fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Fifteen

HEY SO I WROTE THE NEW FANFIC IN WHICH HARRY'S AN X FACTOR JUDGE AND LOUIS' A CONTESTANT. IT'S CALLED "BREATHE ME"

YOU GUYS SHOULD TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK :)

Mood: Renegades by X Ambassadors

Harry was standing by the door, smiling sadly at Louis. He had to drive to his family's house and honestly, he didn't want to leave. His duffel bag with his clothes was in the car he drove up here. It was only six but he had about two hours to drive back home.

Louis leaned against the wall, sighing sadly.

"Do you have to go?" He asks. Harry nods.

"I'm gonna stay with my family for a few days then on New Years I have to be with Taylor and then I have to finish the tour." the tall lad explains.

Oh. Louis has completely forgotten about Taylor.

"So are you and Taylor...?" Harry gags.

"Of course not! I mean--she's a pretty woman but I'm not...I'm not into women." He says. Louis giggles. Harry pulls him in for a kiss.

"I'm so glad I chose to come here." Harry mumbles against his lips. Harry pushes him against the wall, kissing him roughly, before pulling away.

"I'll...call you." Harry finally says, before walking out of the house, snowflakes falling on his brown hair. Louis watches him from the door. He watches him get in his car and watches as the car drives away until it's just a speck in the horizon.

"You're so fucking whipped." Eleanor's voice caused him to jump. He turned to look at her and sighed.

"I think you're right." Louis made his way to his bedroom and tried to forget about those damn emerald eyes.

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Harry parked his car and got out, walking up the familiar steps to his home. He knocked on the door, even though he had the key's and waited for his mum to answer. Seconds later a woman with long brown hair and kind hazel eyes opened the door. Anne.

"Harry!" She threw her arms around him and pulled him into the house.

"Mum." Harry whispers, wrapping his arms around her, hugging her tightly. He pressed himself into her neck.

"I missed you." She says before pulling away, "Now, do you mind tell me who this boy that you had to absolutely spend Christmas with?"

Harry blushes.

"Um, his name is Louis and he's actually really, really amazing." Harry twiddles his fingers. Anne holds up a finger before calling his sister Gemma downstairs.

She throws herself on Harry when she sees him and sits on the couch.

"What's the gossip?" she asks and props her chin on her palms.

"Harry's new boyfriend." Anne states.

"He's not my--"

"Yet." Gemma interrupts, "Have you guys kissed?"

Harry's cheeks redden even further.

"Oh my God, you have! Do you have a picture of him so I can see who's this boy that stole my baby brother's heart?" Harry pulls out his phone and goes on Instagram, searching up Louis' account and showing a selfie that he had.

"Oh, he's cute." Anne says.

"Mum." Harry internally face palms.

"What? I'm being honest!" She giggles.

"Enough about me. How are you guys? Oh and do you guys want to come to New York with me for New Years?" He tries to change the subject. His family was always very...engaging about Harry's personal life. They knew about his preferred taste to men than girls and they knew when he was in love.

"That's not important right now--"

"Of course its important! My baby has a new boyfriend!" Anne giggles and Harry rolls his eyes. He stands up and heads to the kitchen.

"He's not my boyfriend." Although he wants him to be.

"Then what is he?" Gemma asks.

"I--I don't know...but...I really like him. I don't know if he likes me though. Like, I don't know if he likes me for my money...or for me. He's a fan." Harry explains.

"A fan?" 

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The next day Louis woke up, his phone playing the familiar ringtone of Harry's voice. He picked it up, answering it with a gruff voice.

"Hello?" 

"Lou? Sorry--I woke you up didn't I? I didn't mean to. I can call you back later--"

"It's fine. I had to wake up anyway. I have work today." Louis sat up yawning loudly.

"Oh. Where do you work?"

"At a movie theatre." Louis answers. He hears Harry hum on the other line.

"What did you need?" 

"Oh! I just wanted to hear your voice." Harry mumbles, sounding embarrassed, "I sound dumb, don't I?"

Louis blushes.

"No you don't. It's actually really cute." The smaller lad admits shamefully. Harry laughs and he hears him shuffling around.

"My family won't stop talking about you." Harry says suddenly.

"Why? Do they not like me or something?" Louis asks, chewing on his thumbnail. Nervous habit.

"No. It's quite the opposite really. They adore you, and they haven't even met you." Harry chuckles. The small boy stands up and makes his way to the one bathroom they had in their flat.

"I'll be back. I have to take a shower. Call me in, like, twenty minutes." 

"Okay, babe." Louis' skin feels warm with the nickname. He hangs up and discards his clothes before stepping in the shower.

He washes himself quickly, eager to get back on the phone with Harry, and steps out within minutes of getting in.

He was getting dressed when Harry called back. He wore black skinnies and a red and black shirt for his work. He rushed to answer his phone and was met by a glee Harry.

"Are you going to work now?" He asks.

"Yeah. I'm actually walking out the door."

"What about Eleanor? Does she have a job?"

"Yeah, but she works later. She works at a salon." Louis explains as he heads out. He's walking as Harry continues to talk about how she should fix his hair sometime.

"I think you'd look good in braids." Louis offers.

"Really? I want to try it out sometime." They both chuckle. This is how Louis likes to be. Carefree, laughing, and just having fun. 

Their laughs die off until the line is silent.

"Hey Lou?" Harry asks, suddenly shy.

"Yeah?"

"I want you to fall in love with me." The words catch him off guard.

"Why?" The next words cause him to stop in his tracks.

"Because I want to fall in love with you."