Gay Band | Larry - AU |boyxboy

7

The awards show went smoothly and dispute the anxious feeling in the back of his mind, Louis actually had a good time. He was smiling, cracking jokes, and even having a laugh with Harry. Although he claims he was just "acting the part" he had a good time with Harry.

They were currently sitting on the couch in Louis' flat where Harry was required to stay the night to make it look "scandalous" like they had sex that night to keep everyone on their toes.

Harry had been designated to the couch by order of Louis, despite Harry claiming it was "against his human rights" and Louis replying that he "doesn't give a shit", he was currently scrolling through the pictures already uploaded to Twitter of the two of them.

Louis was in the kitchen making a cup of tea when he heard Harry laughing to himself.

"What's so funny?" Louis asks, leaning on the door frame of the living room holding his tea. Harry looks up with a grin.

"You're so short." He laughs. "How tall even are you?"

"I'm 5'9"." Louis says proudly.

"Yeah and I'm 4' 11". " Harry replies sarcastically trying to hold in the laugh.

"I am 5'9"!" He protests.

"Whatever you say love." Harry says looking back at the screen.

"I am!" Louis says. Harry chuckles and turns the laptop to show Louis the picture of the two of them.

"Well I'm 6'1", and you look incredibly short compared to me so..."

"Well everyone is short compared to you, you're a fucking giraffe!"

"Well have you ever thought that maybe you're just a tiny little mouse?"

"I am not a rat!"

"Never said you were a rat love." Harry says looking at Louis smiling. "Mouse"

"I am not a rodent, you peasant."

"I think that's animal abuse?" Harry laughs.

"Ugh I cannot believe you." Louis scoffs.

"Cannot believe me?" Harry asks. "You're the one I cannot believe."

"And why is that?" Louis asks, Harry laughs at the at the trap Louis has put himself into.

"Because you're not 5'9"."

Louis only scoffs, deciding that he would not win the battle and it would only role him up more. He shakes his head and leaves the room to put his cup away.

Harry is still smiling to himself after Louis leaves and continues to check the Twitter feed.

@Harry_Styles: You're not 5' 9" ;)

@Louis_Tomlinson: some people just don't know when to quit !

@Harry_Styles: Fight to the death they always say.

@Louis_Tomlinson: was banter, now it is dead, rip

@Harry_Styles: Oh no, it's just getting started. :) x

The banter through Twitter caused an uproar with the fans, both of the boys looked through the replies laughing.

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"Harry !!" Louis screams from his room. It was almost one in the morning, three hours since the banter had ended, and Harry ran into the room half asleep, gasping for breath when he arrives.

"Wh-what happened?" He pants.

"Look ! Look what's trending !" Louis shouts pointing at the screen.

Harry rolls his eyes.

"Louis, I thought you were hurt, or dying !"

"Well I might as well be dead." Louis replies over dramatically.

"Why?"

Louis turns the the computer towards Harry and he looks at the trends.

Worldwide Top Trends

#LouisIsNotFiveNine

#LouisIsShort

Harry laughs at the top two trends.

"Now your fans know the truth." He says laughing while Louis scowls at him. Harry looks back at the screen and notices another trend.

#Larry

"Larry?" Harry says to himself.

"What?" Louis asks confused.

"Larry." Harry repeats pointing at the hashtag.

"Larry." Louis says. "That's us."

"Thats us."

A million things were racing through the two boys minds. Harry felt giddy and excited. While Louis looked at Harry smiling while Harry went through some of the funny moments from their night. It seemed like the more time he spent with Harry the more tolerable he was. But Louis also knew Harry had been drinking, not enough to be drunk, but enough to be tipsy, and that soon enough he'd go back to the cocky asshole like he always did when these things happened.

Louis wanted to soak all of it in before this side of Harry left and the other one returned. So they both were sat on the bed going through edits of them, laughing at the fan fiction that the fans had already written. It wasn't before long that it was five in the morning and Louis eyes were drooping as he leaned against Harry.

"Go to bed love. You're falling asleep." Harry said.

"M not falling asleep." Louis groaned.

"Yes you are, now get into bed."

"Fine." Louis said but made no effort to move.

After waiting a couple of seconds for Louis to move, Harry got up and took Louis with him to the top of the bed and laid him down under the duvet.

He turned to leave the room when he was stopped by a voice laced with sleep.

"Don't leave."

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to the couch."

"No, stay here." Louis whined.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked not wanting to overstep a boundary.

At this point neither boy knew what they were doing, it was way to late to be thinking clearly and Louis wanted this Harry for as long as he could get him.

"Yes, now shut the f.uck up and get over here."

Harry chuckled at his bluntness before walking over and climbing into bed with Louis.

"This is as far as I go, do not even try spooning me." Louis said.

"Wouldn't dream of it sweetheart."

What were with these names? Louis thought. They made him feel like an 11 year old girl in school.

Not worrying about the repercussions that come with morning, both boys stayed exactly where they were, neither one of them dared to leave.

"Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Louis."