Is That You, Louis?- Larry AU-

1. Louis?

A/N: So, I decided to leave you all with this prologue until it officially premieres in August.

So, enjoy until then!

~Hunter xx.

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Louis POV

“You need to tell him Lou! You can’t go on like this!” My sister yelled as I was taking off my stage clothes.

“Lottie, leave me alone, if I don’t want to tell him I don’t have to!”

“And possibly ruin your friendship?” She stated and my face faltered. I’ve never looked at it like that before, “See Lou, you never thought of it that way have you?” I just shook my head and a tear started to fall down my face.

“I didn’t want to tell him because I wanted to know if he was actually going to be my friend for just being Louis, not Tom Lewis…and now I think that I may lose the best friend I’ve always had and love.”

Lottie walks closer to me, “Lou, if you think he will stop being your friend because of this then there is something wrong with him. And with the way that he looks at you, there is no doubt in that boys brain that he is in love with you.” She kisses my forehead, wipes away my tears and leaves the dressing room.

Your all probably confused as to what is going on, let me introduce myself. My name is Louis Tomlinson and I’m living a double life as, Tom Lewis; don’t ask my mom came up with that name, not me. Anyways, I’ve been living a double life since I was about 14 and that was two years ago; fucking two years of lying to my best friend, Harry.

I want to tell him, but I don’t want anything to change. I just want it to be Harry and Louis, not Harry and Tom Lewis.

I sighed and finally decided to go into the bathroom to wash off this stage make-up. I was drying off my face when I heard a loud bang. I froze and started to freak out.

“Ouch…” I heard someone whisper, I could almost recognize that voice, but who was it?

Harry POV

Stupid Sammie for making me come here and try to get her an autograph of this stupid popstar. I don’t want to be here, I would rather be at my friend’s house playing FIFA, but no I got paid into do this.

I had to climb in through the air ducts to get into this room since they canceled the autographs due to some sort of re-schedule. But, I promised my baby sister to get his autograph, and I will get it for her.

I opened up the gate and my clumsy self I fall right onto the floor of the room.

“Ouch…” I whispered rubbing my shoulder from where I fell. I heard some rustling in the bathroom, and shit I got caught.

“Hello? Who is out there?”

Shit shit shit, I need to get out. As I was about to get into a hiding spot I heard a voice behind me, “You’re not very good at being quiet.”

I turn around and set my eyes on none other than Tom Lewis.

Louis POV

“Hello? Who is out there?” I yelled out into the room, and I got no answer but I still went out, not before I put my wig back on.

I set my eyes on the figure trying to hide him, and from the back he was fit as fuck.

“You’re not very good at being quiet.” And he turns around and my heart stops. Inside my dressing room is none other than my best friend, Harry.

I’m fucking screwed; if he looks into my eyes he will automatically know it’s me.

“Now before I call security, what are you doing in my dressing room?” I asked adverting my eyes from his.

“Err…my little sister wanted an autograph and you canceled. I just wanted to make her happy. I wasn’t planning on kidnapping you even though they would pay big money for your return.” Well, he is right; there will be a big amount.

“Fine, here,” I grabbed a photo and quickly signed it. I handed it over to him and our hands touched.

I looked up and met his green eyes.

“Is that you, Louis?”