Larry fics

No Business Like Show Business

"It could be worse." Zayn is trying to be reassuring, squeezing Louis' bicep while they're waiting to be called in by management.

The brunette rolls his eyes and shakes out his ridiculously long and shaggy hair. "I just don't care anymore, Zee. That sounds horrible to say, but it's true."

Zayn sighs. "I know you don't. The band knows, hell, our management probably know."

"I don't want to seem ungrateful, but it's my life. If I want to ruin it, why do I need others' approval?" Louis asks sincerely. He looks to his best friend in question.

"Because you're in a band and you could ruin their lives too." Zayn knows Louis' been having a rough time, they all have, but Louis especially.

The older male looks to the ground as he lets that answer sink in. "Do you ever wonder what it would be like if you didn't exist?"

"No. Louis, are you okay?" There's a bigger question Zayn wants to ask, but he doesn't want to ask it here.

He doesn't answer right away. He's quiet before sighing heavily and looking up and his friend with his perfectly perfected smile on his face. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

An intern steps from the office and calls them in for their meeting.

"Let's go get lectured at." Zayn rolls his eyes, allowing Louis to go into the office before he does.

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Louis makes his way back to the bus with Zayn trailing behind him. "I'm sorry I got us into trouble. I honestly have no clue how it got leaked."

"It's alright, Lou. Let’s just not film anymore, yeah?" Zayn enters the tour bus to hushed whispering.

Niall and Harry are on the couch, their sides completely pressed together while they had a quiet conversation going on. Harry quiets down when he sees Zayn and Louis, choosing to look away.

The brunet finds himself rolling his eyes for the hundred and first time that day. He snaps at his bandmate and, once upon a time, best friend. "Thought I heard someone talking about me."

Harry chooses not to answer despite wanting to. He just looks at Niall and drinks from his water bottle.

That enrages Louis even more. "You guys are fucking ridiculous. Golden boys? Ha! You're just as fucked up as us. Don't get all high and mighty on us now."

Harry rolls his eyes. He's itching to say something, but he's not going to give in because Louis' being a prick.

Zayn groans. "Louis, come on. Why don't you just head to the bunks and take a nap?"

"Don't tell me what to do! You're not my mother! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go do whatever the fuck I want and that includes smoking a blunt."

Liam watches as the eldest stomps off. "Not the smartest tactic, Harold."

Harry scoffs. "Why should we talk to him? That video was down right the stupidest shit ever. Neither of them gave a fuck that this would reflect negatively on the band not just them!"

"You know he didn't make the video public. Besides, he looks like a trapped lion ready to pounce. Don't poke him." Liam chastises the youngest boy.

"I'm not poking him! I didn't say a word to him!" Harry huffs looking towards Niall for some kind of backup.

Niall sighs. "I'm not getting in the middle of this. I think we all need to handle this situation better."

Harry frowns. "He was calling us both names! Are you aware that your dream could end because of someone else?"