You Need to Rest Your Knee, Boo (Larry Stylinson One-Shot)

A/N SOOOOO HAI! Umm this is basically my first story...well definitely first story on my own...i got the inspiration off of instagram...a page owner posted a pic and asked if people could write a scenario, and well here we are!! I've got another account with co-writers soo yeahh anyways this is a one-shot, and I hope you enjoy! Please leave comments as I'd love to know what you think! Thanks! xx

It was after Louis' charity football match, yep the one that he injured his knee. He was feeling quite restless and useless because he wasn't able to help around the house.

Finally when Harry left the house he got up and limped around the house trying to find something to do. When he couldn't find anything he thought there might be more to do outside, so outside he hobbled. Of course their flat was close to the middle of London, so it was bound to be busy, and indeed it was.

While out walking he came across a group of fans, of course they start running after him, like duh he's Louis Tomlinson. With all the adrenaline that came with seeing fans and having them run after him, he did what he thought of first; he ran. With the whole adrenaline rush, his knee felt fine, but when he reached a point where he could hide, he could instantly feel his injured knee.

Deciding it would be best to sit and rest, he did. It was when he heard screams that he jumped. He knew he shouldn't run again because crap, that really hurt, so he just ducked down and waiting for them to continue running.

Once all the fans had run, he slowly got up and got his phone out to call Harry; his band mate, flat mate, and boyfriend/partner.

The phone hadn't even gotten through a whole ring before Harry had answered being worried sick about where Louis was as Harry was home and Louis was nowhere to be found. "LOUIS! Oh my god! You're okay!" Harry shouted into the phone as he answered. Louis huffed in annoyance.

"Yes Haz! I'm fine, well sorta..." Louis trailed off. "Umm I went out for a walk, and fans noticed me, so they started to chase me, and well I kinda ran-"

"LOUIS!" Harry intervened.

"HAZ! Calm down and let me explain! Kay anyways I ran and it didn't hurt because of the adrenaline rush at the time, but now I'm in pain and in the alley between our favorite café and the park, soooo I was wondering if you could pick me up...um yeah okay, now you may yell at me." Louis rushed out quickly.

"Awww my poor Loubear, and I'm guessing you called for a ride?" Harry asked concern laced in his voice.

"Errr yeah, pretty much," Louis responded sheepishly.

"Okay I'll be right there, can you get up and meet me at the entrance?" Harry asked, wanting to know if his beloved boyfriend could get up by himself.

"Uhhh I think so, but could you stay on the line just in case?" Louis asked still a bit scared of how his knee would cooperate with him. Louis tried to get up slowly so he wouldn't jostle his knee too much, but every now and then he'd have to take a break as a whimper of pain came out of his mouth. Every time that happened, Harry was always there with, "BOO! Are you okay?!" to which Lou would respond, "Yeah, I'm fine, just hurts a bit."

Ten minutes later and Louis was up and walking towards Harry's car which had gotten there just about 30 seconds ago. When Harry saw Louis limping pathetically over to his car, he jumped out to help support Louis; of course Louis' stubbornness got the best of him as he declined Harry's help each time, so Harry just decided he'd walk along side Louis to keep him company.

When they got to the car, Harry kindly opened the door for Louis and went around the car getting in himself so he could drive the two of them back to the shared flat. The drive was pretty silent the occasional wince coming from Louis as Harry braked at lights. About a quarter through the ride, Harry brought his left hand off the wheel and intertwined his fingers with Louis', an action Louis gladly returned.

Not long after they'd arrived back to the house and Harry had put Louis in his bed, Louis came limping down the hall wanting a last kiss from Harry before going back to bed for the remaining hours of the day. Of course Harry obliged as he leaned down pushing his lips closer to Louis' until they touched and Louis took it from there; running his tongue across Harry's bottom lip asking for entry earning a moan of pleasure from the taller, yet younger lad.

Harry being Harry instantly let Louis in. As the kiss went on it got more heating until they both reluctantly pulled back for air. When they were done, Harry picked up Louis by his armpits and whispered into his ear, "Go back to bed, you've got to rest your knee, Boo." With that Harry carried Louis upstairs and put him in bed while sealing it with another kiss.

A/N Sorry if that kissing part was bad, I don't normally write kissing and smut...not that there was, but jus saying...its mostly just fluff and yeahh um okay, byeeeee