Faith in the future (Larry One-Shots)

Request: Kissing the bad out of you

AN: Even though I'm writting about Larry being not together at the moment, in this one-shot, I want to clarify that I don't think they aren't. I think they are. But as I said, and with it we're already at the most important point:

Remember that a fanfiction is just the written Story of scenes we would like to be real, or images arising in our heads.

And it's the same this time. It was a request by harryloustan1 via Insta, who pictured the start-situation on her own and asked me to write an one-shot. It was my first request and it honestly felt kind of weird sometimes, because you'd want to meet the expectation of the person, asking for it. But in the end I'm really happy and pleased with the outcoming and I hope you'll have as much fun reading it, as I had writing.

Sending love <3
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Finshed: 29th March 2023

Words: 8.254 (before revision), 9.144 (after)

Summary: Stunts had always been something Louis and Harry had to deal with in their life as celebrities. Back in One Direction times, as much as nowadays. When they were together, as much as when they split up. And they got used to it. They didn't exactly feel what's what's meant with "joy" doing them, but they knew fighting against it would end in nothing, but disappointment and sadness. Their management thaught them how to act at those publicly "appearances" and they didn't accept incidents. Not anymore, not when they were in the business for years by now, but Harry couldn't care less. It wasn't even two months since Louis and him somehow broke up over a little disagreement, which turned into an awful argument and he missed him. Every single day. So when his managers called, informed him about the upcoming stunts he just nodded, accepted. Long story, short: At the chosen evening he ended up drunk enough not to lose a thought about what he was doing and how he was kissing Emily. And let's say - That was, what management called an incident.

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It wasn't his businnes. Louis was well aware that it was none of his business. Not at all. When he got on Twitter he had just wanted to read through all the incredible, sweet and loving feedback he got to "All of those voices" so far. He appreciated that his fans invested so much time in writing detailed, long feedbacks and the aim was to show as many of them as possible how grateful he was. Exactly how he had been doing the last days since he was back in Japan, Tokyo to be exact, but when he updated his feed again he couldn't oversee Harry, couldn't talk him into thinking they weren't in the same city anymore. Something he had repressed surprisingly well until now.

A blurry video showed up: the green-eyed was kissing a woman. Intensely kissing a woman. And Louis swallowed down the stifling feeling spreading in his whole body, did not pay attention to the wave of sadness, which was on the verge of simply taking him with it and ignored the burning feeling in his eyes to watch it. He had to. He couldn't withstand. Resist. The small whisper of his longing heart was enough and he had no chance of quiettening it down. He missed Harry even though seeing what he did felt unfair to him.

Because, It was not fair.

It wasn't fair that stunts like this one had been the reason they broke up.

It wasn't fair that it could and would never be him who got kissed by the other man publicly.

It wasn't fair, they had to hold out so much setbacks in their private and business life without getting anything back.

And it wasn't fair that Harry definitely would get in trouble for the terrible performance.

It just wasn't fair that they weren't together anymore and said stunts and the one's causing them, weren't entirely innocent of the outcome.