☯Over The Years ((A Larry Stylinson Fanfiction))☯

2013

•2013•

The past year has been terrible.

Yeah, we finished up the tour. And we put out another album. And we even put out a movie. But, personally? It was hell.

Louis and Eleanor, or "Elounor" as some people call them, is still going on. And I'm still expected to be okay with it.

The first few months of the year were completely awful. I felt completely ignored.

Then, just when I thought things couldn't get any worse for me, things started showing signs of turning up.

Yes, Louis had apologized previously for not even trying to defend in that life-changing meeting, and I believed him. It wasn't until Eleanor called me to talk to me that I wanted to know what was up.

"Harry, can we meet up somewhere to talk about some things soon?" She asked over the phone.

"Sure. How about tonight at the coffee shop?" I offered.

"Great. See you there."

When I got there, it was slightly awkward, but then she started talking about what she came here for.

"Look, Harry, I feel really bad for taking Louis away from you. I didn't want to. I was actually a fan of One Direction and I actually was a Larry "shipper". But, I mean, the money they're paying me to do this is too good to pass up. I've talked this over with Louis as well and we've formed a plan. It's not foolproof yet, but Louis said he was willing to try and he figured you would be too. And before I came to meet you, he said to tell you that he misses you and to say that he's in love with you." Eleanor said.

I'd never been so giddy in my life.

I giggled and blushed then said, "Okay. So the plan?"

"Right. Well, we came up with a plan that for the dates that we have to go on, starting next Tuesday, that won't be supervised by your management, that you'll be kinda "coincidently" waiting at the places we go. Louis and I will meet you there, and you and Louis will do the date thing, and I'll just go do my own thing. And, believe me, I'll try to get you guys as together as I can without getting all three of us in trouble. So. How does that sound to you?" She explained.

"That sounds perfect. Thank you so much, El. I had no idea. You don't know how much this means to me. I was wrong about you." I said, smiling with tears of happiness running down my cheeks.

That was when I knew things would be fine.