Larry Stylinson One Shots

expensive cars, good champagne

A/N: Not much to say honestly. Thank you to Ezra and Bonnie, as always. <3
Quick descritpion: Harry goes on a first date with Louis and it's so much more than he thought it would be.

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There was a point in Harry's life where he had everything figured out; he'd go to university in Manchester for a fine art/media degree specializing in photography and continue his photography blog on the side. It was already kind of popular in college because of his friends and family spreading the news around town, which was why he was hoping it'd go well in university. He could gain popularity from classmates, teachers, and friends.

Now, though, let's just say his plans didn't turn out as he'd hoped. He maybe gained ten followers throughout the course of his first year in uni. Oh, and his mum was laid off because the company she worked with was closing, so she had to start all over. That meant no more monthly money transfers for Harry.

So not only was Harry a poor uni student in his second year, but he also had to get a job at a local restaurant as a waiter, while his blog and life fell apart around him.

Even still, Harry pushed through as much as he could, still making time to focus on his blog and be active on it, posting new picture sets every week or as often as he could. Harry was dedicated to his blog—aesthetically-pleasing-everythings on Tumblr, of course—and he couldn't give it up no matter how unpopular it was.

Harry's professor, Miss Vile, always complimented him on his work and continuously praised him for his dedication and hardwork towards her class. She was probably Harry's favorite teacher he'd ever had, always so sweet where she was hard on the other (small amount of) students, who were specializing in photography as well. Plus, she was always there for him to talk to, kind of like Aunt Patty from the bakery he worked at when he was in college back home.

Sometimes Harry wishes he were back home, away from all the stressful projects for his classes and his stressful boss Ben and just life in general. He could take up shifts at the bakery again and help his mum out, take his cat Dusty out on walks, simple things like that. He'd certainly be much happier. It seems the only times Harry is happy is when he's behind his camera or when he's managed a night off to spend with his best mate, Liam.

Speaking of, the tattooed man walks in on Harry's sulk fest—yet another of the many he's had this month since starting his second year of uni. His eyes fall on Harry, who's sprawled across his bed in socks and a jumper, hair pulled back in a messy bun, and they no longer show surprise for the state Harry and his room are in. "Are you actually watching Brave or beating yourself up again?" he asks smoothly, pushing Harry over on his bed to make room.

"Shut up," Harry responds, lazily slapping Liam's arm. The new tattoo he just got a week ago on his shoulder looks amazing. Harry wishes he had enough for another one. "I have to work in two hours; I'm allowed to sulk."

Liam gives Harry a pointed look, who rolls his eyes and looks back at the TV. "Did you already finish your compilation then? I know it isn't due until Monday but still."

"I got it, Li," Harry insists, eyes glancing to the portfolio sitting on his desk. "It's all done and put together. If it wasn't I wouldn't be sitting here half naked, would I?"

Liam shrugs, then says, "Just making sure." He never is bothered by Harry's nakedness anymore. It might be because they've been good friends since the very beginning of uni last year, or because of that month there where they thought a friends with benefits relationship was their thing. It definitely wasn't. Either way, they're best mates now and Harry is glad Liam doesn't have a problem with him stripping.

A few minutes later, after they both focus on the TV, Liam says, " So I'm thinking about getting my eyebrow pierced."

"You just got a tattoo though," replies Harry, looking at Liam and trying to imagine him with a hoop through his eyebrow . "You're into pain more than I thought." He wiggles his eyebrows and Liam elbows his side.