Larry Stylinson oneshots [imagines]

Stubborn little Lou

Everyone who has heard the name Louis Tomlinson, knows that he's a stubborn guy. Literally always needing to win games, fights, be right about everything and a lot more. He finds it hard to say sorry with his pride and he hates admitting he's wrong. Literally the only person who he'll slip up to occasionally is Harry, his boyfriend of 3 years. Harry remembers the time they were going to go camping in the this is us movie.

"Louis pack your jumpers and make sure you have a set of clothes for tomorrow." Harry yelled while Louis was playing Fifa on the PS4. "Sure Haz." Louis said in a monotone voice not paying attention. "What did I just say?" Harry asked walking up to him, wanting to know if Louis actually heard anything he said. "That's great." Louis replied not making any sense.

Harry rolled his eyes and grabbed the control out of Louis' hands. "Harry what the bloody hell was that for?" Louis said groaning. "Louis William Tomlinson you need to pack your clothes so you won't be freezing your arse off tonight." Harry said pulling his boyfriend off from the couch dragging him into their bedroom.

"It's summer it won't be that cold and besides we'll have a Bon fire, you're over packing Harold." Louis said huffing and flopping down on the bed. Harry jumped on top of Louis tickling him on his neck and under his feet. Louis started to giggle (he called them manly chuckles) and he weakly tried to bat Harry away but couldn't because it was too much.

After Louis could barley breathe Harry stopped, pulling Louis to his chest. "I'm not over packing, you're under packing." Harry said wiggling his eyes brows. Louis rolled his eyes and kissed Harry's cheek wrapping his arms around his shoulders for a hug. Harry hugged back signing in pure happiness.

They soon packed, Louis still not really packing anything and they were set to go. Harry being be amazing boyfriend he is, packed some extra clothes for Louis.

Harry texted the boys saying they would be at the camp sight in 2 hours and the boys texted back all saying the same thing.

Harry got into the drivers seat and Louis climbed into shotgun, picking out music to listen to. Harry pulled out from their driveway and started to drive down there road eventually getting on the highway.

With soft music and Harry's smooth driving, Louis fell asleep in 15 minutes. Looking over to see Louis getting goosebumps, Harry grabbed a blanket from under Louis' feet and placed it on him with one hand while the other was still on the wheel.

Louis still asleep sensed his touch and snuggled further into the blanket. Harry smiled dimples popping into his cheek and kept driving, a little slower wanting to not wake up Louis.

After an hour Louis woke up and they still had an hour left. "He looked around confused before asking Harry, "how did this blanket come on me?"

"I put it on you, you looked cold." Harry said not taking his eyes off the road. "You almost killed us putting a blanket on me?" Louis asked dramatically. "Lou don't be a drama queen." Harry said smirking shaking his head a little.

"I'm just saying risking our lives so I won't be cold? I mean that's pretty dramatic." Louis said feeling smug.

Harry mumbled an "mhmmmm" and they left it at that. After 2 minutes Harry licked his lips saying "I'm thirsty, give me water yea?"

Louis saw a plastic bottle next to him with water and he opened it up. He took a sip first before holding it up to Harry's lips so he could drink to until Harry Pulled away from the bottle. "Water tastes like plastic." Harry said scrunching his nose.

"You're so spoilt Harold." Louis said drinking more water which tasted fine to him. "Of course I am, I'm used to non plastic tasting water." Harry said sarcastically and Louis laughed. After another half hour of driving, laughing and simply enjoying each other's company, they reached the sight and saw the other boys cars already parked.