Strong (A Larry Stylinson Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

Louis POV

Harry and I were lying around in our hotel room. It was a wonderful day off before our next Europe show. I leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek. He slowly rolled over on his side and flashed that gorgeous smile at me. "Lou, what do you think the management meeting is about?" as he slowly began to stroke my stubble. "i would bet it has more to do about Zayn..." I softly said.

It had been a rough month. Zayn leaving the band had devastated all of us in different ways. Niall had locked himself in his room on several occasions after trying to fight back the tears. Liam had found comfort in Sophia, and we rarely saw him on days off. Harry, I think, had just become numb to the pain. I had a hard time containing my anger with Zayn. Leaving the tour early, leaving us, leaving me! He was my best mate. And that Naughty Boy bitch had taken him from us.

We as a band had come together to power through this tour though. We owed our fans and each other to succeed in the face of this bullshit. We were not about to let Zayn's stupid decision define who we were.

I tried to push Zayn out of my mind and focus on the boy with the curls stretched out in my bed. "Harry, let's not think about fucking management right now and focus on important things," as I pulled him closer. He squeezed my bum and teased, "Like what?" "Like me kissing every centimeter of your body," as I began to give him a gentle lovebite on his neck. He immediately spun me around and pinned me with his massive hands to the bed. Naughtily he said, "Not if I can beat you first!" I then began to struggle to pin him, hair flying, sloppy kisses landed and became lost in play with my adorable Harry Styles.