Look After You

Chapter 5

   The boys all sat in their tuxedos, waiting for the limo to drop them off at the Award ceremony. Zayn had already popped a bottle of champagne and poured a little into four glasses and passed them out to the others, skipping Liam due to his kidney condition. Instead, Liam held up his water bottle as he made a toast. "Here's to being the best band we can be and making the best music we can make! Here's to being nominated for Best British Single!" The others all shouted 'cheers!' before taking large sips of the alcohol. They were all very anxious for the night's events.

   The limo slowly came to a stop at the beginning of the red carpet. Even through the drastically dimmed windows of the vehicle, the boys could see hundreds of bright flashing cameras. Louis looked at each of the boys and nodded sharply, a smile taking his features hostage. "This is it lads!" The others either nodded with excitement or beamed it through wide smiles as the limo's door opened. The crowd erupted into loud screaming instantly.

   The teenagers got out of the slender vehicle and looked around in complete wonder. None of them expected something as big as the Brit Awards to come their way. They never expected this success. The limo pulled away and the boys began down the red carpet, waving and smiling at all their fans. Cameras flashed nonstop as they stood and posed for pictures. Occasionally, they would stop and let a few interviewers ask them a couple of questions before they were forced to move on.

   Zayn and Niall were speaking to one gentleman with a scraggly beard, who was asking them about how excited they were to be nominated that evening. Louis, Harry, and Liam stopped and spoke to a short woman, who had light brown hair pulled up into a bun and librarian like glasses. "Are you boys excited for tonight's ceremony?" She asked holding a microphone in their general direction after they had said hello. 

   "Yes, exceptionally excited." Liam beamed, followed by Harry's nod of agreement. 

   "I wore my lucky underwear to give us an extra push this evening!" Louis switched on his comedic charm as he leaned towards the microphone.

   The interviewer chuckled before continuing on with her questions. "Is it true that Louis and Harry live together?" 

   "Well, yes of course. Lou is my first real crush." Harry flashed a smile at the interviewer and sent a crooked smile towards Louis who slightly returned the gesture. Don't blow it, Lou! He cleared his throat and focused his attention back onto the woman. 

   "Now, how does he feel about you?" She smiled, holding the microphone towards Harry. 

   "Mutual. We've discussed it." Harry smirked.

   Louis threw his arm across Harry's shoulders and added, "Well, I mean, look at him!" Louis turned his head and viewed Harry's perfect profile. "He's a very attractive young lad!" Louis squeezed Harry's cheeks with one hand, causing Harry's lips to stick out like a fish. He hoped his joking manor would hide the fact that his cheeks were burning hot.

   "At the flat you two share, which one is more like the woman?" The lady winced, hoping she hadn't offended either of the boys.

   "Harry." Liam and Louis replied in unison, causing Harry to give an 'I don't know what you're talking about' look as Louis continued.

   "Harry cooks and cleans up after me. He keeps the house functioning quite nicely."

   "That's because I don't trust you in the kitchen anymore. Our insurance wouldn't cover another fire! You're just a lazy pig, Lou." Harry grinned, elbowing Louis in the ribs lightly.

   "No, it's because I'm a man, Harold." Harry shot a dirty look in Louis' direction, he hated being called that, which Louis responded with a laugh and a ruffle of his curls

   The interviewer thanked them for their time and wished them 'massive luck' as the boys walked off and joined Niall and Zayn once again. As they stood, taking group photos before the ceremony began, Louis heard someone in the crowd shout "Larry Stylinson!" Louis smiled, knowing of his and Harry's 'bromance of the century' as the boys liked to call it. Louis leaned over and planted a kiss right onto Harry's cheek, as they had done several times in public, how else would they have gotten to 'Larry Stylinson' status. As Louis' lips touched Harry's soft skin, butterflies immediately began to flap wildly within his stomach and as he pulled away, he could've sworn he saw Harry's cheeks flush pink. The crowd erupted once again at the display of affection as the boys were ushered into the venue.

   As the boys were rushed into the main room where the ceremony would take place, they all gasped in awe. Hundreds of circular tables with fancy center pieces were thrown about, all crowded with empty chairs. The stage was large and ominous as it took up the entire back of the auditorium while two large navy blue curtains hung at its sides like guards. The five teenagers were brought to one of the round tables and all sat down in the chairs their name plates had instructed. Liam sat by Zayn and Harry, and Niall took the place on Louis's left as the older boy was placed across from Harry. The curly headed boy tipped the flute of champagne, that had awaited his arrival, towards Louis with a smile before putting it to his lips. Louis stared at the glass jealously as more people began to pour in around them.