True Friends - A Larry Fanfic

Awards & Contracts

A/N: This story is set in a universe where COVID doesn't exist. Some events happened irl, but I might change them up a bit, especially with timings, just to make the story flow a little bit better. Also idk how these events work so imma make it up.

Harry steps out of the huge black car, pulling his Gucci jacket tighter around his shoulders. He follows his bodyguard into the venue, where several stars are already strutting the red carpet. He can see Rihanna, clad in a skin-tight yellow dress, along with several other singers including Billie Eilish, Justin Bieber, and of course Taylor Swift. 

When it's his turn to walk the red carpet, he steps out in his pale green Gucci suit, paired with an extravagant black blouse and blue necktie. He tries his best to adhere to as many instructions and requests from the photographers as possible, and he is soon able to leave. He heads to his seat and waits for the award announcements to start. He is nominated for Best Album Pop/Rock (Fine Line), Pop/Rock Male Artist, Best Song Pop/Rock (Watermelon Sugar).

A few rows behind, a tall blonde woman has just taken her seat beside her boyfriend of four years. They sit close together, hands intertwined. She smiles as the announcer walks up to the stage. She has been nominated for four awards: Artist of the Year, Female Artist Pop/Rock, Best Music Video (cardigan), and Best Album Pop/Rock (folklore). 

The announcer walks to the podium and welcomes all the guests to that night's event. Eventually it gets to the categories and the winners are announced.

"And the winner of Best Music Video Pop/Rock is... Taylor Swift!"

Taylor stands up and walks to the stage, picking up her greyish pink skirt as she goes. She takes the award, moving to the podium to make her speech.

"Um, well. This is the biggest honour, thank you so much to everyone, my fans, my family, my friends, my production team, that's Jack, Aaron, Justin, Universal Records, William Bowery, everyone. I had a blast making this video, um," she pauses to giggle. "Especially the bit where I got soaked. I mean at least it was summer, so it was actually quite refreshing. So yeah, thanks everyone, have a great night!"

After about two hours, they reach one of the biggest awards of the night, Album of the Year. The announcer takes to the stage again to reveal the winner.

"The winner of this award is Fine Line by Harry Styles!" The hall erupts in applause and a huge grin stretches across Harry's face, but the rapturous congratulations are soon hushed.

"But, for the first time ever in AMA history, we actually have a tie for this award. So could Miss Taylor Swift join Mr Styles on the stage?"

The room is silent as she stands to take her place next to the dark haired man, smiling as she reaches the podium. Everyone in the audience can feel that the tension in the room could be cut with a knife. 

"Well, I don't really know what to say." Harry says into the microphone. "Thank you so so much to all the fans, along with my family, friends, and production and writing team. Couldn't have done it without you all, thank you."

"Same here." Taylor says as Harry steps back. "Thank you to everyone who helped with this album, all my friends and family. And how could we forget the fans? You guys are seriously the best."

The hall explodes in applause, and the two winners descend the stairs, talking and laughing.

"Congrats mate."

"Thanks, you too."

"You deserve it, you know."

"Well you do too."

"Aw thanks!"

"Seriously though, your album was pure quality."

"Was? You don't think it's quality anymore Styles?"