When He Smiles - Larry Stylinson

Chapter 1

Hiiyaaaa, this is my first ever fanfic! I'm not really sure about the whole entire story line yet, but I'm just going to see what happens.

I take suggestions for ideas on chapters and new characters. Read, share it around and let me know what you think :) 

Liv, xoxoxo

We ran off stage fist pumping and cheering. We'd just performed our new song 'More Than This' and the crowd had gone absolutely wild! It felt good to know all those thousands of people were here because of us, to support us. And boy did it feel great when I did my solo!

"Great show boys!" Liam exclaimed, high-fiving Niall and Zayn at the same time.

I laughed and caught Harry's eye.

"Good job mate! You sounded brilliant!" I smiled. And it was true; Harry nailed every note!

He laughed and patted me on the back, "Thanks Lou. You're solo was amazing"

We left the arena and got into a car. As soon as I sat down I realized how tired and exhausted I was. Time to go home!

Mine and Harry's flat was the first stop. We got out of the car and turned to say goodnight to the rest of the boys before I closed the door behind me and we made our way to the front door of our apartment. When we entered everything was dark. And absolutely freezing! I slowly moved around with my arms out in front, searching for the light switch.

"Where is that bloody switch?!" I grumbled, bumping into something warm. I jumped at the sudden contact, but felt two arms take hold of my sides. It sent goosepumps to pop up on my arms and a sudden feeling of safety and warmth. Harry. He was standing so close that I could smell his scent. His Harry scent. He laughed.

"Calm down bub, I got it" I could feel his warm breath on my lips as he spoke. Wow, we must be really close. I heard a flick and suddenly it was light. I looked up to see Harry smiling down at me. He dropped his arm from me and stepped back. I frowned as I felt a sudden rush of coldness come between us as he turned around and locked the front door.

"We should have an early night Lou; I'll see you in the morning yeah?" Harry wrapped his arms around me for a quick goodnight hug, sending that same feeling of warmth through my body. He pulled away then brushed past me to walk down the hallway.

The coldness came back and I shivered. I walked over to the living room and turned the heater on. Maybe that'll make me feel better and should warm up the flat a bit. I turned walked up the hallway past Harry's door and into my room.

I stripped to my boxers and jumped into bed. My warm comfy bed. Mmmm.

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I opened my eyes and scanned around me. I was standing in a living room, it seemed to be. But it wasn't my living room and I had no idea who's could have been. There was a TV, with a smashed screen, an old couch and a dirty coffee table. The walls were a pale grey colour and the carpet was covered in stains and holes. I opened my mouth to call out for someone, anyone, but stopped as I felt a cool breeze behind me. I turned around quickly; there was no window or door. Not even a crack in the wall. I felt it again. That coldness. But it wasn't behind me this time, it was all around me. Like a cyclone. Suddenly everything went black. My lips trembled and my breathing picked up. I felt my hands shake as my body went weak. I hadn't realized how frightened I was until I felt the coldness surround me again. I closed my eyes and hugged myself tight. I felt my knee's start to go numb and despite the goosepumps covering my skin and every part of my body shivering, my head was on fire. I could feel tears start to build up in my eyes. What was happening? Where am I? My mind slowly started to slip away from me, like I was being drained. I tried to fight back and stay awake, stay warm, stay alive. But that cold and empty was too strong. I felt it press against me, squeezing me. Just as I was about to give in, I felt two warm arms wrap around me and pull me into a tight protective embrace.