Our first album dropped in mid november of 2011, we started our tour that december. It was scary because we were just 5 basic guys from small towns in Ireland and the UK. We were about to travel all over Europe, Ireland, and the UK. We had a few days off for Christmas, which meant that me and Harry would be separated. I couldn't wait the 5 days we were given for christmas. Harry had called me every night and on my birthday he spent the night at my house. When we woke up on Christmas morning and Harry was cuddled into me with his face buried in the blankets and my chest. I could feel his calm breathing as he scooted in closer to me. I wrapped my arm around him and ran my hand through his curly hair while he slept for a bit longer. As he woke up he looked at me with his sleepy eyes and rubbed them in the cutest way possible. He looked and me said in his morning raspy voice "just a few more minutes please, I don't wanna leave you just yet" I felt his bare skin touch mine as he moved the blanket. He tucked into me so much that you couldn't see him in the blankets. I wrapped my arms around his bare upper body as I said "I love you and Merry Christmas, my love" then we fell back asleep. I fell back to sleep on christmas morning with my whole world in my arms. That was the best present I ever could have asked for.
The next day my twitter was filled with all of the 'Larries'. They brought up the fact that they think me and Harry were together last night. They think that because Harry was doing a livestream and he called to tell me that he had my gift ready and wanted to bring it over. Then Anne, his mum, posted a christmas family photo and people noticed that Harry wasn't in it. They made the connection that he said he wanted to bring me my gift and that he wasn't in the photo. The worst part about that is I can't respond to tell them if they are right or wrong. Modest controls my social media. Which sucks, it really truly does. During the tour Harry and I spent a lot of time together. It was so nice. We noticed if we were sly enough we could be touchy on stage. When we were on the couch we would put our arms behind the boys' heads and Harry would grab my hand. We played 56 shows this tour we had a long break after though so I always looked forward to that time off.
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