Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Sk8er boi <3

I went to search for a pic for this AU & then spent 2 hours looking at larry fanart. And im writing this note (not the fic itself) while my finals are going on. I will write fic after finals. But notes are important. ObViOuSlY. So im writing this now :) {Edit: Im a liar. I'm writing fic rn too}

Also guys imma be honest, my small brain is running out of ideas to write. So please if you have any requests or ideas tell me. Cus im pretty sure my brain will explode from having no ideas.

Harry's POV:

He was a punk
He did ballet
What more can I say?
He wanted him
He'd never tell
Secretly he wanted him as well

I was humming along minding my own business, my legs were screaming at me but I'm an idiot so I missed my bus now I have to walk all the way to my home, in dark that is. It wouldn't be this bad if my instructor wasn't mad today. For some reason she was mad and made us practice extra hard in ballet. I swear all the posts about the ballet instructor being too strict is all true.

I was lost inside my head humming my favourite tune when suddenly I heard yelling, "MOVE MOVE MOVE." But before i could understand or move a large force (or quite small really) slammed onto me and we both fell on ground.

I heard the person muttering curses under their breath. I finally looked up to see blue staring right back at me. "Shit, umm, you okay? Did you hit the ground too hard?" I shook my head, "Umm yea. I-I'm fine." I said still not moving my gaze. The boy seemed to realise that we both were still on ground and he was on top of me. "Shit, I'm so sorry. I didn't hurt you did I?" He said jumping up from me and standing in front of me.

"No. I'm good. Dont worry, I should have moved out of your way." I said standing up wincing when i felt slight pain on my foot. "Don't lie to me, where are you hurt?" He asked looking at me again. "Nowhere, I just twisted my ankle at my ba-dance classes." I blushed when I almost said ballet classes.

"Dance classes huh. Are you sure about that? Because I dont know but I have seen you, i dont know, at ballet class." He said smirking at me. I froze at his words. He quickly added, "No no, I dont stalk you or anything. My little sister goes to same classes I have seen you there. Dont worry curly." I relaxed a slight at his words. "Oh okay, well. Umm i have to go. Byee." I said giving him a small smile and walking away.

As I was walking I thought about his eyes, so deep, so blue and he had piercings too! He faintly heard rolling of skates towards him and then the person was next to him. I narrowed my eyes to look at him, "Are you following me home?" He chuckled, "Don't flatter yourself, curly. My house is in this direction too." He said nodding towards where we were going.

"So curly, do you usually go home this late? I mean I picked me sister up few hours ago and I thought the classes ended." He said walking next to me with his skateboard in his hand. "Umm yeah but the instructor wanted me to stay behind and practice some more today." I said quietly as I looked at my feet.

No more words exchanged, expect from humming from the boy now. Soon we reached my house so I stopped. "Well this is me. Nice to meet you..." "I'm Louis, Louis Tomlinson. Nice to talk to you too, curly." I blushed and said, "My name is Harry, Harry Styles." "Very posh name, innit? Well nice to meet you Harry Styles. See you around, ballet boy." I giggled, "You too, skater boy." He grinned at me and left on his skateboard.

I smiled to myself as I walked in my house. I couldn't think about anything else than his eyes and his smile. He looked so cute even though he had piercings and tattoos. I fell asleep thinking about those blue eyes that looked into mine.

But all of his friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes

When I woke up, after getting ready I decided to call Niall and Liam, my best friends to come over. They immediately agreed. I then spent a good hour cleaning the house before ultimately Niall will come and mess up all my hardwork. I thought about those blue eyes some more when the bell rang.