The air was thick in the dressing room as we got ready for our final concert for the Where We Are tour. This was it. We were finally going to do it. Louis and I were finally going to come out in front of thousands of fans. It was finally happening.
The other guys in the band seemed equally as nervous as us about it all. Except for Niall of course. He just walked around humming on the first song we were going to sing. Zayn stood only a few meters away from me shirtless. He scratched his neck nervously as he laughed at something Liam said. Louis suddenly walked past me with an intense look in his eyes. He seemed very confident yet scared. I know him good enough to know when he is trying to seem calm when he really isn't. I took a step towards him and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Are you sure about this, Lou?"
I breathed. His face suddenly softened as he noticed I was the most nervous one in the room. His hand softly caressed my back soothing. He always knew how to calm me down.
"Yes, Harry. I am."
He said with a sweet smile.The black cloth covered his tanned torso perfectly. Showing his arms in a way that really compliments his tattoos. I puffed out in relief. He grabbed his microphone and walked towards the mirror. All the anxiety suddenly disappeared.
"You're on in 30 seconds"
A guy from our management called out from outside the dressing room. None of the guys from Modest knew about our plan. They would never have let us do it if they knew. So i can't wait to see their faces when we do. Also i can't wait to see the fans reactions. I have imagined this day so many times for so long I don't even know what to expect.
We all walked out of the room and got ready backstage. Each one of us got in position as the fans started screaming louder than ever. And there it was again. The anxiety. But in a different way this time. I felt like whatever happens at this point we will always have our true fans, and we will always have each other.
I turned to Louis standing to my left. He turned to me when he noticed i was staring. That sweet smile of his grew on his lips as the crinkles on the sides of his eyes appeared, the way they do sometimes. I reached out my hand in the air and he grabbed it. As we walked out on stage he let go of my hand. I've felt that feeling far too many times before.
His face shone as he stared out at the thousands of fans screaming at the top of their lungs. We were all quiet, just taking it all in. No music was playing, nothing else then the spotlight on us and the big screen showing a close up on us. I glanced over at the crowd. Some fans were already holding signs about "Larry" as they call us. And never before have it felt this comforting. I couldn't help but smile widely as i realized how many of them already knew. They knew all along.
I stared at Louis for a while. Uncertain of what to do. Liam, Zayn and Niall noticed that we were going to do it so they took a couple of steps back and left us in the spotlight. Louis walked closer to me and handed me a microphone.
"Are you ready for this? Remember, there's no turning back after this."
He whispered. I took a deep breath and nodded. Still unable to get the smile out of my face. It was finally happening.
"I'm ready, i promise"
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Blind Alley
FanfictionBlind Alley. This story is basically based on the theory of Larry Stylinson. That Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles.are a secret item, forced to hide because of their management, Modest.