Author's Note
Hi lovelies. It's FINALLY here! I'm so sorry it has taken so long to get this chapter out. My kids were super sick and I've been agonising over this chapter all week.
Shout out to my beautiful babe Tay. Pack your bags girl your going on vacation! I hope you love your part in this fic. Love you for always x
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All the love
Z x
The days and weeks following the after party had been a PR nightmare. Thanks to Niall, his IPhone and a few too many tequila shots, the video of their body shots antics had gone viral.
When Harry and Louis had finally worked up the nerve to leave the safety of Harry's bathroom after christening every available surface, they'd powered up their dead phones and all hell had broken loose.
Both of their phones had rung out through the otherwise silent suite and had continued to do so for what felt like hours with missed calls, text messages, voice mails, twitter mentions and every other manner of notification Louis could think of.
Management had been too slow to stop Niall, the self proclaimed Captain of the Larry ship and within an hour of uploading the video Harry, Louis, Niall and the hash tags #LarryStylinson and #HarryStylesBodyShots had gone viral.
Harry hadn't batted an eyelid at all the attention they were getting, especially where the pair of them were concerened. He'd even retweeted the video himself, captioning it with "Get you a guy who can..." before management had quickly shut him down.
It hadn't gone unnoticed by his legion of followers though and so his retweet was still circulating twitter popping up every other day since.
Management had stooped so low in their quest to end it that they'd employed someone specifically to monitor social media and shut down anything they deemed "career suicide", mainly referring to anything that mentioned Larry or anything remotely related.
Their entire group had gained massive traction on twitter and damn near every other social media outlet. Their selfies and videos and tweets gaining millions of likes, views and comments especially those taken at Lux.
This was mostly thanks to Harry's already established fan base and their "a friend of Harry's is a friend of ours" mentality, now spreading the love to Louis and the rest of the group.
It had been alot to take in at first. Louis had gone from being a nobody, a silent spectator in life to being thrust head first into the spotlight. Every time he or Harry had left the safety of his suite they'd been bombarded by fans and paparazzi trying to catch a glimpse of them and in the end both of them had baracaded themselves in Harry's suite.
It wasn't that Louis necessarily hated the attention, he just wished he and Harry had, had more time alone before the whole world knew about them. Or thought they knew. If management had anything to do with it no one would ever know the truth. Harry however had other ideas.
Harry had apologised at every opportunity he could for a week. He'd showered Louis in kisses and gifts and breakfast in bed. Massages, foot rubs and mind blowing orgasm's. It had been sweet and thoughtful of Harry to apologise for throwing Louis head first into the lime light but Louis hadn't been an innocent bystander. There were memes, montages and hash tags that proved otherwise.
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FanfictionINCOMPLETE. UPDATES REGULARLY. Harry Styles is the world's biggest star. The 23 year old mega star is a style icon and music heart throb. Louis Tomlinson is an adoring fan and song writer who can't believe he's going to a sold out show to celebrate...