larry one shots

Late Night Talking

SUMMARY: Louis and Harry are best friends. Louis has the stupid idea to watch "The Ultimate Larry Stylinson Marathon". Things escalate, confessions are made, heartbeats stutter.

*January 2020*

L: I haven't seen you in ages mate

L: AGGGGESSSSS

L: I miss my best friend

H: what do you need

L: don't throw shade Harold

L: I only need to see my bestest mate.

L: you don't trust me

H: Louis

L: okay fine I need you to try this song idea with me

H: I'm on promo tour right now

L: yeah I know you slow fuck I've just seen that on the gram

H: who the f still says the gram

L: who says who the f?? Just say fuck Harry it's not like Santa is watching over you

H: watch your mouth, you're the one who needs me

L: as if you don't miss my cuddles

H: ...

H: okay I do

L: good so lets skip the banter and go to the cabin

H: why? Can't I just come over in London?

L: we need creativity for songwriting dickhead

H: if you're gonna insult me in every message you can shove your song idea up your arse

L: I'd love to, but there is no song to shove up any arses. You need to write it with me

H: ugh fine

L: yayyy

L: when are you free?

H: promo will be over in two weeks then I'm off

L: Okay I'll see you at the cabin then

H: are you already there?

L: yep

H: what are you gonna do in the meantime then

L: write tons of songs about my endless love for you, babe

H: very funny

(Upbeat transition music)

Exactly two weeks later, Jonny pulls up at the back exit of the airport with a black range rover, getting out to open the back door for Harry. Harry smiles at him warmly and then thanks Cal, his bodyguard for getting him through the airport safely and unseen.

"No problem mate" Cal says with his deep voice. What probably should be a friendly pat on his shoulder, almost makes Harry fall over. Cal is strong. Harry pats his arm awkwardly in return, says his goodbye and then gets into the car without further ado because he doesn't want to blow up his cover the last second.

"Exhausted?" Jonny grins as he gets into the drivers seat and smiles at Harry through the rear view, seeing how he slumps and stretches on the backseat, not a single muscle in his body functioning anymore.

"Yeah" He only breathes out and closes his eyes.

"Where to?" Jonny asks, starting the navigation system. "Your place?"

Harry would love to say yes, to just go home and sleep for about seventeen hours. But. He made a promise. "The cabin"

"The cabin?" Jonny asks. It's not that he doesn't know what or where the cabin is, just that he probably didn't expect Harry to immediately go there after weeks and weeks of flying around the planet, having spent more time in the air than on the ground.