Larry Fluff ~One Shots~ (Boyxboy)

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"Louis, do you remember the first time we met?" A 17 year old Harry asked his band mate on stage. Louis smiled, fondly recalling the moment.
"As a matter of fact, yes I do Harold." The crowd screamed in affection. Harry continued to look and smile at Louis as he waited for the crowd to settle down a little bit. He then continued informing the crowd of the event.
"It was at a Script concert in 2009. Louis was sat right there," he said pointing to a section of the crowd. "And I sat there." He continued, pointing to another section in the arena.
"Harry, do you remember where we are?" Liam asked rhetorically.
"Right, anyways, here's 'Gotta Be You'." Harry walked over to his position for the opening of the song. Louis looked over to Harry, smiled and winked at him. Harry looked away quickly to hide his blush and tried to bite back his smile.

Later that night, around two am, Louis rolled over to grab his phone. The light radiating from his phone lit up the small hotel room. He pulled up Harry's contact in his phone and typed out a quick message,
"I'm so home sick :/" Louis waited and waited for Harry to see it. Eventually he gave up all hope and tossed his phone to the other side of the bed. Louis felt so lonely. He had been away from home for almost a year now and all he wanted to do was feel like he was at home. While Louis was caught up in thought about his home sickness, he noticed the room fill with an artificial light. He then realized it was his phone that was making the warm glow. Very curious, Louis reached for his phone and saw who the text message was from.
"Open the door" the text read. Louis quickly and recklessly stumbled out of bed to open the door. A mess of curls stood in front of him with a loose white shirt and boxer shorts. Harry made his way into Louis' hotel room. Louis trailed behind him, wondering why Harry was visiting so early. As Harry laid down on Louis' bed, Louis asked in his raspy morning voice,
"What're you doing here, Haz?"
"When I'm homesick, I don't like to be alone. So I'm here to help you not be homesick." Harry said with his eyes half open. He snuggled into Louis' bed, still half asleep. Louis got into bed next to Harry, not sure how close he should be to him. After a while of laying there, Louis still wide awake, Harry moved closer to Louis. Taken aback, Louis' breath hitched. Louis then reached his shaky arm out, to pull Harry in.
" 's ok, Lou." Harry said in his tired voice, knowing that Louis was nervous about his actions. With those words, Louis hesitantly wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and pulled himself closer to the curly lad in his bed. Right there in that moment, Louis felt something he'd never felt before with someone. He felt like his head was in the sky and like he could never stress about anything again. He wanted to always be with Harry no matter what. Every cliché thing said about love, Louis felt towards Harry right there in that moment. Both of them had been flirty with each other since the X-Factor, but for some reason this felt different. It felt better. It felt right.
"Louis?" Harry whispered in the dark. Nervous to answer, Louis responded with a shaky voice,
"Yeah?" There was a pause in the room in that moment, both of the boys waiting for a follow up.
"I just want you to know," Harry started, finally sounding awake, "I want you to know that I don't want you to ever feel alone. No matter where we end up in this world, I hope that I can make every hotel room, every arena, every place we go feel like home for you." After hearing those words, Louis wanted to cry because he was so overwhelmed, emotionally.
"Thank you, Harry." Louis said feeling a lump form in his throat. Soon after Harry had said those sentimental words, Louis heard a soft snore escape Harry's lips. Louis laid there and with every breath in, smelling the curly boy's caramel scented curls. While he laid there processing everything that had just happened and what it meant, he realized that he found his person. Regardless of what happened with them or the band he knew, Harry was his person.

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-Savannah