The Payne For Styles [Lirry] EDITING!

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

*Liam's POV* 

I grabbed Harry's hand and led him into the arena the other lads had just finished performing in. Passing by a couple of the crew backstage, they gave us confused looks and did double-takes. I smiled and waved at them, continuing to pull Harry after me.

"Uh, why are they giving us those weird looks?" Harry asked behind him.

"Cuz we should be just getting off stage after 'performing' tonight," Liam reminded him with a chuckle.

"Right," he said softly, squeezing my hand. "Your cousin and my 'even more attractive' cousin replaced us on stage."

Sighing sadly, I stopped walking and turned around to cup his face with my hands. "Please listen to me, Haz. I love you; not your cousin. And I'm sorry for flirting with him while you were gone. He's more Leeroy's type anyway. You'll see soon enough, okay?"

"Just don't flirt with him again so I don't have to try to kill my own cousin," he threatened me, poking at my chest. "You understand, Li? You're my boyfriend. Nothing and no one is gonna change that."

"I completely understand," I said, leaning forward to kiss him softly. "Love you."

"Love you too. Now show me where my 'homewrecker' cousin is," he demanded, pulling at my hand to drag me after him.

He stopped a crew member to ask where the other lads were, much to the confusion of the crew member. Nonetheless, he said that the lads were in the change room, where we probably should've been after the concert.

"Thanks!" Harry called back, still dragging me after him.

"Harry, slow down! At least promise me that you won't actually hurt your cousin. He did nothing wrong," I said with a tug against his hand.

"You would defend him," I heard him mutter angrily, reaching the door of the changeroom.

Throwing the door open, there was a scream, protests for being seen naked, and something about invaded privacy. Harry and I rolled our eyes at Louis, knowing full well that he really didn't mind showing off his body. I walked in hand in hand with Harry and scoffed at Louis.

"As if you actually care if anyone sees you naked nowadays," I said dismissively.

"Huh. You're right, Payno. I really don't care. We've passed that privacy ages ago as a band," Louis agreed with a laugh. "Silly me."

"That's so weird," Marcel said softly from the couch.

Harry looked over at him then, glaring darkly. "Hey, Marcel. Have fun out there acting as me?"

"Uh... Y- yeah, I guess. It was... different," Marcel replied hesitantly.

"Well, it was so weird for me. I mean, Liam is such a wreck on stage normally, dancing around without any coordination whatsoever. Can you imagine how hard that was for me?" Leeroy commented.

"Holy crap. That's your cousin, Liam?" Harry asked me stepping back in shock.

"Yeah. Looks a lot like me, huh?" I said with a chuckle. "And thanks for tonight, Leeroy and Marcel."

They nodded back, Marcel smiling and blushing as Leeroy waved it off as he sat beside Marcel and put an arm around his shoulders. Harry growled at Marcel after seeing him blush at me, but I wrapped my arms around him.

"Leemo, what's wrong with your boyfriend?" Niall asked.

"Jealous again; even though he doesn't have to be," I replied with a smile, kissing Harry's shoulder.