Bullshit. (Larry Fan Fiction)-[COMPLETED]

Chapter 4

 I'M SORRY ITS SHORT AND IT SUCKS BUT IT'S A FILLER THE NEXT ONE WILL BE MORE INTESE I PROMISE! <3 -Bianca

ps. dedication because shes my new wattpad buddy and she likes 1D, SWS and she ships Larry :D

Chapter 4:

“I can’t believe this…” I saw the tears forming in Harry’s eyes.

“I know Hazza… but I have a plan don’t worry.” I say as I pull him closer to me.

“Good, your plans are the best Boo!” Harry smiles through the tears, “What’s the plan?”

“Well, now that Eleanor and I aren’t together to the public, you and I have a bit more time to ourselves, so we’re gonna start by just being seen together a lot more often… always sitting together in interviews, obviously by avoiding management, going for coffee every morning we can, more funny on stage moments and what not. As that progresses, we’re going to just drop hints and what not, then an insider is going to leak our relationship.”

“You are brilliant Boo Bear!”

“I know!”

We began the plan immediately; new pictures of us were always floating around the Larry fandom. We sent anonymous support messages on tumblr to all of the Larry shippers. We planned out everything; even Eleanor helped us out. Just a few weeks after beginning the plan there were more Larry shippers, more supporters there for us. And we were ready. Soon, we would have an “insider” leak our relationship to the press. Soon, we could be happy.

* * * 3 days later * * *

Harry and I searched through all of our personal pictures; we decided the most effective way of outing Larry would be to leak a picture. After much consideration we selected a perfect picture of Harry and I snuggling, where I was asleep and Harry was kissing my forehead. Niall took it while Harry wasn’t paying attention because he said we looked too adorable not to.

Eleanor volunteered to be the “insider” to leak the picture and the information. In a matter of a week, if everything goes as planned, Larry Stylinson will be out of the closet, and I never thought I’d be as terrified as I am right now.

Harry and I walked out on the stage the picture of use together plastered on the screen behind us.  I felt him give a small reassuring squeeze to my hand.

 

We were out, now all we had to do was confirm it.

 

I could barley hear anything, I was in a complete state of shock. Harry said the words, confirmed our relationship.

 

The screams began once more, but not support.

 

The crowd was angered. Fans began arguing, objects were thrown at us and as we were being chased of the stage I felt arms start shaking me.

 

“Louis! Louis!” I heard Harry’s voice.

 

“Louis wake up!” Harry practically screamed, “What’s wrong Lou?”

“Nightmare…” I mumbled softly.

“What was it about…?” Harry asked.

“We came out, and the crowd booed, and the fans were mad, and everyone was attacking us, and-“

“Boo you need to stop worrying about it, the REAL fans will be there for us; I know it.”

“I know Harry, I’m just scared! What if something goes wrong, what if we lose a lot of fans?”

“The fans that leave were never real fans, true fans will stay with us through this whole mess.”

I took in Harry’s words as we lay there, and together we drifted back to sleep.