fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Thirty-Five

Mood: Secret Love Song by Little Mix

Louis blushes as everyone claps and looks down. He's never had this happen before. Sure, Eleanor always told him to audition for the X Factor but he always thought he was decent.

The clapping died down and Harry was still grinning like the maniac he is. He grabs Louis and kisses him hard, not caring that the others are watching. Louis squeaks but kisses back, wondering in the back of his mind whether it was fine that the other people were standing around watching them.

Harry pulls away, biting his bottom lip. He looked so beautiful with rosy cheeks and red bitten lips. How did Louis get so lucky?

****

Later that night, Louis and Eleanor found themselves with front row seats to Harry's concert.

As he belted out the lyrics to 'Where Do Broken Hearts Go' Eleanor was gripping Louis' hand and jumping wildly. People were staring at the two with curious eyes. They probably knew who he was.

When the song finished, Harry smiled and stood at the edge of the catwalk with his microphone.

"So if you haven't noticed one of my good friends and his frie--girlfriend--is with him. He's very smol, very very smol." Harry says, pointing to Louis who was blushing into Eleanor's neck furiously. He flipped him off and Harry giggled.

The people surrounding them were looking at the two with wide eyes and they started to ask questions.

"How do you know Harry?"

"How long have you known him?"

"You're girlfriend is so pretty!"

"Haven't I seen you two somewhere before?"

Louis flinched away from everyone and gripped onto Eleanor's waist roughly. Harry noticed his distress and walked to their side of the stage.

The girls completely ignored Louis when they saw him, trying to get closer to Harry. They screamed as he waved at them, some of the girls ogling him with such intensity, it made Louis uncomfortable. He knew it didn't mean anything to Harry but the way he smiled at the girls probably made them feel as if they were in love with him. Harry was just charming. Too charming.

The concert went on with Harry being the beautiful idiot he is and Louis gripping Eleanor's hand so tight, he wonders if he cut of her blood flow. It went well until the end of it.

One of the surrounding girls went up to them and smiled.

"Hey, so I asked earlier if I've seen you from somewhere and I remember now!" She says and Louis' eyes widen.

"You have?" He asks and Eleanor looks at the girl with curious eyes.

"Yeah! Didn't you two run that one fan account? The one that Harry liked and commented on?" She asks as Harry finished the last lyrics of the last song on the set list.

"Uh--"

"And didn't you always say you were gay on it? And weren't you a lesbian?" She questions and shit. What were they supposed to do?

"Well the account was old. Louis is actually bisexual and I'm straight. We just joke around a lot." Eleanor rushes out then blushes.

"Really? Why did you guys delete it?"

"We were tired of it." Eleanor says and looks down. The girl obviously doesn't believe her.

"How long have you two been dating?"

Louis and Eleanor both answer, one saying two years the other saying three. The girl raises her eyebrows at them. Eleanor just laughs awkwardly and slaps Louis' chest playfully.

"Oh babe, always forgetting our anniversary. Why do I even like you?" She says and Louis cracks a smile, rolling his eyes. The girl still looks skeptical and Louis doesn't know what to do.

Harry was still singing and Louis really just wanted to watch him finish but the girl wouldn't leave. In the end, Eleanor saved both their arses.

"Thank you for bringing me to this concert. It's the best gift anyone has ever given to me." With that she leans up and kisses Louis straight on the lips. He fights the urge to pull away and instead, reaches up to cup her cheek, trying to not look so uncomfortable.

It must work because when they pull away the girl coos on how cute they are and finishes watching the concert. Once Harry ends the song, he repeatedly thanks the stadium and walks into the sliding screen, blowing kisses to everyone and not so secretly winking at Louis.

Eleanor squeals and once the lights turn on people are already leaving the stadium. Eleanor jumps onto Louis' back, demanding a piggy back ride to backstage and Louis rolls his eyes, doing it anyway.

He wraps his arms under her legs as she curls her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He starts walking to one of the doors that leads to the back and he doesn't miss some of the fans that were scattered around the stadium taking pictures of them.

He smiles at one of the guards standing by the doors and he lets them in when he sees the backstage passes. Louis carries Eleanor until they're near Harry's dressing room.

He puts her on her feet and turns to face her. She was smiling widely. Louis has a smile playing on his lips.

"You gotta start working on your kissing techniques." Eleanor says as they make their way to Harry's dressing room.

"Why? Am I that bad?" Louis asks with a laugh.

"No but you look so uncomfortable." Eleanor states and Louis rolls his eyes.

"I'm sorry that being gay and kissing my lesbian friend makes me a little bit uncomfortable."

"Okay, same."

"Next time you're going to kiss me, give me a heads up so I can have some breath mints."

"Are you saying that I have bad breath?" Eleanor gasps. Louis giggles and doesn't reply. Eleanor huffs and pushes him roughly. It only makes Louis laugh harder.

"You're the worst fake boyfriend that I've ever." Eleanor says, crossing her arms and pouting like a child.

Louis laughs even harder.