Falling (A Larry Stylinson And Niam Horayne Fan Fiction)

Falling (A Larry Stylinson Fan Fiction)

~ 5 MINUETS AGO ~

harry's p.o.v.

They boys and I were at our first gig at this new bar. It's sort of like an open mic night but my bands being payed to entertain the crowd till they get drunk enough to do it themselves. "Alright how you all doing tonight?!" Anthony screamed Into the mic at this little bar. It was cute if I do say so myself. It had a polished wood bar with half empty bottles and liquor lining it. The walls had this sort of old crumbling grey paint look to it, supper cool if you ask me. And the audience was great as well. Lots of girls dressed as sluts but in my opinion it makes them feel pretty so let them feel pretty.

I soon started look at the staff, their was a very busy blonde girl with a scoop neck black tank top and blue jeans and she looked only 17 years old but she had beautiful tattoos.

Their were three other guys working at the bar and serving drinks, one of them with sandy light brown hair was walking around serving drinks to the girls nothing about him caught my eye really except for his really cool shirt. It's black and v neck with a floral pocket that seems like only he could pull off.

The other guy was very tall with a muscular build working behind the bar mixing drinks and doing tricks. He had light brown eyes that made his muscular build fade out and he just looked like a lost puppy. He was wearing a captain America shirt with just slender plain black jeans that fit him well round the bum area.

Then their was the worker that stood out the most to me. He was in the back with brown feathery wisps of hair and the bluest eyes I've seen. He had a tan completion as aposed to my pail one. He was pretty short and just the perfect amount of muscle and he had tattoos as well. Not to many but interesting ones that I want to ask him about and find the meaning behind them. His eyes and his position of leaning up agains the wall with his arms crossed made them flex and just damn he has some biceps. I did a once over on his outfit and saw a faint six pack outline threw his tight red shirt. He wore black jeans as well but my FAVORITE part of his outfit was his matching red Doc Martins. Yup he's gay and thank god too.

"HARRY!" Everyone in The audience laughed and that's when

I realised I was totally zoned out for about 3 minuets. I'm sorry Dylan what were you saying? I asked. "I asked do you have any stories you want to share about this song that you wrote?" Oh uh yeah I do actually thanks Dyl! " I wrote this song last year actually when I first discovered that I was bisexual. I remember my sister was the only one who knew about me and- look I'm sorry but I can't concentrating right now Dylan sorry." I stated. "What's wrong Harry?" With a generally concerned face. "Im sorry everybody but that boy over their pressed up against the wall is really distracting me and I'm not continuing to sing until he tells me his name.

~ 1 hour ago ~

harrrrrrrrrrryyyyyy we started set up 30 minuets ago and you still havent done anything! Aaron complained. i just smirked back at him and took another sip of my coffee. "Aaron stop complaining i just finished setting up" Dylan screamed to him from accross the bar.

Everyone started walking into the bar 20 minuets after we finished setting up. Dylan got on drums, John on guitar, and Aaron and i on vocals. We started to warm up together untill everyone in the bar started to settal down.

"Hello everyone my name is harry, my names Aaron, my names Dylan, and my names John." Dylan started off by Saying something along the lines of " we're here to play you a few songs tonight hope you enjoy them blah blah blah..."

We started singing "Can't Hold Us" my favorite one of our coveres by Mackelmore and Ryan Lewis. And soon enough we went threw two more songs.

~ Now ~

"Louis, the names Louis." The cute guy said. "Oh well this ones for blue eyes." I said cheekally giving a wink. He just looked Down blushing and embarrassed.

I started singing my lyrics to my song "same love" but looking at Louis the whole time. I couldn't help but notice that he's been acting strange unlike any of the other people here. I needed to get to know him and figure him out, he intreeges me and I don't know why. Maybe it's the way that he looks shy and broken, or the fact that he's so figetty. Whatever it is I'm 100 percent determined to figure him out. One way or another.