The Delicate Secret Of Larry Stylinson

Interview, Part 1.

Just stating some stuff that's in this story. Alright, so: SOME TIMELINES ON THIS WILL BE DIFFERENT TO REAL LIFE! I don't know everything that happens in their lives, so i match it to my imagination, so please don't get shook if i got it wrong. For example when harry and louis live together in 2011 don't go 'ah sorry but it was fucking 2012 you fake directioner' no no no, just bare with me please! Lot's of love if you read this! love each and every one of you xo THERE WILL BE MISTAKES SOOO BARE WITH ME GUYS!!!!

Sugarscape interview, 16th of October, 2018.

Z: "I don't know how to even start this story. I could start it with a simple introduction, but simple is quite far from it. The true story didn't start simple, hell, it never even could associate with the word simple."

L: "Twisted turns of events turned two brave souls into empty shells of two people, and resulted to two broken ghosts whose love was the only thing keeping them sane. They were our best friends."

N: " Yeah, our best friends."

Interviewer: "Try your best to explain it all, it's the top news story at the moment."

L: " You better not be using us for a top news story. This is hard enough as it is, the spotlight shouldn't be on us, it should be on them."

Interviewer: "No, Liam, we are not using you. The fans want the truth."

N: "I refuse to speak. Zayn, I can't do it."

L: "Niall, are you alright?"

N: "I'm fine, I just-"

Interviewer: "Here's a tissue."

N: "Th-Thanks."

Z: "Liam, do you want to speak? No? Okay, I will then."

Interviewer: "Whenever you're ready, Zayn. The camera isn't rolling, this is going to be all written on paper, so we can cut out bits if you'd like."

Z: "Okay, thank-you. Well, as everyone already knows, X-Factor was the beginning of it all."

X-Factor, 2010. Harry's fathers place, around the fire.

"Did you see the way Simon looked at you, Lou?" Niall bursts into laughter, his face turning red like a tomato, his hand violently slapping his knee as he leans over his guitar that sits on his lap.

"Oh, get off it Niall. It was an accident! I didn't know that the fucking cameras were rolling." Louis rolls his eyes, burying his hands in the sleeves of his warm jacket as he rolls his body inwards, grasping the warmth of the fire.

"If it's cold, we could go inside?" Harry suggests, stretching his fingers towards the fire. The five sat around in a small circle around the orange flames, which licked at the cool night air.

"Nah, it's nice out here. Anyways, what time is it, Liam?" Zayn asks, craning his neck to turn to the almost-blue boy beside him.

"You look fucking freezing, Li." Louis states, concerned, his eyebrows pushing together and causing little waves to erupt on his forehead.

"Oh, it's, uh, t-t-ten o-o'clock, Z-Z-Zayn." Liam's teeth chatter as he glances to the clock that sits on his wrist.

"Christ, Liam! You're turning into a smurf! Here," Niall throws him the blanket that was placed around his shoulders, "Get warm."

"Thanks, N-N-Niall." Liam smiles, grabbing the blanket in mid-air.

"Alright, so..." Louis glances around, the awkwardness taking place.