In Front of Them (L.S.)

Chapter 10

    "Wait, wait! I have a joke!" Harry said as the crowed booed and laughed. "No, no, this is a good one!"
    "Let's hear it then curly," Louis smiled fondly, not caring that thousands of people were watching.
    "Okay, okay," Harry prepared to share. He seemed to be in a really good mood, which Louis was happy to see. It had been a week since they got back on the road, since Harry cried in Louis' arms. But he seemed better now.
    "Why can't they play poker in the jungle?" Harry asked. The crowed, the crew, the guys, everyone asked "why" in unison and waited for an answer.
Harry wiggled his eyebrows and stalled, building suspense.      "Becaauuuse," he exaggerated.   "There's too many cheetahs!"
     Louis laughed along side the thousands of girls who tried way to hard to impress Harry, even though he only had his eye on one person in the room.
   "Really?" Liam asked. "I would have thought it was because they don't have hands to hold the cards." Harry was walking over to the steps Louis was sat on and sat next to him. Not too close though.
    "Oh shut up, Daddy Direction," Harry called, earning a laugh from everyone by bringing up the old nickname. Louis put his mic down by his side so it wouldn't catch what he said. Leaning in, just loud enough that Harry would hear it, he whispered, "I like it better when you call me daddy." With a wink he got up and walked away, chuckling.
    Harry laughed as well. He was in a good mood. And he enjoyed the slight teasing. He was happy, because they were happy. Harry wasn't sure what had put him in such a good mood this night, but he was going to take advantage of it.
   Standing up, he chased after his shorter boyfriend and splashed him with the water from his bottle. "Oh, it's on," Louis stated as he splashed Harry back.
    "Would you two stop?" Liam called after them. "You're getting the stage wet, someone's going to break a hip!" And as if on cue, Harry slipped. His back was covered in water. Standing up, he unbuttoned his shirt, causing thousands of girls to scream, even 1 or 2 to pass out, Harry wrung out his shirt.
    Louis stared in awe. "Put those heart eyes away tomlinson!" Harry heard a girl scream from the front row. He looked to her and winked.
"Jesus Harry," Niall scolded "are you trying to put people in the hospital? Put your shirt back on so we can get back to the music!" Harry laughed, buttoning his shirt back up and smiling innocently at Louis.
    "Hey Louis, wanna introduce this last song?" Zayn asked.
    "Uhhh, yeah um, this- this next song is.." Louis stuttered. "This is Perfect!" Harry finished!

"Baby, you're perfect
So let's start right now"

    The crowed cheered, screamed, cried. "Thank you so much for coming out tonight!" Harry started. "We really do love what we do and want to thank you all for being a part of that. We've got a big interview tomorrow, wish us luck, tune in to watch!" Liam shared. "You all rocked tonight, best crowd yet!" Niall praised.
    "Yeah, yeah can't thank you enough!" Louis said and Zayn agreed. "Thank you again, hope you enjoyed yourselves. Have safe drives home. We love you all!" Harry ended.
    Again they took their final bows and went back stage. Harry slipped into the dressing room to grab a towel. "You seem feisty tonight," Louis said, following behind him.
"I'm just.. happy," he smiled and kissed Louis, seeing that they were alone. "Ready to go?" Louis asked. Harry nodded and they walked with the rest of the guys outside. Harry followed Louis to his car before Garrett stopped him.
    "Other car, Styles. You know the drill."
    Harry stopped for a second. "No." Louis whipped his head around, shocked. "Look around," Harry said, though no one did. They all just stared at him. "We're in a back ally, no cameras, no fans, no paps. No one. No one to care. I care. And I am riding with Louis." Harry said, slightly shocked at himself, running off the adrenaline from a great performance.
Garrett let out a huge sigh. He looked pissed. "Fine," he spat in Harry's face and turned walking away. "Uhhh, we'll ride with Niall, wouldn't want him to be lonely," Zayn said, taking Liam with him.
    "Who are you?" Louis asked, jokingly. "A guy who loves his boyfriend very, very much." With that, the two boys got into Louis' car, which had tinted windows, greeted Jack, and spent the rest of the ride with Harry's head on Louis' shoulder.