I was laying in bed really bored with Ed Sheeran on replay and this is what came out of it. So if your wondering why random lines from some of his songs ate in here, it's because of that.
Out Of Mind - Larry One Shot
Louis POV
I'm running around the room humming along with the mixes of lyrics stuck in my head.
Kiss Me like You Wanna Be Loved. Wanna Be Loved. This Feels Like Falling In Love. Falling In Love.
Where oh where did I put those pants? Aha! Found them under the roller chair!
Lala Give A Little Time To Me! My My My My My My Oh Give Me Love! My My My My My My Oh Give Me Love!
Searching for my left shoe, no that's a red TOMS not gray...
"Lou? You coming?" came the beautiful voice of my boyfriend.
"Yerp! Trying to find my shoe!"
"Which one?"
"TOMS!"
"Again, which one?"
"Gray!"
"Light or dark?"
"Uh...medium?"
There's a chuckle at the other end. Gosh. Harry is so mean.
They Say She's In The Class A Team Stuck In Her Daydream...
"LOUIS! I FOUND IT!"
Well, way to be loud.
Its Too Cold To Go Outside For Angles To Fly....
"Okay! Coming!"
"It was under the couch!"
Harry was laughing when I came out of my room.
Crumbling Like Pastries...
"Well then hand it over Curly," I said quite irritated.
He gave me my shoe and I slipped it on my single bare foot.
"Ready now?"
I nod and follow him out into the car.
I'll Keep You Sheltered From The Storm That's Raging On.
"Step on it Harry!" I laughed getting into the passenger seat.
I'm Going To Paint You By Number And Paint You In.
"I am, I know your excited Louis but you need to calm down."
I glared at him. It's not my fault that I was excited! We were finally going to the interview that would change our whole life. And I was happy!
I Haven't Slept For The Last Week.
True dat Ed. True dat.
It's Not A Homeless Life For Me.
"Aright. Come on Louis."
I smiled and followed him into the studio. The interview was all set up by management. After two years they're finally letting us come out!
Like You Were In Grade 8. I've Never Felt This Way.
We walked down the hallway and into the spot light. Harry leads us to the couch and all the music that had been running through my mind stops. The lady who was going to help us broadcast our relationship to the public eyes' name was Shelly.
She smiled and tried to flirt with Harry like they all do. He glared at her.
"Seriously? You even know that I'm with him!" he growled at her.
