Larry Stylinson | Fanfics

I Can Survive You

Written by: thekeyhole

Summary:

Unfortunately for Louis, Harry held his most vicious card til the end, single handedly smashing Louis' dreams by taking him out at the end. Harry revealed to be a relentless player, hidden behind the intricate mask of weakness and loyalty that he had crafted over the thirty eight days they had spent together.

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Survivor AU Larry Stylinson

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Thighs aching and pain running through his body, Louis Tomlinson was ready to throw it all in. But he knew he couldn't, he knew how much this meant to him, he knew how loud he screamed when he ended that phone call, he knows exactly how much he needs to win this. The rickety ten foot pole holding him above the water rattles again, groaning under the weight of Louis.

It was day 37 and Louis was throwing his body and soul into the challenge that could potentially win him immunity and fast track him towards being crowned the Sole Survivor. He had come so far, he had exhausted every part of his being and followed his heart and he was finally here.

Feeling the vibration of the wind against of the pole, Louis focuses his vision towards the horizon, hoping it will give him stability. After a nerve-wracking wait, he flicks his eyes sideways just in time to see the groan and despaired expression of one of his contenders as he falls into the warm sea below.

Louis' pace quickened, there was moments between now and Louis holding immunity. That scrawny ball of bones Harry remained upright beside him though, and to be honest that was the largest surprise of the entire game. The youngster was still as scrawny as the first time Louis laid eyes on him, and honestly it was surprising that Harry had kept himself alive, let alone dragged himself through to the final three. Needless to say, Louis had been leading the game since the beginning, he established himself as a leader and managed to plunder the immunity challenges and orchestrate the most strategic and daring moves in the entirety of Survivor. Harry gawkily wandered through the game, running on pure faith and some sort of miracle to land his ass in the final few days of the game.

The wind rattled through again, Louis yet again taking focus on the horizon. The minutes ticked by, uneventful as ever, before they were interrupted by a tiny sneeze.

In hindsight, the sneeze was so tiny and unnoticeable, so controlled by Harry in an effort not to fall, that it should have had zero effect on Louis' stability.

But in that time frame, in that split second, Harry's tiny sneeze didn't just enhance the natural vibrations of Louis on the pole and cause him to shake and plummet into the ocean, it fractured Louis' life forever.

The ten foot fall into the water took a second or two, but the fall felt like eternity to someone like Louis Tomlinson. His fall from that pole represented his fall from the top of world, he saw it crash and shatter. Light and glass and dreams flew everywhere all at once.

Louis screamed, voice hidden by the blanket of water surrounding him before surfacing with a scowl so intense, the young Harry seemed frightened.

Louis reasoned that this Harry was a decent sort of person, and should take the blame for something that was clearly his fault.

But this was Survivor, there was no such thing as integrity or morals. It was a game, a game that paid a colossal reward to the one who manoeuvred through it best.

So, as it was inevitably revealed that there would be a final two, Louis held on to the chance that Harry would take him through to the end.

Unfortunately for Louis, Harry held his most vicious card til the end, single handedly smashing Louis' dreams by taking him out at the end. Harry revealed to be a relentless player, hidden behind the intricate mask of weakness and loyalty that he had crafted over the thirty eight days they had spent together.