fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Forty-Seven

so I just wanted to warn you guys. Fanboy is almost over. I don't know exactly how many chapters are left. It will range from 15-20. Somewhere around there. Anyway, enjoy.

+++ LOOK AT BRENDON OH MY GOD IM STILL NOT OVER THE FACT TJAT I SAW HINSBHJS

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Mood: Stars by Alessia Cara

Harry smiles at the audience, the screams defining and exuberant. He bows, waving to the crowd and repeating I love you constantly. He quickly turns and runs off the stage, perspiration falling down the back of his neck. He's handed a rag by one of the stage crew members and he thanks them, with a smile. He takes off his earplugs and hands someone his microphone before being ushered to the dressing room of the stadium.

Once he reaches the room he's ecstatic. Just a few more hours until he sees Louis. He gets two days off before heading off to Australia to continue with the tour. He makes his way to his suitcase and pulls out a pair of black sweats and grey jumper. He pulls his hair into a bun and sends a quick text to Louis.

Princess 👑: I'll see you in a few hours!!!

He pockets his phone and tugs his suitcase out of the dressing room. When he's leaving the stadium, settling into the tour bus, packing up in his hotel, and making his way into his jet, all he can think about is cerulean eyes and light laughs.

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When he lands in England, he can't stop smiling. The entire drive to Doncaster is full of Harry's thoughts, about hugging Louis, about talking to Louis, about Louis.

Harry bounces up Louis' flat steps until he reaches the fourth floor and taps of the door loudly.

The response comes seconds later, the door swinging open to reveal a bright eyed Louis. Harry doesn't have much time to stare at him before the smaller boy is throwing his arms around him, hugging him tightly.

Harry grins and kisses his forehead quickly, letting Louis wrap his legs around his waist. He carries him inside and shuts the door behind him with the heel of his boot.

He continues to carry Louis to the living room where Eleanor was sitting with Alice, telling some dramatic story that required lots of hand movements.

The duo look at Louis and Harry, who were still wrapped up in each others arms.

"Since when did you buy a koala?" Eleanor asks and Louis giggles, tightening his hold on Harry. The taller lad shrugs, hands shifting under Louis' thighs so they grip his bum tightly.

Eleanor looks to Alice and gags dramatically before pulling her up and dragging her to her bedroom.

Harry still doesn't let Louis down. Instead he kisses around his face, leaving small traces of his lips around his cheeks and nose and forehead, mumbling sweet nothings into his ear.

Louis laughs and kisses his quickly, a small peck on his lips before Harry leans into catch his lips again, accidentally moving his hand from his bum. Louis slips from his hold and falls backward, keeping his grip on Harry's neck, taking him down with him. They fall to the floor in a tangle of limbs and breathy laughs.

Harry leans down, kissing Louis softly, their lips moving slowly against each other's. He slides his hands up the smaller boys sides, intertwining their fingers, laying them flat against the floor.