the flat. (larry stylinson)

part twenty-five: VMAs ⚠️

"What the fuck, Niall!" Louis groaned at one in the morning, rolling his eyes.

Niall had everyone up and dressed. He had a surprise for Harry. He forced everyone into Louis' limo, smirking to himself. He knew he probably should have ran this by Harry before doing it, but maybe that's what made Niall so excited about it. Harry shouldn't be surprised though.

"What is this about?" Liam growled, rolling his eyes.

He still wasn't too keen on being friends with Niall too much, even though they talked that day. Liam needed time, but Niall didn't mind giving him the time.

"It's a surprise for Harold, the fairy!" Niall squealed as Zayn chuckled beside him. "It may also be an attempt to get him to be my complete friend again."

Louis pressed his face into Harry's neck, who was leaning against the window, sleeping. "Harry, baby. Awaken so I can kill Niall in front of you." Louis mumbled on the skin, making Harry stir in his sleep. "I want you to watch every single thing I do to him to make him suffer."

Harry chuckled. "Of course you'd want me to watch you kill my best friend in the whole wide world. Play nice." Harry groaned as he pulled Louis even closer into him, eyes still shut. "And you know you want me to watch so you can get off on it."

"You know me so well."

••••

Harry smiled shyly as he sat in front of the small crowd. Everyone cheered for him as Louis sat in the front being the loudest. Harry knew he could sing pretty good, but he didn't expect to ever be doing it in front of people, especially his boyfriend. He had butterflies in his stomach, but they deflated when Louis blew him a cheesy kiss.

"Welcome to 17Black's amateurs' night!"

Niall brought the gang to a club called 17Black that Louis was very familiar with. The deer that is in the emblem for the restaurant is tattooed on his arm. He used to come here with Sam, but that thought didn't cross his mind when Harry was sitting on stage, fumbling over his words.

"Hello, my name is Harry Styles—"

"Tomlinson!" Louis yelled, earning laughs from everyone there.

"—and I'm gonna sing an original. It's about someone special to me. Niall wrote it with me and Louis doesn't even know it, but he did too."

Liam, Zayn and Niall all cooed at him, laughing. Harry turned red as the familiar background piano met his ears. The piano played and everyone went silent. The environment shifted from playful to serious. He closed his eyes and began singing.

If I could fly
I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might
Give up everything, just ask me to

Pay attention I hope that you listen
Because I let my guard down
Right now I'm completely defenseless

For your eyes only
I show you my heart
For when you're lonely
And forget who you are
I'm missing half of me, when we're apart

Now you know me
For your eyes only

Louis covered his mouth as he felt everyone's eyes on him. Harry sounded beautiful and he felt bad that he never knew how amazing Harry was at singing. Liam and Zayn were just as shocked, not only at his voice, but also at how amazing the song sounded. Niall knew Harry could sing, but even he was surprised at the feeling behind the song. Harry never sounded like this when they practiced.