One direction one shots (slash/boyxboy)

THIS FIRST ONE IS LARRY AND CALLED; AFTER THE CHARITY MATCH

So, i'm -obviously- starting this one shot thing to like keep you occupied while you're waiting for an update or if you're tired of some of my cliff hangers and just want a small story.

you can send me any prompt you want and i'll do the ones that seem the most appealing.

this first one is Larry and more of a drabble. it was prompted by Nathansluv4ever and i liked the idea.

prompt: Could you do a cute Larry one shot about after the charity football match? Like just have them be cuddling and louis being half asleep from being so tired from the game and Harry telling Louis how proud he is and how much he loves him and such? :)

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  Louis slumped down on the bed, exhausted.

  The game today had been tiring and he was fighting madly with himself to keep awake.

  He kicked off his shoes and didn’t even bother showering or anything, he just lay there in is Three Horseshoes jersey and shorts, grinning madly when he thought back to the game.

  His team had won and the directioners went CRAZY. They cheered, they yelled, they cried, they fainted, but best of all they congratulated Louis for the success and told him that nothing would be as pleasant as going to another one of those games. They told him how mad good his soccer skills were and that if he ever decided that he wanted a fun time out he could ring one of them up and teach them some good old football.

  But there was still one person that hadn’t gotten to congratulate him. Just as that thought went through his brain a row of loud yell’s were heard from inside. He panicked a bit, thinking that some directioners might have somehow got into the building, but those deep manly screams made him chuckle as he realized that these were just the idiots he liked to call friends.

  Eleanor, his ex girlfriend, had also been there since they were, like, best friends. At first everyone was a bit suspicious, thinking that the two of them were just playing nice for the media, but the truth was that when Louis told El that he had feelings for his bandmate that were so much stronger than JUST friends would have she kind of fangirled and told him that she had always wanted a gay best friend. She had been suspecting it a bit, since the moments of Larry were a bit more attached than just a bromance, so she hadn’t been surprised. Especially since their relationship had been going down the hill for quite a while.

  He had been at the edge of falling asleep over thinking so much about the previous events when the boys kicked his door open, screaming in victory.

  “WHO WON THE MATCH?!” Niall started.

  “LOUIS DID!” the other two, Liam and Harry, yelled back.

  “WHO’S THE MASTER OF PERSUATING THE BALLS?!” Niall continued, giving Louis a secret perverted look.

  “LOUIS IS!” the others cooed.

  “WHO IS THE BEST?!” 

  “LOUIS IS!”

  “WHO JUST VIDEO CALLED?!” Niall randomly yelled, and Louis was even more confused than he had been.

  “ZAYN DID!” the other two said as they picked up Niall’s phone, where the clear image of an ill looking Zayn was on the other screen, and a happy Perrie beside him.

  “I’m not allowed to yell.” Zayn stated in a hoarse voice after he congratulated Louis and they shared a small phone hug. “But Perrie is.”

  A big smile crossed both of their faces as Perrie inhaled deeply.

  “WHO IS THE BEST FOOTBALL PLAYER ON THIS UNIVERSE WHO MAKES US SO SORRY BECAUSE WE COULDN’T BE AT HIS CHARITY GAME BECAUSE ZAYN DECIDED TO BE SICK EXACTLY TODAY?!” Perrie yelled from the top of her lungs, making Louis crack up a in lazy laughing fit.

  “LOUIS IS!” all of the others, except Zayn but including Louis, yelled.

  “Thanks guys!” Louis blabber out after they stopped their idiotic giggling. “Really, I’m so exhausted after this game, but it was so worth it! To see all the happy faces of you guys, my family and the directioners. All worth it.”

  “No problem mate, we love you!” Zayn told him, breaking into a small coughing fit which made Louis even more appreciative that Zayn arranged to call him through his day of rest and sickness.

  “Talking about exhaustion, you should probably get some rest.” Perrie said, voice filled with the motherly kind of love, which all of the boys liked about her. “And Zayn here probably too.”

  After they all made their goodbyes Liam and Niall decided it was also their time to get going.

  Now the only people left there were Louis and Harry, in a complete comfortable silence.

  When Louis was finally drifting away, for the second time, he felt the bed dip and a happy looking Harry was lying beside him.

  Slowly, Louis turned his head and arranged the best grin he could for the curly one, and moved closer to him. Harry’s hand automatically wound around Louis’s lower back, pulling him even closer so Louis could rest his head on his chest.

  “You were completely amazing today.” Harry murmured soothingly while rubbing small circles into Louis’s skin, reaching his hand under his jersey. “I’m so proud of you. Watching you out there on a field is like watching your dreams all come to one. You were even better than I expected and the way you kicked the ball up the field made my heart warm up, thinking of how lucky I was to get a boy like you. If anyone would’ve came up to me two years ago and told me that I was about to date a drop dead gorgeous singer who was the most amazing person in the world, not to mention those mad football skills, who was over all a male, I would have called them crazy and brought them to the first asylum in town.”

  Louis blushed deeply, never getting used to these compliments, and nuzzled his head farther in Harry’s chest.

  “Says you.” the older snorted and closed his eyes tightly, trying to overcome his tiredness. “You with your curly hair, those pearly straight white teeth and persuading deep voice. All the people instantly fall for that.”

  Harry tilted Louis’s face upwards with his finger, looking deeply into his exhausted eyes.

  “Well I thing YOU are the most beautiful human being on earth, no matter what you think!” he joked seriously, if that even makes sense. “I instantly fell in love with those overpowering blue eyes, that boyish smile, those plumb lips, that smooth skin, that voice, that personality, that humor, that person.”

  Louis felt his heart warm up at these words, still a bit dumbstruck over how Harry seemed to always know the right thing to say, regardless what, and somehow always making it come out romantically. 

  Just as Louis was about to reply a yawn made its way through and Harry chuckled lovingly as he watched Louis struggle with holding it back.

  “You should get some rest.” Harry said, running his hands through the older’s hair, knowing it would relax him completely.

  Louis nodded, leaning into the touch, feeling Harry’s other hand move under his shirt once again and dragging it up and down, slowly massaging it.

  “I love you so much, my angel.” Harry whispered before Louis fell into a deep and happy sleep.

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