Title: For Me by itsmichaelann on AO3
Summary: Based after the 2013 movie Gravity (starring Sandra Bullock and George Clooney)
Work Count: 2,407
Harry hooked on his tether to his astronaut suit before he pushed himself off the international station.
"Houston, this is Harry Styles. I'm going on a space walk to tend to the loose screw of the transmitter," he reported into the microphone that sent all his spoken words to the Houston NASA station.
"Roger. Harry, do you even know what you're doing?" The familiar voice of Louis came through to Harry's ear. He was one of the commanders back at the station - always there to listen to Harry's every move.
"I figure I can just tighten everything near the transmitter and it'll be fine, right?" Harry guessed.
"Harry, if you could just wait until my fun space walk is over, I'll help you out," his mate, Niall told him. He was floating at least thirty feet away from the station - taking in the view. Harry always thought how annoyed he got with the same surroundings inside the station but outside? It never gets old, looking down at all the countries that you hear about in your school classes.
"Niall, I'm sure I'm fine." Harry assured him as he hopped down the side of the station.
"Harry...." He heard the commander again."Please wait for Niall."
Harry groaned, "Lou, I am okay. See, I'm at the transmitter right now? I'm just gonna tighten everything up and if that doesn't work, Niall can take over, okay?"
He heard Louis sigh on the other end. "Alright, but don't spend too much time on it. I see another spaceship coming into the same hemisphere as you."
"Whose is it?" Harry asked curiously, kind of just hoping he could just hear Louis's voice a little longer. Over the course of the five months he has been in space, he has always found Louis's voice comforting so he always tried to get him talking.
"From our reports, I've got a Russian shuttle entering your hemisphere in about ten minutes." He told Harry as he began tightening the screws around the transmitter. Currently, the international space station was over Asia and Northern Africa.
"Always, the Russians!" Harry said jokingly. "Lou, how's your boyfriend doing?"
"Ah... Well, we didn't end up working everything out so... We've broken up." Lou sighed.
"Aw Louis, he didn't deserve you anyway. You know that." Harry told him because in all the conversations he has had with Louis, he always has much more... Everything compared to the people Harry knew.
He laughed heartily, "thanks Harry. You know me so well to be able to say that."
"Hey! I know you quite well - I have been talking for you for five months for God's sake!" Harry justified himself. He couldn't help but feel a little insulted that Louis doesn't think they know each other.
"It's okay, Harry, it's okay." Louis giggled, making Harry smile.
Niall gagged, "you guys! Always flirting. I hope you guys meet or hook up or something when we finally land. What's the status on the Russians?"
"I was just about to say the Russian shuttle is officially in your same hemisphere. And Niall, we are not always flirting." Louis informed them and Niall laughed.
"Yeah? I dare you to ask the rest of your mates in the station that's listening right now and see what they think." Niall challenged.
Louis scoffed, "yeah right."
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