"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me."
Harry grins and holds Louis' hands in his, the smaller boy blushing. "You always sing this," he whispers, shaking his head fondly. Harry grins. "Yeah, because it's always true."
"But bear this in mind, it was, meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots, with the freckles on your cheeks
And it, all makes sense to me."He caresses Louis' cheeks, his skin lightly dotted with freckles, ones that you can only see when you're close to him like Harry is.
"I know you've never loved, the crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved, your stomach or your thighs."His hands ghost over the corners of Louis' eyes where they crinkle when he's smiling and then his little tummy and thick thighs, all parts of Louis that Harry adores.
"The dimples in your back, at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly."He fits his thumbs into the little crevices in Louis' back, right above his bum, and stands up with him. "Harry, what--?"
The taller boy, sways with him, holding him close to him, their hearts beating together as one.
"I won't let these little things, slip, out, of my mouth
But if I do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with Lou, and all his little things."He smiles and kisses Louis slowly, spinning him around. The older boy blushes at the song, just like always, and giggles. He adores this song and the boy who wrote it for him, never tired of hearing Harry sing it to him.
"You can't go to bed, without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep But all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though they make no sense to me."Louis blushes at the teasing, rolling his eyes fondly at his fiance.
Harry never will tell him what the conversations are about.
"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans and you're perfect to me."The taller boy kisses him again, slowly and lovingly. He loves Louis with all his heart, and no matter if the boy gains or losses weight, loses his hair, grows facial hair, changes the way he dresses, or anything else, he'll love him no matter what. He's beautiful no matter what.
"I won't let these little things, slip, out, of my mouth
But if I do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with Lou, and all his little things."He grips Louis' hips, swaying them slowly and nuzzling along the boys neck and jaw.
"You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. You'll never treat yourself right darling
But I want you to
If I let you know, I'm here, for you
Maybe you'll love yourself, like I--YOU SING!"Louis bursts into laughter at Harry's poor Irish accent and slaps at his chest. "You're so stupid."
Harry shrugs, a grin on his face. "I know. You love it though."
"I've just let these little things, slip, out, of my mouth
But it's you, oh it's you, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with Lou, I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But its you, oh it's you, it's you, they add up to."I'm in love with Lou, and all his little things."
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Larry oneshots
FanfictionOne shots about Larry Stylinson, ranging from cute to angsty to sad