Larry Stylinson One Shots

Til My Voice Breaks, Baby I Love You

A/N: Bonnie (TheIfInLife on here) and I both wrote this! Special thanks to her for everything honestly. Title is taken from I Love You by Little Mix. Warning - this fic is 22k words. So be prepared for a long read! (: Enjoy! Xx

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"You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars." - Anais Nin  

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Louis is in the ultimate form of lazy - sloppily thrown on cap, open bag of crisps with crumbs spilling out, mouth full, and fingers itching behind his balls - when he hears a knock on the front door. Frowning, Louis wipes the crumbs off himself, pulls on some shorts, and walks out of his room and into the main room. He's only been here a day and already he's managed to make his room look like a pig sty. That's to be expected though, especially from an 18 year old.

He sees Lottie's favorite headband laying on the kitchen counter, and only now does he notice the whole flat is empty. They must've all gone out swimming.

Another knock comes to the door, and Louis speed walks over, looking through the peephole to see some guy standing outside on the porch. With a quiet groan, Louis opens the door. He stops short when he actually sees the guy, fluffy curls fanning his baby face, green eyes looking softly at Louis. He's a little taller than Louis, and he's standing there in the tiniest of yellow shorts, vest barely hanging on his shoulders. Skin smooth and almost endless, Louis almost can't take his eyes away, hand already getting sweaty holding onto the doorknob.

"Uh," he croaks, then clears his throat before adding, "Hi. Can I help you?" For a quick second Louis chances a glance behind the boy, out at the sand, and then the water further out. It looks delicious; he really should go swimming.

"Yeah, uh, sorry, I'm sorry," the boy stutters out, eyes downcast, bottom lip caught between his teeth. He's got a British accent, which surprised Louis a bit considering they're on a beach thousands of miles away from the homeland, but it's also really cute. "I, um, this might be really weird and you don't have to say yes at all, but do you think I could use the loo? I just - I decided to take a run and I hadn't realised how far away from my place I was until, well, just now. And I've really - "

Before Louis lets him ramble on any longer, he cuts in, "Hey, yeah, it's fine. I understand." After he steps aside and gestures for the boy to come on in, he remembers that this string of beach houses does go on for a while, and he'd hate to have to go all the way back. "There's one right off the kitchen there," he adds with a smile, pointing off to the right of the kitchen.

"Thank you so, so much," he boy manages to say before walking quickly away in the direction Louis gave.

After three years of saving and lots of planning, Louis' family finally got the vacation they've been waiting for. They're renting this beach house for the next month, which is quite literally on the beach. It's always hot outside, it seems, the sun actually out, and Louis absolutely loves it. It's better than gloomy 'ol England anyway. Not too far down the beach is a little community of shops and restaurants and a couple hotels, accompanied with a boardwalk amusement park that lights up in the night.

Everything is so very aesthetically pleasing, and Louis scolds himself for staying inside all morning, while he's pouring a couple glasses of lemonade. He wonders if the boy's family actually owns one of the beach houses or is renting one as well. He and Lottie explored the boardwalk a little bit yesterday and met all sorts of people - the Canadian couple were the absolute sweetest - but they hadn't met anybody from the homeland.

Until now, that is. Louis can't wait to brag about it later, once everybody is home.

He hears the door open and out comes the boy, wiping his washed-hands on his yellow shorts. There's still a blush high on his cheeks as he finally looks up at Louis, who is leaning against the marble countertops. "Better?" Louis teases slightly.