Our Moment /A Larry Stylinson Oneshot/

Our Moment

Today was the day the boys were shooting the ad for their new perfume That Moment. The rest of the boys had already done their parts and now Louis was the only one left. He walked out and did his best but it seemed like no matter what he did, the photographer just wasn't happy.

"Louis! I've seen you do better then this!" He would shout. "Give me more!" And then eventually, "No! No! I can't work with this! Get him out of here!"

So now Louis is sat in his dressing room, the door locked, ignoring Liam's knocks as he holds in his tears. He did his best, he smiled when he was told to and even did that stupid seed thing, so why wasn't it enough? How did he disappoint so many people. Louis sniffed a bit and brought his knees to his chest, resting his chin on his knees. Outside he could hear Liam talking to Niall.

"Is he okay?"

"I'm not sure."

"He did fine, that guys just a prick."

"Maybe we should get Harry."

Harry wasn't there though. Harry went first at the shoot and told Louis he would head home. Harry had some sort of dinner planned for him and he needed all day to cook. So he wasn't there and Louis was sort of glad. He didn't want Harry to see him upset. See him cry just cause someone was mean to him. But that's exactly what's happening.

"I'm gonna call him." Zayn said from outside. Louis groaned and let himself lean over until he was folded into a ball but laying on his side. Within a minuet, his phone buzzed with a text. He pulled it out of his pocket and laid it by his head on the leather couch.

"Zayn called and said something happened after I left. Are you alright?"

Louis groaned again and rolled over so his back faced the phone. He got another text a minuet later. Then another. Then another.

"Louis. Please just let us in." Niall said.

"Go away." His voice cracked on the g.

"Louis, that guys just a prick. We all know you did good."

"Apparently good isn't good enough." Louis mumbled, hugging his knees even closer to his chest.

"Lou-

"Guys. I just..I just really wanna be alone for now."

So they stopped knocking. Louis knew they hadn't left but they atleast gave him some space. He didn't noticed when the tears started beading in his eyes but he was fully aware when they started moving down his cheeks. It was the same time someone knocked on the door again.

"I said go away." He hiccuped through his tears.

"BooBear? Can you open the door."

It wasn't Niall's voice or Liam's voice or even Zayn's. There's only one person thats aloud to call him BooBear. He sat up and wiped his eyes. He stared down at his phone, reading the missed texts from Harry.

"Sweety, what happened?"

"Do you need me to come over there?"

"Be there in 5."

So now he was here and all Louis wanted to do was burry his face in Harry's chest and have himself a good long cry. But he also didn't want Harry to see him crying for such a stupid reason.

"Baby please?"

"I don't want you to see me cry Harry." Louis sniffed.

"I've seen you cry before honey."

"Not over something so stupid." The tears hadn't stopped.

"Liam?" Harry said, he must have turned cause his voice seemed a bit muffled.