Bruh: The Original Version (A Larry Text Story)

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xx-Mystery-xx

Louis was almost asleep as soon as they were boarded on their plane and in their seats.

Harry rolled his eyes fondly and and covered Louis up with his jacket before taking an empty seat across him. Louis had taken up the two seats.

Harry turned both of their phones off and stored them in his pocket.

The flight attendant said the usual things you know, seat belt on, phones off etcetera.

Harry buckled Louis in with less struggle then he imagined and then buckled himself in.

Then the plane was up in the air. Harry opened the window and turned on his phone, snapping pictures of the view.

He also may or may not had snuck some pictures of Louis. Harry couldn't resist.

Suddenly a flight attendant was in his face asking if he needed anything. Harry kindly declined and she went about her way.

Harry mostly played on his phone, meaning social media stalking, the entire flight.

He ended up moving beside Louis when he woke up and complained about there not being a big warm smelly giraffe beside him to cuddle with.

So Harry cuddled Mr. Demanding.

They're flight landed about a half an hour early, and Harry and Louis, poor sleep deprived little Louis, found themselves at the baggage claim.

He found the guy holding the sign that said Harry Styles and grabbed the rental car keys the boss paid for with a thanks and have a nice day.

A little while later, and a lot of GPS trouble, Harry and Louis were checking in to their hotel.

They were level twelve and room one thousand and twenty two.

The hotel in the outside was massive.

When they got into their room, Louis and Harry both literally dropped their luggage in awe.

It was easily the size of most of their flat at home. There was a giant California King Sized mattress, a comfy looking couch, and massive seventy two inch flat plasma television along with a cable box and DVD player, there was a complementary basket and other types of stuff that aren't important to name. 

"This is just, wow," Louis said, spinning around the room, soaking it all in.

"It's gorgeous," Harry agreed.

"We're in Paris," Louis said.

Harry gave him the most "duh" look possible, "Bruh."