Prologue
Louis's POV
I whistled as I pushed through the bathroom door backstage. When I turned into the section of the bathroom where the urinals were, I almost ran straight into a tall, built body.
"Oops-"
"Hi."
We said simultaneously and the guy smiled, showing of prominent dimples.
Something was interesting about this guy, but he was scary at the same time.
"I'm Harry." He informed and stuck out his hand. I grasped it and he gave it a firm shake.
"I'm Louis." I said and looked at the
ground, suddenly feeling weak standing in front of this strong, handsome lad.
Don't think this Louis, you're a guy.
Harry and I stepped to our individual
urinals and started chatting.
"So how old are you Lou?"
"Eighteen." I answered, nerves settling slowly.
"I'm sixteen." Harry nodded, shaking his curly brown locks. I was surprised that a guy taller than me was older, but I'm pretty sure everyone's taller than me.
"Well I'll see you around." I shrugged when I stopped peeing.
"Calm down Louis, I gotta wash my
hands, and I sure hope you do, too." Harry chuckled and turned on the faucet. I mimicked his actions and ran my small hands under the rushing water.
"So you're a singer." I said, my voice wavering as I dried my hands and threw the towelette away.
Harry nodded in response.
"Me too."
"Yah, someday I, Harry Styles, will be famous." He raised his hands to his chin and cocked his head.
"I hope I, Louis Tomlinson, will be
famous to." I grinned.
Harry pushed the door open to leave and I stepped forward quickly.
"Wait!" I fumbled in my pocket, making my keys jiggle as I retrieved the object I was looking for.
"What?" Harry looked puzzled.
"Picture. Take a picture with me so that when you're famous , I can remember meeting you!"
Harry squeezed next to me without a complaint, even though it was the cheesiest idea ever, and smile at my phone and I snapped a picture of us.
"Thank you." I breathed.
"Bye Louis! Good luck!" He chirped and left the restroom, the door clicking shut behind him.
Louis Tomlinson. You are not going to stand here thinking about some MALE.
"It's not like you'll ever see him
again Louis." I muttered to myself and left the X-Factor bathroom.
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Not A Chance {Larry Stylinson fanfic}
RandomLouis and Harry have had feelings for each other since they met, and they are but together in the same band by chance. But with the whole emerging band thing, do they have a chance?