April 2018
Harry's POV
I have performed at many concerts, some in front of hundreds of thousands of people, but this one is more important than any event I've ever done. My ex-band mates are going to be there, supporting me. So far my show was filled with my new music, Kiwi, Sweet Creature, From the Dining Table, and others. It was weird to sing all of those songs knowing Louis was in a private box dozens of feet away from me. Obviously he knew they were about him, but now he was here in person, listening to the words from my mouth.
"Thank you all for coming out tonight, thank you for bringing your flags and your signs. I'm going to close the show with a song I wrote awhile back with a band called One Direction-" the crowd went absolutely wild. "Ah yes, some of you have heard of them, this song was very special to me at the time, and still is today. It's about sacrifice and unconditional love, here is If I Could Fly."
If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to
Pay attention, I hope that you listen 'cause I let my guard down
Right now I'm completely defenselessFor your eyes only, I'll show you my heart
For when you're lonely and forget who you are
I'm missing half of me when we're apart
Now you know me, for your eyes only
For your eyes onlyI've got scars even though they can't always be seen
And pain gets hard, but now you're here and I don't feel a thing
Pay attention, I hope that you listen 'cause I let my guard down
Right now I'm completely defenselessFor your eyes only, I'll show you my heart
For when you're lonely and forget who you are
I'm missing half of me when we're apart
Now you know me, for your eyes only
For your eyes onlyI can feel your heart inside of mine, I feel it, I feel it
I've been going out of my mind, I feel it, I feel it
Know that I'm just wasting time
And I hope that you don't run from meI pause, grinning, something I do every time I perform this song. I like to listen to Louis' voice in my ear piece. The fans have caught on, I love reading their theories on Twitter and Tumblr. "It's your turn" the venue erupts into their voices, powerful, all I can do is stand proud.
For your eyes only, I'll show you my heart
For when you're lonely and forget who you are
I'm missing half for me when we're apart
Now you know me, for your eyes only
For your eyes only, I'll show you my heart
For when you're lonely and forget who you are
I'm missing half for me when we're apart
Now you know me, for your eyes only
For your eyes only
For your eyes onlyI glance up at the private box, seeing all four the boys. I blow kisses into the crowd, thanking them for being so amazing. My band plays their hard rock riffs, changing the vibe from what it was 5 mins ago. I do the whale and they all go crazy. I blow some more kisses and run off the stage.
In the dressing room I catch up with my old band mates, all of us spread out upon the various couches. Louis hasn't looked at me once, I am craving for his blue eyes to make eye contact with my green ones. I've always craved him, his touch, his glance, his presence. "Alright lads, I better head out, it's getting late" Liam's voice broke my trance. The clock on the wall says 1:12, have we really been talking for over an hour? The boys get up to shuffle towards the door, "Lads I'll meet ya back at the hotel, I'm gonna stay back" Louis' soft angelic voice speaks through the murmurs of the dressing room and hallway.
We stand there, across the room from each other. For someone who didn't know our history together, we'd look like complete strangers put into the same room against our will. I want to speak but I'm not very good with words, unless if it's with writing music.
I feel this magnetic pull between us, a familiar magnetic pull. My hands to hold his, my chest to be against his, my lips..... ache to touch his. I didn't realize this until after the damage was done, we've been subconsciously moving closer to each other, he must feel the magnetic pull as well. "Harry this is so stupid, but, but we need this. Please I need you." I want to tell him I need him to, there is so much I want to tell him: how sorry I am, I should've tried harder, should've called him more, should've- my thoughts cut off by the familiar feeling of his lips on my own.
We are fully lost in each other, there is no going back. I crave his skin on mine, the familiar burning ignites throughout my whole body. As the layers of our clothes are shed, each lie we've ever told, each day we didn't spend together, each night we didn't sleep together, melts along with it. We savor each other, I need to savor him and every moment I have with him. This could be over in an hour, tonight, tomorrow, or even next week, I have no idea how long I have with him. I need to savor every part of him.
We lay breathless, our limbs sprawled upon the baby blue couch, still high from our euphoric state that tore us apart moments earlier. Neither of us daring to speak, maybe due to how perfect the moment was and not wanting to ruin it, or from the nerves we were feeling, not knowing where we stood. Louis is up to get dressed first, I follow; hastily throwing our clothes on, not worrying about tucking in shirts or tying shoe laces properly.
"Where are ya headed next?" Louis isn't quite looking into my eyes when he asks the question, "Atlantic City." "Can I come with you?" I look into his eyes, an hour ago they were a dark, enthralled with lust, now they are paler, calmer, more comfortable. I close the inches of space between us to press my lips to his, holding onto his face, not wanting him to even get the chance to pull away. "Of course" my breath dances across his lips. In this moment, for the first time in a long time, I truly feel his heart inside mine.
Author's Note:
We have come to an end of the week of videos for the 1D reunion. Thank you boys for not forgetting about us because we have never and will never forget about you. Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I move into my dorm August 14 so I've been super busy. I am also very proud of this chapter and hope you all liked it. Stay safe and tpwk :)
- Abby <3
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