Given a Chance (Larry Stylinson)

Part Four

Trigger warning: very mild anxiety attack.

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As it turned out... they broke the internet.

Okay, so they didn't exactly break the internet, but apparently they caused an uproar. Millions and millions of people retweeted it, replied to it, liked it on instagram and--to Louis' absolute shock--almost all of it was positive. The majority were just so happy to see 3/4 (or 3/5, according to some), band members back together in one picture, that they didn't care about the context or what they were all doing together.

But there was also a riot happening with people freaking out over the fact that Louis and Harry were not only together, but that they were interacting. They were acknowledging that the other existed for the first time in way too long. The Larry Shippers, as they were known, would always be... there. Louis had a love/hate relationship with them. When Louis and Harry were first together, Louis loved them. He had a secret Twitter and Tumblr account that he would use to keep up with them because, it was great.

People loved his love.

But near the end of their relationship, when Eleanor was a big deal and he was constantly fighting with Harry about one thing or another, the Larry Shippers all became nuisances to Louis. They became arguments. They became another reason to keep him from Harry. They ruined a lot of good things.

Afterwards, when all was said and done, Louis really formed his love/hate relationship. He had his days when he blamed Larry Shippers for ruining everything good in his life (even though it was not their fault), but there were also days when he was glad they were there. Because they proved it happened. Even though they technically never had any proof, it was like an archive of the best times of his life.

Basically, it became a great way to torture himself when he was really drunk.

Ergo, love/hate relationship.

The Twitter storm had quickly reached Louis' family and friends, and when he had woken up the next day, it was to an overloaded phone. The oldest of his little siblings, Lottie, was the first text he read. It simply said: WHAT THE FUCK?????

Elegance ran in their family, clearly.

Even Liam had crawled out of whatever hole he had been hiding in, sending him a few texts back to back:

Ummmmmmmmm

Lol...

Mate..........

Clearly we need to catch up... when did you n Haz get back together? R u back together? I'm so confused.

Like. Really confused. Hit me up when you can. Love ya bro !

There were also texts from Louis' younger siblings, along with Stan and a few other mates who lived back in the UK. Louis was immediately overwhelmed by all the texts and all the questions because--he hadn't processed it himself yet. He replied to Liam ("Loooooooooong story, mate. Skype on Saturday?"), replied to Lottie ("Language, Charlotte !!!! I promise to fill you in soon... love you! xx."), and then decided that Future Louis would deal with everybody else.

It was only eleven in the morning after all, and his head was still fuzzy from yesterday.

After spending so much time with Harry the day before, Louis used this day as much-needed Harry detox. It was Niall's last full day in town, but they were both so exhausted from all the antics of the day before that they decided to just veg out on the couch all day and order pizza for dinner. Neither of them had gotten properly dressed that day, Niall in the same outfit that he had slept in, and Louis had traded in his pajama pants for trackies and a hoodie at some point.