fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Three

"Do you feel better?" Eleanor asks and Louis groans.

"What happened?"

"Kinda surprised you with Harry Styles tickets and you-"

"YOU GOT ME WHAT?"

"Tickets...to go see...Har-"

"I LOVE YOU! HOLY SHIT I LOVE YOU!" Louis yelled causing Eleanor to jump back. Louis sat bolt upright on the couch and smiled.

"How long was I out?"

"Couple minutes. Thought you died." she mumbled nonchalantly.

"How'd you get me on the couch."

"You're so small. I dragged you." she said.

"I'm not that small." He mumbles and El raises her eyebrows.

"If little ol'me can carry you then you're pretty small." She says scruffling his hair.

"Okay okay. We're getting off topic. When the fuck did you get me the tickets?"

"Okay so you remember three weeks ago when you came into my room and I had my laptop and I suddenly closed it and you accused me of watching lesbian porn?" Eleanor asks and Louis nods his head.

"Well I was actually buying the tickets to surprise you. We leave for the Wembly Stadium tomorrow. It's a two hour drive. The concert is the day after." Eleanor said, she had to admit she was excited. She and Louis have been blogging about Harry since 2011 and she was just thrilled.

"I love you so much right now. I can literally kiss you."

"Ew." she mumbles, scrunching up her nose, "The thought of kissing any boy sounds awful."

"The thought of kissing any girl is gross." Louis mumbles with a smile pulling on his lips.

"Idiot."

"I love you too."

"Yeah, yeah."

****

The next day Louis and Eleanor were up bright and early the next day to choose their outfits for the days that lay ahead.

Louis put on a pair of grey sweats and navy blue jumper with his ratty Vans. Eleanor looked almost exactly the same, but with a brown jumper and he hair up in a bun. It was their traveling clothes. Louis stuffed his best clothes in a duffel bag while El did the same. They grabbed whatever spare cash they had to pay for the crappy hotel they were staying at and for merch at the actual concert.

They walked out the door, the cold December air, hitting them straight in the face. Although it was almost the end of the month, the snow hasn't stuck to the ground. Thankfully it wasn't snowing that morning. The snow that was left over from the night before was ugly snow, more brown that white, mixing with the dirt.

Louis put the two duffel bags in the trunk of their old 2005 Honda Accord. It wasn't the best thing in the world, hell it was an ugly beige color that looked like puke, but it got them around.

Louis talked animatedly on the phone to Niall, chatting about their plans and shit while Eleanor sat patiently in the passenger side of the car.

"Okay, have to go! I'll see you! Love you!" he says making a kissing noise before hanging up.

Eleanor was posting a selfie on their fan account, her eyes were wide and she had a bright smile on her face as she announced that they were going to Harry's concert tomorrow.

Louis got into the driver's side and buckled up.

"Ready?" he asks turning to look at his best friend. She squeals and nods frantically.

"Let's go see Harry fucking Styles!" Louis yelled as he turned on the car and drove off.

****

They pulled up to one of the many Best Western hotels in London and parked their car before getting out. Louis went inside and was met with a rather cute lad behind the counter. He had blonde hair that stuck up in a quiff and his eyes were perfectly hazel. He couldn't be no older than 24.

He had a nametag. Brendon. Cute.

"Hello. Welcome to Best Western." He mumbles sounding bored.

"Um hi. One room please? Two beds?" Brendon nods, pulling his lip between his teeth.

"What's a cute boy like you doing here by yourself?" he asks raising his eyebrows. Louis blushed.

"He's not alone. His best friend is with him." Eleanor interrupts as she opens the door.

"Oh?" Brendon mumbles typing away on the computer, "He wouldn't want to spend a couple minutes taking a tour of the hotel would he? I can show him the rooms."

"Not interested." Louis says. Sure the guy was cute, just not his type.

"You sure, sweetheart?" He asks and Louis nods, pushing his glasses up awkwardly.

"We'd like our room now please." Eleanor says and Brendon sighs before grabbing a cardkey.

"Room 201. 72 pounds even." he says and Eleanor hands him the money.

She grabs the cardkey, a bit too harshly, and glares at the boy with dark eyes. They walk out without another word and make it to their room, duffel bags in hand.

"That guy was a creep." El mutters.

"Tell me about it." Louis whispers, knowing no one could hear them. Eleanor giggles as she opens the door. Louis puts the bags down on one of the beds and smiles.

"Tomorrow we're seeing one of the best people in our lives but today we should go window shopping." Eleanor says and the lad rolls his eyes. It was one of Eleanor's habits. Window shopping. He hated it. He didn't like to see he wanted knowing he couldn't get it.

"How about another time, El? I'm dead tired." Louis says dramatically, "We're only 20. We've still got our whole lives ahead of us.

"Fine." she huffs before grabbing her phone and checking twitter. Louis falls to the bed and the room is silent for a few moments. Eleanor was randomly scrolling through different accounts when some update account caught her attention.

Harry is at a record store in London, England.

"Holy shit. Louis get your good clothes on."

"Why?" Louis mumbles his voice muffled by the pillow. He really just wanted to sleep. He was not in the mood, nor will he ever be, to go window shopping.

"Harry's walking in London. We're gonna go Harry hunting."

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