Larry Stylinson ao3 one shots.

Speechless

Written by:Mewmewgodess

Summary:It was due to unfortunate circumstances that Louis had to start doing Youtube videos, trying his best to make ends meet for a charity he wouldn't have started if he'd had any other choice. It was by chance that he caught the attention of one Harry Styles, member of One Direction and the only boy in the world to ever make him speechless.

One awful knock knock joke and everything goes downhill from there.

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Blank screen. Click. Light. On the screen appeared a boy with lightly tanned skin, feathery brown hair, and bright blue eyes. There were bags under his eyes, betraying his joyful façade and showing his... Fatigue? Distress? There was something off, clearly. Pink lips stretched out into a smile, the entire picture slightly blurred due to an old webcam.

"Hello people of Youtube! I'm Louis Tomlinson, as you can maybe tell from the username. I'm here to propose a challenge. Here's what's up. On September 4th, three weeks ago today, I was at Uni with my best mate Stan. We're outside having lunch at these picnic tables outside campus, that they have at most schools right? We're eating and having a laugh and suddenly Stan's on the ground... He fell over and he's on the ground, and..."

He cuts himself off, looks off to the side and he visibly composes himself. It takes only a couple seconds before he returns his eyes to the screen, his smile (now clearly forced) back in place.

"Can't talk about it yet, it seems." His smile is self-loathing contorted into an action, "Turns out it was his heart. Gave out on him. All of a sudden. Like... Boom. Not working. And then I find myself getting rid of our shared flat, my car, basically anything I had that was worth a little bit of money to try and pay for his treatments. His parents and I managed to pay for his treatments until December 31st. This is where you, and I, come in. The insurance refused to pay for, well, anything.

And Stan needs to do some sort of heart surgery. I don't know much, to be honest. The details were just... Gross to listen to. Normally for this kind of surgery a patient could wait over a year before getting the opportunity to get it done, but we got really lucky on this. There was an opening on December 24th and we took it. Of course we took it! But the hospital is aware of the money struggles we've had. They want the money before the operation. Or they won't do it. So, I told them, more like signed a contract with blood... That we'd have the money by December 24th, 9 a.m."

The boy sighed, placing his head in his hands in a show of weariness, but it lasted merely a moment.

"I'll make this brief. I told myself I'd never do something like this, but desperate times, right? In the description box down here, there will be a link to make donations. Even if it's a quarter, it still makes a difference. If everybody on earth gave a penny, we'd have like, six million pounds. Or something like that. The surgery is 121,284 pounds. That's like ten million people giving a penny. I'm no good at math, to be honest. Anyways, all donations will obviously go straight to the surgery, I myself will be putting money in every so often, so you can look for my name if you doubt it.

Now here's the 'challenge' part. I'm calling this a Quest. This is my Quest to gather 121 thousand pounds, and on a Quest there must be challenges right? So, until December 24th, you can challenge me, or bet me, whatever, to do some shit, at my home or in public, in favour of money. Nothing sexual please and thank you."

He swept his hair to the side, a wry smile on his lips.

"So if you'd like to embarrass someone, or make someone do stupid shit, here's an opportunity. I'll be filming it all and I'll be putting up the videos here on my Youtube channel, as proof."