Styles

Two

Harry had a show today. Which meant all day would be spent surrounded by people. So many goddamned people. He didn't want to be surrounded by people today, or any day for that matter. All he wanted was to get drunk and sleep. Well he couldn't sleep, but no one said he couldn't get drunk.

Not only did the singer have to be surrounded by people, he had to spend the day with Louis Tomlinson. Louis fucking Tomlinson. There was no one he hated more than Louis. There was no one he loved more either, so the only way he could function around him anymore was to be distracted. Alcohol always seemed to do the trick.

He pulled himself out of bed. Nine am. His phone had an un godly amount of notifications. He cleared all the obvious ones: random tags in social media, tweets, emails...anything he didn't need to know. Now he was left with a dozen messages from from his team making sure he came to rehearsals today ready to work. ready to focus. Ready to pretend Louis didn't exist, well at least not in the way he used to.

Louis and Harry had fallen in love the minute they met in that little bathroom on the X-Factor. They were so young and happy. Harry could recall when louis jumped into his arms on that stage. The boy felt so small in his red beanie and grey sweater as he wrapped his body around Harry.

He walked over to the bar on the other side of his hotel room and pushed the memory out of his brain with the first bottle he saw.

He poured a glass and took a sip, the golden fluid burning his throat on the way down. He welcomed the sting. He pulled the glass away from his lips and inspected its contents.

Tequila he thought.

"Bottoms up haz" he spoke to himself before downing the rest of the glass and moving to look in the mirror that sat over the rack of bottles.

He was very good looking. He knew he was. He smiled at himself and ran a hand through his hair. It started to curl at the ends over his shoulders. He loved his hair long. Another memory flashed in his mind.

"Pretty pretty harry." Louis spoke as he wrapped his arms around harry and looked in the mirror with him in their shared bathroom.

"Louuuuu stop you're making me blush." Harry was right, he always blushed at louis compliments.

"well good" louis said "pink cheeks just make you more pretty you know." He reached up on his toes to play with harry's curls.

"You should grow it out . Then you would look like a prince. Prince harry." Louis spun him around and kissed him softly.

Harry wrapped his arms around louis back and kissed him harder. He never could get enough of louis. He fit perfectly in harrys arms. He leaned louis against the bathroom wall determined to kiss him until he couldn't breathe and it felt like the world faded away.

"now now Harold. lets not get too carried away, we have an interview and we cant show up late. No need to give the fans more evidence that we are together" He spoke with deep red lips swollen from harrys.

"but we are together lou. Maybe we should just show everyone and then we dont have to hide in hotel rooms." Harry spoke eagerly and starred into louis bright blue eyes. That was his favorite part of lou. His eyes.

"Harry you know what will happen if we do. No more One Direction. Think of what that will do to the other boys. To our families when they sue us for breaking contract. We cant harry. We just cant. "

The phone rang, knocking harry out of his trance.

"what?" he was short. hostile. Like always these days.