fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Seven

Mood: New Romantics by Taylor Swift

The lights went off, the screens on the stage lighting up the black arena.

Louis and Eleanor screamed, gripping onto each other. This is the moment they've been waiting for.

After their meet with Harry, Daisy ushered them out, saying Harry needed to do his soundcheck.

They went back out, leaving them to spend their money on merchandize and overpriced water.

But now, the chords to Clouds was playing and this has to be one of the best moments of someone's life.

Louis gripped on Eleanor's forearm, trying to hurt her. They were in the far back, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was Harry who walked out, belting out the first note of the song.

Louis and Eleanor start jumping, screaming the lyrics and smiling.

"...love is never ever simple. Some day you're gonna see the things that I see..."

Harry was just absolute perfection. He was wearing a plain white shirt, Louis could see his cross necklace hanging from his neck on the screen and black skinnies. His hair was already flowing in different directions, covering his face in a beautiful way.

Louis loved this feeling. The music running through his body, jumping and smiling so much it hurts. It was all so amazing.

He never wanted this to end.

☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆

"So, how are all you lovely people tonight?" Harry asks into his microphone. He gets loud screams from every direction. He laughs and nods.

"Glad you're having fun." He directs his attention to some signs. He laughed and read a few out loud.

"Spelling error over there! Here hand me that!" He gets a security guard to hand him one of the posters and fixes 'your' to you're'.

"There! That's better." He signs it and hands it back. He hears a few laughs and smiles. He loved making people happy.

He knows Louis is somewhere in here, most likely in the back, so he tries to make this one of his best shows.

It's not like he was trying to impress him or anything...

He went on to introduce the next song, Little Things. He sat at the end of the catwalk and waited for the music to start.

He hoped Louis liked it. He looked around at the all the lights, that moved from left to right in unison. He sang his heart out, closing his eyes and feeling the lyrics, the music coursing through his body.

He swayed slightly, his hand resting on his thigh as he sang.

Then it went downhill.

"I'm in love with Lou, and all his little things." The audience cheered loudly, bursting into hysteria.

Harry cursed himself before continuing as if nothing had happened. He could hear the confusion in the crowd but he dismissed it.

Once the song ended he stood up and bowed. He never really knew why he did that, he just did.

He went on to talk about random things.

"Are there any dads here?" He said and earned roar of screams. He pointed to some of them and waved.

Fans screamed and everything was as it should be.

***

He was playing the last of his songs, Best Song Ever, and he was glad the concert was just about over. He needed to get back to the tour bus. He needed time to think.

The music started and Harry thanked everyone who showed up, telling them how much fun he had.

The music started playing louder and the fans started screaming. Then he started to sing.

"Maybe its the way she walked, straight into my heart and stole it." Good so far.

"Through the doors and passed the guards, just like he already owned it."

Damn it.

He faltered a bit but kept singing, shaking his head.

The fans went into a frenzy, screaming louder than before and yeah they probably suspect something by now.

He tried to ignore them and finish the song but today just wasn't his day.

"Said I had a dirty mouth, but he kissed me like he meant it." His hands were shaking slightly and he was starting to sweat but he ignored.

Just a few more lyrics. This was so unlike him.

He's never been like this before.

God, he's probably embarrassing himself to no end. His manager isn't going to like this. Especially when its all over the news.

The song finished and he ran into the open screen, hearing the screams behind him.

He gets handed a towel to clear himself from the sweat and a water bottle. He drinks it slowly just as Daisy ushers over to him, her lips tight.

"What happened out there?" She asks and he shrugs. He didn't want to talk about this.

"Is it that boy? Is that why you let him come backstage earlier?" She asks as he hands her his microphone.

"Daisy..." He didn't know what to say honestly. Yes? Louis was cute. No, he was beyond cute. He was perfect. He was...

"Harry?"

His manager, Richard, was standing in front of him with angry eyes.

"Yeah?" He knew what was coming.

"Would you mind explaining to me what the fuck happened out there?" He seethed. Harry flinched.

"I-I don't know--"

"You don't know? Well I hope you know that this will be all over the news and your career will flop. Is that what you want? To ruin all of this," he gestures around him, "for a stupid crush? On a boy?"

"Leave him alone." Daisy says, "It's not his fault, Richard. He was just off his game tonight."

Harry stood by silently, looking down. Of course he didn't want to ruin this. This was his life.

"Richard, I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I promise." Harry whispers.

"Better fucking not. You're one of the worst fucking clients I've ever had." He grunts, turning to leave.

Harry sighs as he makes his way to his dressing room. Richard walks in front of him, talking on his cell. Eventually he turns to Harry abruptly, the younger boy almost crashing into him.

"This dumb boy is going to make you lose your job." He says.

"Well what do you want me to do?" Harry asks, and he damn wishes he never asked that.

"I want you stop talking to him."

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Tysm! Ily guys sorry for the late update. I was busy with school.