Harry and Louis were never together. After a well-deserved break, One Direction is going back and not nearly as big as before. In order to gain publicity, management decides to give the fans what they always wanted. Larry Stylinson! They really didn...
Harry stood outside Modest, hand on the door handle for far to long. He knew Louis wasn't inside. It was 5:42 and the meeting wasn't till 6. Louis was never one for being on time. So he wasn't too sure why he was so hesitant to go in.
He finally gave in and went in after a few moments of hesitation.
He looked around the room he had entered, it all being too familiar. The nicest thing Modest had done for him was let him come out. Louis had started acting differently soon after. A good thing came with a worse, obviously.
He walked up to the front desk.
"Miss," he said, getting the attention of the woman at the front desk.
"I'm Harry Styles, I should have an appointment for 6," Harry said politely.
"Ah yes with-," she stopped to look at what was on her computer screen. "Mr Tomlinson," the woman finished.
Harry simply nodded.
"Have a seat sir, they will call you back when they are ready for you," the woman said, kindly.
Harry not having much of response, sat down pulling out his phone.
It was 6:27 and Louis still wasn't there. He started to think he might not show.
Nerves started kicking in heavy; he made a break for the bathroom.
In the bathroom, he fixed his outfit in the mirror. He hadn't spent much time with it, it only being the 3rd outfit he tried on. Liam had got fed up with Harry asking his approval on an outfit every 5 minutes, but he quite liked the outfit he went with.
It was a black Calvin Klein sweatshirt with black skinnies. He had a skull headband wrapped in his hair. He had a small obsession with wrapping his hair in headbands now that he was growing it out.
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While Harry was in the bathroom, Louis had walked in. Louis had been expecting Harry to be sitting there on his phone, but he was nowhere to be seen. Louis knew Harry hated being late. He didn't know if he had already been called back or not.
He walked up to the window.
"Hi, I have an appointment for Tomlinson," Louis explained to the woman behind the desk.
"Yes sir, with Harry Styles for 6, correct?" she asked, reading back what she had previously read Harry.
"Yeah, has he been called back already?" Louis questioned.
"Um, no sir, I don't believe so," she answered, confusingly looking around the room behind Louis. She hadn't noticed Harry leave.
"Oh," Louis said walking to sit down. He figured Harry was in the bathroom.
Louis suspensions were confirmed minutes later when Harry walked out of the bathroom, immediately looking around and finding Louis.
Neither knowing what to say, both settled on heys.
"Hi" "Hey," Louis and Harry said, at the same time.
Harry looked down at his feet, shifting his feet to make his toes touch through his boots.
Louis looked down at his hand he had delicately placed in his lap.
Harry was still stood and it was making Louis nervous.
"Sitting down?" Louis questioned, nodding to the seats in front of him.
Harry quietly walked to the seats, tripping on his own feet, landing knees down on the ground.
Slapping his hands down on his knees, he huffed.
Louis had to hold his laugh. This was just like Harry.
Louis stood from his chair and stuck out his hand for Harry to grab.
Harry looked at it for a second as if it was a trick and Louis would soon pull his hand away and laugh at him.
"My hand's getting tired here," Louis said, sarcastically.
Harry grabbed his hand, allowing himself to be pulled to his feet.
Harry was a good 3 inches taller than Louis, but with Louis staring at him, he felt small. He curled into himself, wrapping his arms around his waist.
Louis looked him up and down taking him in. His hair had grown since he last saw him. He had a headband wrapped up in his hair which was.. new.
He missed him.
Louis was staring for too long and Harry was getting fidgety.
"So, how have you been," Harry asked, not know what else to say.
Louis stepped far back from Harry before sitting back down in his chair. It was 6:30, he had expected them to call them back by now.
He didn't want to lie and say he had been okay. Because he wasn't okay.
He was about to answer when a door opened. "Mr Tomlinson, Mr Styles, would you please follow me." a small blonde woman told them.
Louis stood from his chair. Harry turned his body to the side allowing Louis to walk past him and in front of him before following after him.
Louis walked past the woman, Harry following on his heels.
"It's the third door on the left," the blonde woman explained.
Louis and Harry had reached the door and neither was ready to enter. Louis took a deep breath and looked at Harry. Harry gave him a small nod and Louis opened the door.
Okay so this isn't exactly a cliffhanger but I mean.... kinda? I don't really like this chapter I'm sorry. It could have been better I just don't know-how. So I'm sorry it sucked but the next one should be good. I have a plan. Vote? Comment?
