining the ball as her head.

The loan to Sevilla ended that summer, and Manchester decided to take him back after seeing his great performances there. He has dreamed to play for the first team of Manchester United since he can remember, and when he signed the contract he partied for two days in a row with his friends back home, and when a week later he met with Harry and he told him he split up with the girl, Louis thought things couldn't get any better.

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