Larry Stylison One shots +5SOS

Different worlds together

Summary: Louis is homeless and on the side of a busy street. Harry is a well known musician and photographer.

   While sitting on the sidewalk a guy stops to text someone in front of me, and I recognize him. It's Harry Styles. So I say "Um hi." He looks down from his phone and says "Oh hello" So I say "I'm um a big fan, and I just wanted to say 'hello' I guess." He nods, and I keep talking "I would ask you for a hug, but no one would want to hug me." Harry frowns and then says "That's not true I would gladly give you hug. Though I would also like to take you somewhere to eat."

I raise an eyebrow "Why?" Though before he could answer a person-I recognized as one of Harry's friends-runs up, and puts an arm on the curly haired lad. The pretty, black haired, boy then says, "What you doing Harry?" Harry smiles at the boy, and says "I'm talking to a fan Zayn." Then Zayn looks down looking slightly confused, and when he sees me he says "Oh shit. Hi there." So I smile shyly and wave. The model looking boy sends a pearly white smile back. He then looks back up to Harry, and says "Well I'm going to go back to the hotel. See you whenever."

Harry nods, and Zayn walks off. Harry then looks back down to me, and I say "My name is Louis by the way." Harry nods then says "To answer you're question it's because you look unhealthly skinny. Plus you look awfully young to be out on the streets Louis." So I furrow my eyebrows wondering why the hell he would care, but respond with "Um I'm a bit dirty. They probably wouldn't even let me go in McDonalds."

Harry frowns and says "Fine. Come back to the hotel with me, you can take a shower, I'll give you some of my smaller clothes that I keep with me, and I'll take you to go get food." My eyes widen "You seriously don't have to do that." Harry shrugs, and says, "I want to. So I sigh "Ok. Fine." So Harry smiles, and does a fist pump.

After a car ride full of silence (that was genuinely appreciated) we got to the hotel Harry is staying at. It's extravagant really. Way fancier than what I'm used to. Before we got out of the car Harry instructed him to just keep walking no matter what they say. "They" meaning Harry's fans.

Once out of the car Harry walks to him, and puts his arm around him. While he probably only did it so he could keep up with him, it still made shivers run down his spine. Once they got inside Harry retracted his arm, and grabbed his hand instead. Louis feels a little flutter of his heart.

Harry presses the up button on the elevator, and they wait for the door to open. Once it does Harry presses the button that has the '3' on it. The doors closes, and Louis tries to come up with something to say. Nothing comes to mind though so he just stands and waits. His heart still fluttering as Harry swings their arms slightly, and runs his thumb up and down his hand soothingly.

The door opens, and Harry drags Louis to--what he was guessing--his room. He lets go of his hand, digs around in his pocket for a second, and then pulls out a key card. He slides the room key through the thingy (Louis didn't know what it was called). Harry then opens the door and pulls Louis with him into the hotel room. The "room" wasn't just a room it was like a full house. It had a full kitchen, a living room with the normal living room things, and what appears to be two bedrooms.

Harry nods his head signaling for Louis to follow him. Harry walk into one of the bedrooms, flips the light on, and goes over to his drawers. Harry then says "While I do have some smaller clothes they're still going to be a bit big on you. Hope you don't mind." Standing there amazed my Harry's kindness he almost forgets to awnser. Though he quickly snaps out of his daze, and says "Of course I don't mind. You genuinely didn't even have to do this for me, but you are. Thank you."

Harry smiles, and says "You're welcome, but I did have to do it. You're to cute and genuinely way to young to ever be on the streets. Though there is no right age to be on the streets." I blush at the kind of compliment, and Harry just hands me a cream coloured jumper, boxers, and a pair of black skinnies. I of course say "Thank you." And he says pointing to a door "The shower is in there. There's towels already put out, and you can use any of the soaps you want."