Make Kiwi the Next Single - [Larry Stylinson]

Supportive Car Ride Home.

Here Louis is, in the car parked outside Columbia Records, his love's rock ballad "Kiwi" on repeat and blasting through the vehicle. He can't help but jam along in the driver's seat as he waits for his boyfriend. Louis has no doubt in his mind, this will be the next single. How could it not? It's legendary.

Louis sees Harry coming near the passenger seat and he grins, turning down the volume a bit on the stereo so they could still make conversation while listening to the tune. Before Harry can even open the door, a big dimpled grin appears on his face, shaking his head as he hears his song, one of his proudest songs, being blasted in his boyfriend's car as he sings along. He opens the door, sitting down and buckling his seatbelt.

"Louis, I swear, if only the world truly knew how much of a dork you are."

"Nah, only for you love," Louis says with a wink, causing Harry to shake his head with a smile once again. "Soooo, tell me! When is the world going to hear this sick song on the radio?!"

Upon hearing his question, Harry's smile couldn't help but fall. He sighs.

"They said no. It's just not the right time."

"What?! They said no?!" Louis speaks angrily, pausing the song.

"Yeah. Apparently it's just not fitting with what's current right now, so they're afraid it wouldn't do as well. I guess with my other singles and just my name in general, those fit enough to be singles. But don't worry, it's alright. I'm gonna just give a hell of a performance of it on tour. Maybe I'll do a few encores of it and- Lou what are you doing?" Harry's suddenly confused, seeing his boyfriend unbuckle his seatbelt and ready to get out of the car.

"I'll tell you what I'm doing! Going in those shit's office and demanding to the fucked in the head executive to make "Kiwi" the next single! That's what I'm doing, this shit's ridiculous! Doesn't fit with today's hits my fucking ass."

"Woah, woah, hey, Louis, please take a breath," Harry can't help but smile a bit, even if he was concerned over his boyfriend's rage. The fact one of Harry's problems could make Louis so angry really showed he cared, and it was flattering.

"I'm fine baby, really. It's no big deal. Things like this happen. I'll get over it. If anything, it'll just make "Kiwi" even better on tour."

"No, you know what, it's not fine! You love that song, and you worked so hard on it! I remember back in Jamaica, you told me you wanted that to be the song that blows people's minds. Everyone deserves to hear it!" Louis was angry. How could some record label be so stupid? Honestly. What a bunch of asshats.

"And people will. On tour, and if they buy the album. It's on streaming services too. Lou, my darling, please," Harry scoots over in his seat, taking Louis's face in his hands and placing a gentle kiss to his lips, rubbing his thumbs over his cheeks and holding the kiss for a few long moments before pulling away. "I'm okay, really."

And okay, Louis couldn't stay angry anymore. Not when Harry does that shit to him. He just really cares, but Harry really has this effect on him that makes him shut up.

"Fine. But I'm not happy about it."

Harry can't help but laugh, "And you don't have to be. But remember..." he trails on, pulling up his sleeve and putting his arm next to Louis's so their "Oops!" and "Hi!" tattoos--the first thing they both said to each other the day they met in The X Factor bathrooms--were next to each other.

"Everything happens for a reason."

"Yeah..." Louis laughs, smiling at the sappiness of what Harry did. "Alright, alright. I'll calm down. But you can't stop me from vaguely and angrily tweeting with no context about it."

Harry laughs, "Go for it, love. Maybe the record label will see it, and see how big and badass my boyfriend is on Twitter and change their minds."

"Damn right!" Louis says cheekily, sliding over and giving Harry a peck on the cheek before taking his phone, and doing just what he said he would.

First he tweets a middle finger emoji and just that. And of course his fans, the caring little shits he loves that they are, immediately become concerned. He can't help but smile at their concern. They love him so much, and god does he love them back. He picks a random follower asking what's wrong, and replies.

@Louis_Tomlinson: just some industry shit pissing me off.

And as he glances over at the boy that's stolen his heart, he presses play on the stereo again, playing the song once again just to see Harry smile again. And in that moment, he thinks to himself, those idiots... if they only knew.