Infinity (Larry Stylinson One-Shots)

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Summary: Harry and Louis announce their relationship at the last OTRA concert

Harry's POV:

The roar of the crowd sounded through the thin black curtain concealing us from the stage.  I paced anxiously back and forth, the nerves of tonight's final show getting to me.  This was it; five years of performing with the best guys in the world, and now it was over.  We had all come so far, more like brothers than anything else.  While we were excited to give one last performance in front of a sea of fans, we also didn't want it to end; with each song passing, meant one moment closer to the end. 

That wasn't the only thing on our minds tonight, though.  After years of restrictions and threats by management, Louis and I saw this show as our chance to give the world the truth.  We had been hidden and tormented for so long that we had finally had enough.  There was only so much we could take, at times ending it seemed like the best option despite the heartache it'd cause us.  Having to hide who we truly were was like having a piece of us ripped away.  Late nights spent apart while trying to keep up certain images, whether he was with Eleanor or a photographed with a random girl it was difficult knowing that that could never be us as long as we were under managements control. 

"Five minutes, Harry." Liam said, walking towards me while adjusting his inner ear. I offered him a weak smile, running my hand through my hair.  He gave me a knowing look and patted my shoulder.

"You've got this, Harry. I can't even imagine what these years have done to you and Louis, but this is your chance. You guys finally are able to be yourselves.  Think about the bigger picture and how great that's going to feel." He said reassuring me.  Liam always had a calming way about him. I was going to miss our late night conversations on the tour bus, or excited banter before a show. 

"I know, you're right.  It's just hard to believe that this is it, you know? Like all this time we've had to pretend to be people we're not, and now the world is going to see us for who we really are." I said slowly.  I took a deep breath through my nose and let it out, trying to get a better hold on my nerves.  I needed Louis.  Just being with him made me feel so much more secure and confident with our actions, everything would be okay as long as he was by my side.

"No matter what happens, you two will always have our support.  Don't doubt that." Liam said without missing a beat.  I knew that he and Niall would never leave Louis and I in a time like this.  They had been here from the beginning, both accepting and encouraging our relationship. I think they all knew even before Louis and I did. We weren't very subtle, I couldn't deny it, but from the moment we met I knew there was something special about him. I was immediately taken with him; the way he could make anyone laugh, or how he'd make a fool of himself just to make you feel better. What I loved most was how I was able to get to see the other side of him. The vulnerable, sweet man that was hidden beneath the jokes and messing around.

I loved how I was the one to wake up to his peaceful face resting on the pillow beside me in the morning, his eyebrows furrowing lost in whatever dream filled his mind. I loved the stolen glances and gentle kisses that reassured me that everything was worth it. Through all the contracts, cover ups and threats that we have been handed over the last five years, Louis was worth it.

"Hey, love, are you ready?" A gentle hand caressed my arm, breaking me from my thoughts. I looked over and met the eyes holding my soul. He smiled, his eyes crinkling in the corners. I couldn't help but return the gesture.

"Are you sure we can do this?" I asked, pulling him close in my arms. He reached up to take my face in his hands, forcing me to meet his gaze.

"Harry, we deserve this. It's just you and me. Nothing else matters. Not the critics, or the media, especially not management. I love you and that is what matters. Okay?" His confidence made me relax, the tense muscles in my back easing up. I rested my forehead against his, breathing in his comforting scent.