KINGS & QUEENS - LARRY STYLINSON FANFICTION

LEAVING THE VENUE

After the show, Niall goes out with his family and friends who shared the VIP area with Harry. Although everyone hurries to the van after the show, Jeremy is struggling with getting out of the closed area. There are already a lot of fans waiting outside who want to get a glimpse on their idols. The problem is that there's no other way to get out than to use the street everyone uses. It's not only the fans who are in the way. In addition, parents are about to pick up their children on the parking lot. It's a huge mess. "Irish people are nuts," Jeremy mumbles as he slows down right after passing the gate. "Why is everyone out here already? Shouldn't they still be inside?" He shakes his head. "The band is still playing!"

"Might be the other half of Niall's family out here," Louis jokes and everyone laughs.

"I met Niall's mum and dad. They're cool, not affected by his success at all."

"Yeah," Liam adds, "they're down to earth, just as Niall is."

"You all are, guys. That's impressive."

"Thank you," Zayn replies.

"Niall's little cousin Myra asked me if I was a fairy because of my locks and the stars on my shirt." Harry smiles at the thought. "When I said no, she frowned and asked her sister who determined that I wasn't being completely honest. We discussed some minutes about me being an enchanted fairy and the girls came to the conclusion that this was the reason why I didn't know about it myself. They touched my hair all the time and Gwen, Myra's sister said my hair reminded her of her cat's fur which, like Myra confirmed, is soft and smelled like flowers. That was so cute and everyone around us was amused. They all are likeable people."

"What a story," Rob smiles, "nobody would ever say such lovely things about my hair." He lets his hand run over his bald head and everyone in the car laughs again. Still, Jeremy hasn't come far since people and cars are still blocking the street. Some security guys and police officers are trying to clear the way. After minutes of waiting, one of them gives Jeremy a sign to drive further but still, it's nearly impossible.

"There are too many people in the streets, it's impossible to pass," he says as the car moves achingly slow. The girls are screaming outside, some of them are too close, drumming against the windows and the chassis.

"That's scary, man," Harry says and pushes his hair back. "I've never been in a situation like this."

"Don't move and lean back a little," Rob tells Louis and the boys. "It will get harder for them to spot you like this and maybe then they'll let go if we're lucky enough but maybe that also won't help." He sighs. "Thank God the windows are tinted so that it's already hard to spot you." Everyone does what Rob has commanded. Suddenly, Jeremy stops the car with an emergency breaking so that everyone moves forward and backward with an unexpected jerk. "Fuck!" Rob shouts and Louis can feel his pulse quicken all of a sudden. The security guards and police officers outside clearly aren't able to manage that situation on their own. Louis can hear them shouting into their walkie talkies, accompanied by the girl's screaming and yelling. They seem so stressed but who could stay calm in their situation?

"Could the windows break?" Louis asks, fidgeting with his fingers.

"No, not by the girls hitting them. The problem is that they're putting us and themselves in danger, that's insane." Hectically, Jeremy looks left and right, trying to get an overview over the situation but the more time passes, the more people gather around the car. Also, more and more parents arrive to pick up their children and everything has become a bigger mess than before.

"If I could, I'd turn but it's impossible," Jeremy says.

"We need to get more people here to help them," Rob replies and deals a number. He quickly explains the situation and he's told that more helpers are on their way. Minutes feel like hours until the car can pass eventually.

"Wow, that was quite exciting and scary at the same time," Harry says as they're finally on the main street.

"Most of all, it was stressful. I have been in situations like these but this one has been the worst by far. That's the reason we leave immediately but this time, we were too slow although we couldn't have been faster, in my eyes."

"Or the fans have noticed that already," Zayn says. "Maybe we need a new strategy."

"Yeah," Liam nods, "they notice almost everything. Seems like they are a federation of detectives."

"Do you think they might have seen me?" Harry asks after a while.

"Probably," Liam laughs, "no way they haven't."

"The internet will know," Louis says, rolling his eyes. "Don't worry. Or maybe my personal reporter from hell will inform me about the relevant parts in a few."

"Why are you so bitter about it?" Zayn asks. "The fans post things about you all the time and you've never complained about it. I don't understand that, really."

"Because this is different!" What the hell is wrong with Zayn now? Since when is Zayn against Louis in front of everyone? This fucks Louis up so bad.

"What the hell is different?"

"Guilty," Harry says and holds his hand up. Then he chuckles and his dimples show again.

"Louis is a hard nut to crack," Zayn tells Harry. "You have to know that he doesn't really mean half of the mean things he has probably said to you so far."

Louis swats Zayn's arm. "Shut up you idiot!"

Zayn looks at Harry and they both start laughing. "Louis!" They both say unison what makes everyone laugh in the end too, everyone except Louis.

"You all hate me, right?"

"How could we hate you?" Zayn says and pulls Louis close by putting his arm around his neck. "We really love you."

"That kind of love is strange," Louis grunts as he wiggles out of Zayn's embrace. For the rest of the drive he stays silent, looking out of the window. He feels so small. Like the black sheep, again.