KINGS & QUEENS - LARRY STYLINSON FANFICTION

STARBUCKS

„Hello guys, are you ready? Jeremy is waiting for you in the car, we should go! The paparazzi are almost there, and the time slot is quite limited today!"

"Just a second Rob!" Louis yells and tries to find his phone. He finally finds it under his covers and puts it into the pocket of his jeans. "I'll pay at Starbucks, don't forget about that," Louis tells Harry as they both walk out of the bedroom.

"How could I forget," Harry says amused. Rob calls Louis and Harry again. Louis rolls his eyes. "Let's go or Rob will drag us out of the room." They walk toward the entrance door. "It's a pity that we can't sit down at Starbucks. Look, this could be so nice but of course they don't ask us about what we want."

"I'd also like to sit down for a while but let's focus on the positive side of it."

"The positive side?"

"You told me that you brought board games with you, didn't you?"

"Yeah." As they leave the room, Rob starts walking down the hallway. Harry and Louis follow him.

"We could play a board game after the stunt and have a good time in our room instead of sitting at Starbucks."

"Oh, that would be nice."

"Since our stay at the "Kings&Queens" I've been really looking forward to playing with you again."

Rob turns around. "The boys and some other crew members want to party tonight, won't you join us?"

"I didn't know about it, maybe. Would you like to party tonight instead of playing?" Louis asks Harry.

"Well, it will depend on my mood. But if you would want to go, you can go."

"You don't have to decide now, the others will probably ask you again anyways," Rob says.

"Probably." Louis turns toward Harry and lowers his voice. "I'm a little bit nervous about the fact that we have to get more physical during the stunts. I don't know how and when . . . I'm afraid it might look weird."

"Don't worry about it. I'm going to do it in first place and if you feel like doing something, don't hesitate. It will be okay for me, no matter what you do."

"Okay."

"You don't have to be nervous. We'll go inside, buy our stuff and walk out. Easy." He gives Louis a reassuring smile.

"I hope so."

"Yeah, just don't think about it too much."

Luckily, there aren't many people in the streets except for the paparazzi who take pictures of Harry and Louis as they're walking into Starbucks. Harry opens the door for Louis and lets him walk in first. Two of the paparazzi enter too and position themselves near the entrance. The others stay outside. There are just a few people in the café. Harry and Louis walk toward the counter and check the menu. Harry tells the guy behind the counter what he wants and then it's Louis' turn. While they're waiting for their order, Harry puts his hand onto the small of Louis' back and bends down a little bit. "Thanks for the invitation," he whispers into Louis' ear. "And what I wanted to tell you is that you look really good today."

Louis feels fluttered by Harry's words. "Oh . . . thank you," he responds and flushes a little bit as he looks him in the eyes. Have his eyes always looked as beautiful as today? Harry gives Louis a smile, then takes his hand away. While they're still waiting, two girls come over to and ask for a picture. Rob takes two for the girls. After some small-talk, Harry and Louis leave Starbucks. The paparazzi follow Harry and Louis to their car and don't stop photographing when Jeremy drives away. After Harry and Louis have persuaded Jeremy to take a detour to the nearest Mc Donald's restaurant, they come home to their hotel room with two big bags filled with food. After eating, Louis leans back in his chair, patting his tummy. "Oh god," he moans, "I'm so . . . full." Louis exhales audible. "But it was great. I've been craving Mc Donald's for a long time, so this was perfect."

"True. I loved it."

Louis giggles. "But don't blame me later!"

"I won't, I promise. I will have to work out tomorrow morning to burn all those calories but for now, I'm pleased."

"But you won't force me to accompany you, will you?"

"I won't, don't worry."

"Thank god."

"By the way, you did really well. I had the impression that you forgot about the stunt while we were waiting there." Harry puts the waste into one of the huge, brown paper bags. "At least I felt you were less nervous."

"It was okay, yeah."

"Do you want to party tonight?"

"Not really. What about you?"

"I'd rather stay here. I'm not in the mood to go out."

"Are you in the mood to play?"

"I'd love that and I'll make us some tea, if that's okay?"

"Perfect."

Minutes later, Harry and Louis sit at the table opposite each other. Secretly, Louis is glad that Harry decided against going out. It feels familiar being with him and also Louis wanted to spend time with him alone. As Louis looks at Harry as he's thinking about his next move, he suddenly remembers how Harry's hand felt on his back and he wants to feel it again. This thought distracts him in a way he can't ignore and there's a certain feeling of excitement noticeable in his guts. He had already felt similar some time ago but then he thought he was just overreacting or tired, so he pushed his thoughts away. But now that it feels different, it makes him doubt. It felt wrong then, and it feels wrong now and on top, it confuses Louis a lot. Harry somehow attracts Louis and that's not imagination. He felt that way when they laid in bed the other day, the day when he looked at Harry's torso and traced his skin with his fingertips.

"Louis? Lou?"

"Oh sorry, what?"

"You're not paying attention." Harry gives Louis a small smile and points at the game. "Is everything okay?"

Louis looks at Harry and blinks. "Yeah . . . I'm okay."

"You seem tired. We can stop playing and go to bed. What do you think?"

Has Harry always been so caring? Louis really doesn't know what's happening with him, so he nods. "Well . . . maybe . . . would you mind?"

"Not at all." Harry puts the little figures and the cards into the box again. "You can get ready for bed if you want. I'll tidy everything."

"Okay."