fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Thirty-Eight

Mood: Pressure by The 1975

"Move to the right a bit." The photographer mumbled behind the camera. Louis sighed but moved anyways, shifting his feet slightly.

He slipped his hands in his pockets, turning his head to the right. Eleanor was lounging on the set, completely caught up in her new phone. They each got a new iPhone and honestly, Louis absolutely loved it.

It's been two weeks since he's last seen Harry but they managed to keep in touch with late night phone calls and FaceTime. Harry's birthday is coming up so he hopes to see him then.

He heard the camera going off multiple times and he continued to pose in different ways, hoping one of them will be okay.

"Okay. I think we're done for the day." The photographer says, he doesn't remember his name. Louis thanks him quietly and makes his way to Eleanor.

"Hey." He says plopping down on the seat next to her. She grins at him and continues tapping away at her phone.

"You're addicted to that thing." Louis tells her, pointing to her rose gold iPhone.

"I know." She mumbles and shakes her head, pocketing her phone.

"We have an outing today." Louis mumbles, closing his eyes. It was getting kind of old. Having to go out and walk around aimlessly until Richard thought it was fit for them to go back home.

Eleanor groans.

"I forgot! Shit, I have to tell Alice." She says, resting her head on the wall. Louis is quiet for a moment.

"How did it come to this?" Louis asks, looking at the surroundings around them, "How the fuck did I end up dating the Harry Styles and having a beard and modeling for Adidas? Like...that's insane."

Eleanor giggles and pulls out her phone again. She sends a quick text to Alice before standing up. Louis tells her he's going to change and she taps his bum when he walks past her. He quickly makes his way to the dressing room, changing into a pair of sweats and his green Adidas jumper.

He finds Eleanor waiting for him at the door of the building they were doing the photoshoot at.

"Ready?" Louis asks intertwining their fingers. Eleanor grimaces but nods. They walk out and are met with the hired paparazzi Richard got.

"They're so fucking annoying." Eleanor whispers and Louis nods. They clamber into the SUV that was waiting for them and drove off.

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Harry sighed as Nadine sat on his lap. He rolled his eyes when people started taking pictures.

"This is bullshit." Harry whispers and Nadine shrugs, obviously not caring about the fact that Harry was hurting.

"We have to get to the hotel in a few minutes. Try and look interested this time." Nadine mutters. Harry knows she's right. The last time when he went out with Kendall, he looked completely bored out of his mind.

Harry stood up from the stool he was sitting on and dragged Nadine out of the club. Paparazzi cameras blinded them as they got into Harry's car and he drove off without another word.

They made it to the hotel Harry has staying at within minutes and Nadine was met with a makeup artist that was going to give her a "disheveled" look.

Harry rolled his eyes, sitting on one of the couches in the room and texted Louis.

Harry: Hey babe. How are you?

Louis answered seconds later.

Louis: Good. I just had my first photoshoot today. It went pretty well. How about you? I saw the pictures. Nadine?

Harry: Yeah. She's nice, I guess. I'm set up to break up with Taylor later this week.

Louis: that's good. One less person I have to share you with. I don't like sharing.

Harry: I feel the same about you and Eleanor. I'm glad that you're with her though. Better than having a random girl hanging off your shoulders.

Louis: true. Hey are you going to have time off for your birthday? I miss you. 😩

Harry: of course. I'm spending it with my family. I'd love for you and Eleanor to be there. I mean, if you want to be there.

Louis: definitely! Hey I have to go. I need to start looking for a birthday present for you. Love you ❤️

Harry chuckled and replied with I love you before tossing his phone next to him. The makeup artist had disheveled Nadine's hair, letting it look messy. Harry raised an eyebrow when he saw she had also given her a fake love bite on her neck.

"Is that really necessary?" Harry asks and the makeup artist hums, not answering him. He frowns and goes to the bathroom to change. The artist asks Harry for his shirt and he hands it over unwillingly.

Nadine slips it on and Harry grimaces. It was one of his favorite shirts. He shook his head and looks around for something to do. He's completely and utterly bored.

Nadine isn't due to leave for another half an hour and her company wasn't exactly pleasant. She was a sweet girl, just...not Louis.

His heart jumps out of his chest when his phone rings and when he picks it up, his hope deflates. He thought it was Louis. It was Richard.

He answers it, annoyed.

"What the fuck do you want now?" Harry seethes and he could hear Richard chuckle.

"We have to work on your manners." Richard says. Harry rolls his eyes.

"Okay great. Is that why you called?"

"No. I actually have a splendid idea."

"Oh because your ideas are absolutely amazing." Harry remarks sarcastically.

"Yes they are. Do you want to hear my idea?" Richard asks.

"It's not like I have a choice." Harry answers.

"Okay. It's great, really. I have a way that all the gay rumors about you will cease to exist. You will only have to be papped with one more woman and you're done." Richard explains.

Harry was most definitely listening now. He wouldn't have to be public with any other women?

"What is it?" Harry asks, somewhat hopeful.

"Well...it's called babygate."

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LOUIS' SELFIE IM SCREAMING. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HE GOT AS A TATTOO.