I: 01 - Premiere

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Harry's awoken by a frantic Louis, rummaging through his dressers and, basically, ripping the room apart. Squinting his eyes, Harry brings his hands up to his face, blocking the light that streams through the open blinds. 

"What are you doing...?" Harry's groggy voice sounds annoyed, more so by the light shining in his eyes than the fact Louis woke him up with all the noise.

"You know what today is." Louis responds quickly, not bothering to stop what he was doing to look at Harry.

"Oh. Yeah. Right." Harry blinks a few times, "Important."

"Extremely important." Louis emphasizes. "And guess what?" he pauses, but not for enough time to let Harry actually guess. "My shirt shrunk in the wash. Did you put it in with that blue bottle of detergent?" 

Furrowing his eyebrows, Harry shuts his eyes to think for a second. "What's wrong with the blue bottle?" he asks, after he realizes he did put Louis' shirt in with the blue. 

"The blue is for tough things, like jeans and t-shirts," Louis sighs, "The red is for delicate stuff."

"I'm sorry, I forgot," Harry sits up in bed, "please forgive me," he makes a puppy dog face, but Louis still doesn't turn around and stop searching in the drawers. 

"I would maybe forgive you if I could find something else decent to wear." Louis melodramatically groans, flinging yet another t-shirt across the room. 

After stretching his arms over his head, Harry gets out of bed and puts on a pair of sweat pants. He yawns before walking over to Louis and wrapping his arms around the shorter boy from behind. He nuzzles his head into Louis' neck, and says, "Relax. It'll all be fine."

Louis lets out a breath, sinking into Harry's arms. 

"Wear one of your blazers with that white collared shirt under it. With some black pants and your Vans, you'll look sharp." Harry reassures, kissing Louis' cheek before letting him go and walking out of the room and into the kitchen. 

While Louis gets together the things Harry suggested, Harry makes himself a bowl of cereal. Louis may be getting ready now, but he's nervous, so he wants everything to be right. Harry, on the other hand, still has to shower and pick out clothes, assuming Louis hasn't picked some out for him already. (He probably has.)

Really, this is opposite of most mornings. Harry's usually up first, making breakfast and that, and Louis wakes up later. Of course, today is an exception, because it's Louis' movie premiere day. And, well, Harry should be nervous, too; just, for other reasons. 

The cast and crew had been working two hard years on the movie, and finally it was to be premiered in London. Harry and Louis had already seen it, naturally, about a hundred times. But, today, it's the public's turn. 

Louis eventually walks out of the shared bedroom with the Harry's suggested outfit on, and Harry smiled at him, because of course he looked dazzling. No matter what he wears, Harry thinks, he's dazzling. It must be in his blood. 

"Thanks," Louis says as he walks up to Harry and leans against the counter. 

"No problem," Harry responds, finishing his cereal and loading the bowl into the dishwasher. 

As Harry takes a shower, Louis frets over every detail, his overthinking taking him over once again. He's worried that people won't like it - he's worried about every possible thing he could worry about, really. 

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"You're making me wear a bow tie?" Harry asks, just after he's gotten out of the shower. He has a towel draped around his waist, and Louis is standing in front of him with the clothes he'd prepared. 

"Of course I am," Louis smiles as he sets the clothes in Harry's hands, a bow tie on top. "Bow ties are cool."

"You know," Harry teases, "I never should've introduced you to that show." 

"Whatever." Louis nudges Harry's shoulder, and then proceeds to call Zayn, just to make sure he is coming to the premiere, as he promised he would. (Louis knows Zayn will be there, he just needs something to occupy himself with.)

Harry fastens on his bow tie, getting frustrated when it won't stay straight, and keeps twisting slightly upwards. Eventually he gets it to stay, after maybe a few curse words. 

With only an hour until the premiere starts, now, Louis is getting anxious. He just wants to go. So, he and Harry decide to be early birds, getting into the car and heading off to the venue. Louis insists on driving, though Harry's a little worried that Louis' anxiety will be overwhelming or something. Harry lets him drive anyway; maybe it'll settle his nerves?

When they arrive, with no accidents, there are already tons of people lining up against the gates, fans and interviewers alike. Louis' eyes widen, because these people are here for him. (Or his movie, rather. Either way, it makes Louis feel especially warm and fuzzy inside.)

"Ready, baby?" Harry raises an eyebrow and smiles wide, and Louis holds his gaze for a few moments before slowly nodding. 

Louis is euphoric, walking towards the mass of people. Sure, he's been in this type of situation before, but it's never been quite like his own movie premiere. How could it be? 

Harry walks beside Louis, approaching the crowd. He places his hand on the small of Louis' back as they get closer, and he can feel how tense Louis is. Harry rubs Louis' back gently, until they come face to face with some of the fans. The fans reach out, their phones in hand, asking for pictures and proclaiming their love. 

Louis and Harry, of course, give them hugs and selfies and sign things for them, and as this happens, Louis feels himself get less and less nervous. These people love him for who he is, and they will love the movie. He's nearly sure of it, and that makes him unbelievably happy. 

Eventually, the two get separated, with Harry taking more time to talk to the fans. 

"Harry, when are you two getting married?" one girl asks, and Harry merely winks at her. This causes some girls behind her to scream. 

"Who's going to propose?" another asks, and Harry playfully shrugs, though the huge smile on his face probably gives it away. 

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woooo it's started!! is it off to a good start? ;)

and also if you didn't catch it, this is two years since where youtube ended! 

hope you enjoyed :*

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