In The Spotlight (LS au)

Prologue - Alone In A Room Full Of People

Dedicated - ChristinaShouts about Larry on Youtube (they came up with this idea)

Word Count: 948

"Mr. Tomlinson, you've recently released your first single 'Summer Love' that has fans going crazy wondering why you haven't released music before. Will we ever see you on stage singing your own songs?" An interviewer asks while Louis is blinded by the thousands of pap flashes.

"Next question please." He says, picking at his nails.

"Louis have you ever thought of writing for bigger artists, like Ed Sheeran?" Another one asks.

"Pretty sure he's fine writing music for himself, I'm flattered thought, thank you." He blinks rapidly as another wave of flashes go off. He winces as Paul yells that that's all they had time for today. "Thank you for having me." He stands up following his body guard as the pap flashes overwhelmed him. When he exited the building there were some people there waving and taking pictures once more. It was only when he got in the car when he felt he could breathe. He's been doing press since six this morning and couldn't catch a break. New York is always crowded but it just felt more crowded than usual. James, his manager, sits across from him in the car checking off this press meeting off his list of things to do today. 

"Great, that'll be the last one until this Friday. You'll be in the studio from here on out." He says with a smile. "You look like you could use some down time... How about I leave you with this list of questions when we get back to the hotel. We'll discuss more at dinner." He nods tiredly looking down at his phone. He tries his hardest not to nod off as his driver takes extra long to get them back to the hotel. When they arrive Paul manages to push through the paps in order to get him inside. 

"Why are there so many? It's not usually this crazy." He grunts holding onto Pauls sleeve.

"Looks like you're not the only celebrity here." James shouts over the hundreds of questions. "We'll also discuss that at dinner as well." Louis just fights off the many questions he has circling in his own head. 

Checking in has never been a big issue to him. As soon as he got into his room he flopped on the bed, not bothering to change. He passed out in the next few minutes.

-

He wakes up two hours later and it is now four in the afternoon. He rolls around in his bed a little longer when he gets a call from James. He groans picking up his mobile. "What is it? I'm pretty sure dinner isn't for another hour." 

"Yes but there's someone here that would like to meet you." James said his voice has a small edge to it that he can't describe.

"I thought you said we checked in using a different name then last time? Isn't Paul supposed to keep fans out?" He rubs his temples standing up and rummaging through his luggage.

"He's not a fan..." James says now starting to get annoyed, "Just come to the 28th floor."

Louis groans again, "Fine, but gimme ten minutes to change." 

James agrees and hangs up. He flops onto his bed running a hand through his hair. Who would want to meet him so bad that they couldn't wait at least until dinner?

-

Dressed in black skinny jeans, a white shirt, a jean jacket, and low rise vans. Louis cracks his neck stepping out of the elevator to the roof. He sees a heated pool and rooftop tiki bar, James sits at the corner of the bar. Next to him sits a slouched over, lanky person. They wear a black fedora, a loose black shirt with some sort of bandana printed scarf around their neck, skinny jeans, and beat up looking black boots. Louis huffs out a long breath, James spots him and waves him over. The person turns around and he almost stops in his tracks. His lips part slightly as he takes him in. He realises he's not breathing when he comes to a stop next to his manager and the greek god looking man. 

"So nice of you to join us, Louis." James says, smirking at his reaction. "This is-"

"Harry Styles, so nice to meet you." The man, who has a british drawl, says holding his hand out for Louis to shake. Louis looks dumbly down at his hand that is adorned with captivating rings. His nails are painted black but are chipped from picking. He's still at a loss for words as he shakes Harry's hand with a closed mouth smile. "I was just discussing with James how well your newest record is doing."

He nods once more, "I didn't think amateur music would be your style." Louis states dumbly, and confusion laces Harry's features. He tilts his head to the side, glancing at James.

"Uhm Lou, you know how you were starting to write and produce music?" Louis looks at his manager smiling and nodding, "Well, Harry has been producing and putting out songs for a couple years now. We were planning to tell you about this at dinner but the label wants you to start collaborating with bigger artists. So for your next project we were thinking of putting together an album with Harry." 

"Oh," Louis says, sort of surprised, "And Harry has agreed to this?" He looks over at Harry who is twisting his rings nervously.

"Yeah, I was more nervous you wouldn't." Now it's Louis' turn to be confused.

"Why would I?" He asks Harry and then to James, "Sure, why not? Let's do it."

When he looks back over at Harry he's smiling widely. He has dimples, huh, wait why is he starting to look familiar. 

"Wait do I know you?"

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(a/n) Heyo, if you're here from youtube hello lovelies I hope you're all doing well. If you're not hi there, thanks for stumbling upon this book :)

This whole book is dedicated to "ChristinaShouts about Larry" on Youtube who came up with this prompt. I hope I can create this somewhat to what they imagined. 

Oki, happy reading my chicken nuggets. I will try to update every two weeks, but no (promises 😊) cuz I have work, school, and reading of my own to do :D

Love y'all