#but Louis’ behavior on tour is just so confusing

[watermelonsugacry]

wondering if request are still open for since 2010 series if so I have to wonder if bandmate!yn and harry ever had some more risky or slightly steamy moment together on stage during one direction days. Like maybe when they all sitting together and yn sits right next to harry and discretely puts her hand on his neck to pull his hair while he’s singing?

Ok so whenever this would happen, 8 out of 10 times it would be Harry initiating it bc we all know how touchy-feely he is. And there are honestly too many moments like this of the two of them to keep track of but here are a few of them!

On the band’s last tour, Liam, Niall and Louis are all having a chat on stage about how much of a good audience everyone has been and pointing out some funny signs that caught their attention.

But what fans are really focused on is the other two band members off to the side of the stage.

Harry stands so close to YN that his chest is practically pressing into her shoulder, leaning down to talk into her ear from all the noise around them. He then points to a sign somewhere among the crowd. Fans watch as her face turns confused, her lip scrunching up as she can't see what he's seeing.

Harry puts a large hand on the back of her neck, talking against the skin of her ear as he extends his arm to fully point out the mysterious sign. The fans in the stands are shaking as they record the intimate-looking behavior of their favorite shipped duo. Even more so when YN finally puts a hand above her eyes to block the blinding stage lights and her shoulders are moving as she laughs, finally spotting the sign that reads: 1D you make me Horan-y.

As she goes to speak in his right ear to comment, he quickly moves his head the other way for her to speak into his left. Fans have noticed how much the two tend to shift their heads in that way but they are certainly not complaining because when the video is paused just right, it looks like the two are going in for a kiss.

...

On their Take Me Home Tour, there's no denying how much fun the fans have when the band begins their segment of the show where they answer fan-asked questions--especially with how much YN and Harry drift towards one another.

Once Liam's read a question asking the band what Disney character they would like to be, he turns his attention to Harry first.

"I'd be Mufasa."

She puts a hand on her hip while the other lazily holds the microphone to her mouth, "Well he's quite hot. M'not ashamed to say it."

YN cheekily shrugs as the fans around the arena scream out from her comment. All the boys laugh along and she curiously looks at how Harry chuckles while swiping his thumb over Liam's forehead. She's quickly shaking her head, patting Harry on the shoulder, and mouthing to him that that's the wrong character.

He smirks and quickly floats closer over to her while the rest of the band discusses their answers. The fans erupt in screams at the sight of him putting a hand on her hip, pulling her to his chest as he leans down to speak into her ear. The audience can probably guess what he's explaining to her but they mainly focus on the way his fingers spread themselves over her hip, the way his pinky mindlessly loops under her belt loop and how his index finger barely grazes over the top of her jeans and to the slightly exposed skin of her back.

After he's finished explaining the sexual act, Harry pulls back and repeats his actions of brushing his thumb over her forehead and mouthing the word Simba.

The crowd lets out excited, high-pitched screams at the sight of him letting out a boyish giggle when YN's jaw drops and her eyes go wide. She quickly recovers though when she beckons him back to her, leaning up in the balls of her feet to cheekily tell him, "Oh, so that's what that's called. Never knew it had a name."

While Harry forces himself to laugh instead of scowl at the thought of his secret crush being with another guy, YN answers the question by saying that she'd like to be one of the mermaids from Peter Pan.

...

On the Where We Are Tour, fans in the pit push and shove their way over to the right side of the stage to get the best view they can of YN and Harry sitting side by side on the risen platforms in the middle of the catwalk.

It's well known that every show the two are constantly talking with one another, barely holding their microphones to their lips just in time to not miss their singing parts.

Almost every show has Harry or YN pulling out each other's earpieces, leaning in so close (often times a little too close) to speak into one another ears.

This time is the others except that YN was a little more touchy than usual. YN isn't a huge fan of physical touch but to the public eye, she had to be for various photo shoots, meeting various celebrities constantly, and hugging, high-fiving and kissing multiple fans. When it came to the other boys on stage, there was always an occasional water fight, roughhousing in the green rooms before having to get dressed in their outfits for the show, and the constant hair pulling, face picking and arm slapping.

Yet today, Harry notices the subtle touches she's been giving more than unusual: a hand on his hip as she maneuvers around him as they depart down the stage when singing Midnight Memories, leaning her head on his shoulder briefly during Kiss You, and a squeeze to his wrist during their trip down the catwalk for Why Don't We Go There.

This show seems like any other when fans see the way that as soon as the two band members are seated and give a couple of initial waves to the fans, YN is scooting up close to Harry and pulling out his earpiece.

"Your hair is getting long innit?" She says over Niall introducing the next song.

Harry leans his head back a bit to say into her ear, "Gemma said it needed a trim already."

"No, not yet," She shakes her head with a fond smile. "I like how curly s'getting."

And Harry just has to sit and soak in her compliment as she lifts her microphone to her lips to sing her intro to Don't Forget Where You Belong.

When Harry's solo comes on, YN doesn't really know what comes over her but she reaches out to brush her fingers along his overgrown ringlets. He gives her a glance with a quick raise of his brows before turning his attention back to the crowd. He's only assuming that it might have been an impulse action on her part and it'll have her pulling her hand back to her lap the next second; but she doesn't stop.

YN gently moves her hand to the back of his neck and before she even realizes what she's doing, her fingers card up the base of his scalp all the while Harry's trying to keep his eyes from fluttering closed. It's such an intimate, gentle act that he might combust altogether. Especially when she does a small, playful tug to his hair.

...

On the band’s last show of their last tour, everyone takes a moment to give hugs to one another and to say that YN and Harry took center stage is an understatement.

She naturally wraps her arms over the tops of his broad shoulders and digs her teary face into the crook of his neck. Harry leans down to wrap his arms around the bottom of her back and pulls her flush to his chest. The two stay in their embrace for a minute longer than when they hugged their other band members but they honestly didn't care. Their management team can't say shit when YN pulls back, cupping his cheeks and shaking her head with a teary-eyed smile.

He gives her her favorite dimpled smile and gives a pat to her hip--a little too low that his hand is basically on the top of her bum--before joining up with the rest of their band members in a group hug.

...

And of course there are some other quick moments that never get passed fans:

On their Where We Are Tour when moving past one another on stage, YN doesn't think twice about leaning forward and Harry puts his arms above his head as he slides behind her, trying desperately not to think about the way her bum brushed up against his pelvis.

On the same tour when all six of them are seated side by side on the step of the stage's catwalk when Harry sings his solo for Little Things, the two of them turn their heads to look at each other at the same time without thinking. Given their close proximity, YN can't help her eyes linger down to his lips before quickly turning away.

During a performance for Drag Me Down on their last tour, while YN sings the chorus, she takes a hold of her microphone stand as she lowers herself down with a sultry sway of her hips. All the while Harry has a hard time keeping his eyes forwards and not on his bandmate next to him.

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[bluewinnerangel]

Absolutely stuck on the overwhelming amount of louis today so I'm just gonna turn that energy into recapping everything that made my heart melt today (warning I love all things):

his close to 1.5 hrs late grandpa entrance pls, and that security said it was because he was having lunch

the place was playing his Tour Bus Playlist yey

the many pictures and videos of him looking up at fans, full of love and smiles and warmth and mhm fuck this

when a fan asked him to write "bisexual rights" rainbows and crying emojis go here

him getting real confused when asked to write "nothing's changed" because he was thinking of the line "some things change" instead like mans wrote an album full of lines "contradicting himself" (his words) including a massive pile of "change" everywhere dont play

his face when the fan with the trans flag was talking to him

when a fan said "you're really beautiful" and he responded with "hahaha nice one"

when a fan asked if he knew her twitter because she does piano covers of his songs and he was like YEAH THE PIANO YEAH YEAH YEAH I SEE YOU ALL THE TIME *sparkly eyes*

when a fan asked him to write "hey babe" and he laughed like "hahaha yeah" like just the tone you gotta hear it he knows everything were fine

saying he likes "i choked when your smoke got in me eye" just hearing him say and put emphasis on that line.

so. much. football. talk. here's one

on that note him making this lil shit face when he told a fan their team was gonna lose

when a fan was wearing the green nike jumper he wore recently and he said "ive got that jumper - i know you know that already"

the little wave to the people in the screen

him saying hes not gonna draw a heart "only because im fucking shit at drawing hearts" and then drawing a heart and ye she quirky but i hope he knows that makes it even better

or when a fan asked to draw a little star and his response was to ask them whether they wanted it "5 sides or 6" and "I've not drawn a star in years" again excusing his drawing and then draws a star just fine

writing "we'll be alright"

his lil hiya's and nice one's and cheers'

^Seriously the way he greeted everyone was so early 1d days signings esque im not coping with the passage of time rn

the gum chewing

that a fan told him OTB wasn't a lonely song anymore

"YOU LOOK ROUGH LADS GHAGHAGHAGHA GHA GHAHGHGHA"

When a fan told him "if france wins the game you have to sing angels fly next week" he immediately went "but what about if england win" and told the fan if england win they have to show up in an england shirt at their next gig in france and then his crew apparently very much in on his betting behavior dead serious going REMEMBER HER FACE! REMEMBER HER FACE! ILL REMEMBER HER FACE and then they also thanked the fan lol

the harry meme shirt lookin eyein gazin smirkin seein perceivin happenin

his jumper. that's it.

yk his hair also.

eyes.

The whole chat about AFH in Mexico within the next 5 years and that video especially these frames thank you

personal favorite: when he was asked to write Faith In The Future's initials and he kept looking at the title on his own album cover to make sure he got the right letters

[twelvedaysinaugust]

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[saintqueer]

first, i wanted to say thank you for your super long response essay to the earlier anon! i feel like your thoughts are always so nuanced and you laid everything out so patiently and thoughtfully! if you happen to read this and answer it, great, and if not no worries! take the time away from public fandom you need if you need it, take care of yourself and do what makes you feel good!

i guess my thoughts are half-question/half-theory. i definitely agree with you that it seems like there's been a real shift in energy from hl since 2020 and especially lately (and especially that we're missing a piece of the puzzle), but my question for you is, at least the way i read your essay (and totally could be misunderstanding you or missing nuance) it seems like you feel like at least some of this is coming from h&l themselves? and i wondered why?

at least for me, i've picked up on that shift, but i also feel like i'm picking up on a sense that h&l, and especially h, has a lot of plans going a bit off the rails/not to plan atm in general, which would obviously affect louis' plans to the extent they're larry-related/adjacent. i mean, as a glaring example, i can't imagine that whatever is happening with holivia right now is what they intended for this stunt - for most of the news around harry's first major leading role to be about whether or not he was a homewrecker who spent so much time sleeping with his director that the quality of the film suffered. (if that was the plan... idk man, get better pr people). it feels like a plan was made based on the original filming schedule, and between covid delays and post-production, the stunt is lumbering on without any real renegotiation despite the fact that an almost 2 year 'relationship' with no official confirmation in the face of what appears to be a custody battle and increasingly mainstream rumors about on-set behavior makes no sense and looks bad. (olivia's been notably silent on other projects she was supposed to have in progress, so again, something maybe happening behind the scenes there).that also ties in to something i thought when h was announcing his residencies and am coming back around to - that we may be seeing the end/untangling of harry's contractual obligations with jeff/full stop/maybe even CAA. (for good or for ill, as a former lawyer, i see him shoving all of those residencies in and can't help but think that's a way to meet a contractual obligation for a set number of tour dates that goes with his album obligations, since he doesn't seem to be planning on touring harry's house separately, and he's certainly distanced himself from the azoff set of celebrities he used to be more tied to, like kendall). and as for louis, i'm sure whatever plans he had made are inextricably affected by h's plans, especially if we're looking at something to do with bbg ending (idk....).

obviously there's a lot going on behind the scenes we don't know, but i just wanted to say i've picked up on a lot of the same vibes it seems you have, but i'm also just feeling like h's pr in particular is just... flailing, rather than part of a planned/coordinated push in line with h's long-term goals.

dude, you say that I articulate things well? the way you explained this was so perfect.

basically, i agree with most of what you're saying here and have had similar thoughts as well. like ive begun suspecting over the last 6 months that olivia is more central to whatever has been going down in the last year with both HL.

and i DO think harry is at the end of his rope with a lot of stuff. and i do think louis has made a lot of adjustments based on various factors.

ive entertained so many different ideas and possibilities that could explain the uniqueness of the past year even including blackmail. never landing on one because obviously i don't know shit. for me, the biggest confusion comes from them seeming to play along harder than usual while still looking miserable.

like i know olivia is a nightmare, but if harry really WANTED to sell it, he could do better. louis still looks far more happy with a stranger's child than his supposed son, he could be more convincing. YET they are still playing along far more and relentlessly than ever before imo.

about your question of why i think part of it is coming from HL, i should probably clarify. i don't think hl are sitting there like "this would be a great idea" but i do think that certain things can be avoided and i had hoped we would be past things like shitting on larries in a fans DMs or blocking your biggest UA. i would think that there would be a way to push the babygate narrative without flying a child out to a foreign country to spend the day with strangers. i feel like, despite the ways they are still constrained by narrative, i would hope that they would have the ability to the use the less harmful way of pushing it.

they very well might have a big grand plan they are working towards completing. nothing would make me happier. but the way things are constantly shifting and never in a specific and consistent direction, more and more it just feels like they are chickens running around with their heads cut off.

louis wants to be successful, harry doesn't want to lose the opportunities he has gained. i don't blame them for that, but we get caught in the crossfire. but not only us. THEY get caught in the crossfire because they don't seem all that happy and content to me. they seem tired of playing the game but utterly unwilling to stop because they are terrified of what will happen if they do. more than self-protection for me, it's like i want to protect myself from having to watch them run themselves into the ground with work and lies that can't be undone all leading up to some kind of horrific george-michael-esque outing scandal that i know will just break my heart because they deserve so much more. because the industry will turn on them one day no matter how well they play by its rules.

[skepticalarrie]

Hi love! I really appreciate your blog, I have been in this fandom only a few months now so it’s really helpful to have people on here that have documented everything so well throughout the years. Timelines can be very confusing sometimes haha. However, I wanted to ask you something: How do you believe that they are together nowadays? It probably sounds ridiculous to you that someone even asks this question but I genuinely want to know. From what I have seen this year its seems very much impossible for them to even spent time with each other since they both are constantly on the go, touring, having filled schedules and even if they have time off they apparently are not even in the same country most of the time. Where and when is this relationship happening? Of course they have to keep it a secret so we don’t get to see most stuff but I suppose that makes it even harder for them to be with eachother bc they can’t just visit one another without being extremely careful. It’s not like it was in 2019 when they used to constantly follow each other around the globe. Right now it feels like they don’t even talk. That’s how i view it. I hope it doesn’t come across rude, I really don’t mean it that way. It’s just my opinion. I certainly believe that holivia is a stunt 100%. Even without having Larry in mind it’s so obvious that that relationship is not real. Im a little confused why Harry even agreed to do that in the first place, I don’t think he was forced into this, at least not completely. Of course i witnessed all the stuff that has happend over the past few months and it made me go crazy just like you all. And until a few weeks ago I was almost certain that they are actually together. All the signalling just made it very easy to believe that. But at this point I just wonder if they actually send signals or if they are just baiting to some extent? Some of these things are probably also just bad luck, like just coincidences but apart from that I just really don’t know anymore why they wouldn’t use Larry for bait as well. Of course not everything comes down to that but i definitely think both of them already used Larry for their carrier/promo in the past. I feel like Louis is very inconsistent with Larry in general, you never really know what to expect from him. And i really wanna understand this behavior of him pointing to Larry signs, the thing with the outro songs and the playlist and all that. Some of these things felt very genuine and personal other things felt a little too much (like the blue direction drink that was green, I think that was for fan service). I just have no explanation for all that so I can understand why people believe Larry is real these days. But thinking about it logically it doesn’t really seem to make sense to me. My point is: it’s hard for me to believe in it these days and I also don’t understand why some larries constantly defend everything they do and convince themselves that they are being forced into stunts for example. I think it’s okay to question them as well and to criticize their behavior, too. They way Harry acts toward Olivia is very bad imo and that’s regardless of them being real or not (they are fake as fuck). As much as I dislike her, she is literally just doing her job. It’s what she is supposed to do as part of the stunt. Harry doesn’t do anything in return. So that’s another thing that turns me off bc I really don’t understand what’s going on there haha. It’s just naive to me to think he is that powerless that he was forced into this Situation. That’s all. I hope you have a nice day and I hope i didn’t offend anyone by saying all this.

Hi, darling. I’m not going to answer to each of these questions individually because I have tags that cover these topics all the time, so maybe it’s better if you can do your own research and then make up your mind about it. So please check: THEY NEVER BROKE UP, 2022 LARRY, LARRY ON TOUR, ALWAYS AROUND, FOR BEGINNERS. Good luck 😚

[anythingandeverything1d]

The Tape (Conclusion)

Life with Harry seemed to settle down. You focused on recovery, he focused on work. You both spent the evenings cuddled up in bed watching episodes of the Bachelor and you fell asleep to the pounding of his heart beat every night. Life with Harry was exactly the way it had been before the tape leaked. You laughed as he danced around the kitchen in the evenings while making dinner and swooned in the taste of his lips as he pushed your back into the counter waiting for the ding on the oven timer. You were happy, he was happy, but there was still something missing... something just didn't seem right. Harry was still slightly distant about parts of his day, where he was going, what he was doing, why he would leave the room for phone calls. You had originally talked it up as stress with tour planning, but it wasn't that. He was keeping secrets...and you didn't like that.

You were lounging on the couch in one of Harry's shirts, scrolling through Netflix and hoping to find something that captured your attention. "Hey love, I'm heading to the studio for a bit." Harry walked in, phone to his ear and eyebrows furrowed together.

"I thought you were done recording?" you questioned, sitting up to meet his eyes.

His gaze dropped to the floor before he turned towards the kitchen. "Yeah...I uh.. I have some final cuts to run through."

You jumped up to follow him, "I thought we were going to spend the day together? You know since you have been working so much lately?"

"Ahh, well yes we will but once I'm done with this one thing."

"Harry." You crossed your arms and stared into the green eyes you loved so much.

"I'm sorry babe. We will spend the rest of the day together when I get home and I have a surprise planned too." He winked before pulling the door to the garage open.

"What kind of surprise?" You questioned, following him out of the house.

"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"

"Harry..." you whined, stomping your foot as if you were a toddler pouting about not getting a cookie before dinner.

Harry smiled, walked over and placed a warm kiss on your forehead, forcing you to meet his gaze with a gentle lift of the chin. "Now now love, don't be dramatic. You're going to love it. I think. I hope." He kissed your lips softly and smiled. "Now I'd love to stay and kiss you some more....but the later I leave, the later I return."

You kissed him and pulled him into a hug with a sigh. "Fine."

Harry chuckled and kissed you once more before climbing in the car. "I love you."

"I love you too." You watched as he pulled out of the driveway before sprinting back inside to where Harry kept his laptop. Something was going on and you wanted in on the action. Harry's laptop sprung to life as you anxiously tapped the space bar 100 times. You typed his password and clicked enter only to get the incorrect notification. You sighed. Why had he changed the password. You pulled out the desk drawers and sighed, there was nothing even remotely interesting in them. You looked through his planner and calendar and still nothing. You were out of luck. You leaned back in his office chair and spun around, chewing the bottom of your lip. There has to be something... You grabbed your phone and called the first person who came to mind. "Louis."

"Goodness love, what do you need now." Louis' voice called from the other end.

"What's Harry's laptop password?"

"Why do you need that?" Louis chuckled more interested in the conversation now.

"I uh...I need to do some work."

"What's wrong with yours?" Louis teased.

"Its broken." you lied.

"Sure it is." Louis laughed again and you knew he was rolling his eyes.

"Please Lou, what's the password?"

"Why do you think I know?"

"Because you know Harry. You know what hes doing and what he thinks about."

"Sorry girlie, but I dont have anything for ya."

"Ugh Louis...."

"What are you really trying to figure out?"

"Nothing...." you lied.

"Okay then I've got to go-"

"No wait. Fine." You sighed and leaned your head back. "I want to know what hes planning. Wheres hes at right now."

"You dont trust him?" Louis teased again.

"He's hiding something Louis. I know he is."

"Maybe. But still, that's not the way to find out."

"You know. You know what hes been up to."

"Now now love, no I don't."

"Louis."

"Ive got to go love, just be patient."

"Patient? What does that mean? Louis what-" The phone went dead and you groaned in frustration. Something was for sure going on. You contemplated your options. You could follow Harry. You could go confront Louis. You could try a couple more passwords before locking Harry out of his computer. None really pleased you though. Instead you called another lifeline.

The phone rang, and rang, and rang before the voice finally breathed a hello on the other end. "Liam!"

"(y/n)... what uh what can I do for you?"

"You mean I can't just call my friend?"

"No..well yeah, of course you can. But you normally don't so what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I need your help."

"Is something wrong?"

"Kind of...."

"I'll be there in 5." You smiled and jumped up from the chair.

"I love you Liam."

"Yeah, yeah. See you soon."

You ran downstairs and waited anxiously by the door until Liams car pulled in the driveway. You met him at the door with a smile and a big hug. "Thank you for coming!"

"So what's the problem? Are you okay? Is Harry okay?" Liam looked anxiously around.

"Yeah we are both okay."

Liam breathed a sigh of relief before turning his attention back to you. "Then what's the problem?"

"Well....." you dove into the story of Harry's behavior and the surprise, the change in his computer password, and your uncertain feeling about him hiding something.

"(y/n)...You know Harry loves you-"

"I know but with everything that happened I just feel like something is off." Liam bit his lip and looked away. "You know." you poked him in the chest. "you know what he's hiding."

"What? No I-"

"Liam Payne. Tell me now."

Liam sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I can't."

"Why not?"

"Just trust me okay? Hes not hiding anything, I mean he is but its nothing bad." Liam turned back towards the car. "I have to go."

"LIAM!" you screamed. "What do you think youre doing?"

"Leaving."

"Seriously?"

"Trust him."

"I do trust him but-"

"No buts. Trust him and let it all play out. I can't be involved in this."

"That's what Louis told me." You crossed your arms and glared. "Youre supposed to be the good one."

Liam laughed and waved before climbing in the car. "Love you."

"Yeah yeah, love you too." You turned back to the house as he pulled away. Left with your endless thoughts and questions about everything.

You were sprawled out on the couch lost in thought when the door opened. "Hello?"

You sat up confused until Niall walked into view. "Niall?"

Niall smiled and ran to you for a hug, tackling you back to the couch. "Ive missed you." His arms closed around you and breathed in the cologne he always wore.

"What are you doing here?" You asked slightly confused.

"Well I just wanted to come and check in. We haven't really talked much lately. How are things with Harry?"

You dove into your explanation and watched Niall take it all in. He didn't seem to have as much info as the other boys. When you had finished explaining your feelings and concerns he smiled and shook his head with a small chuckle escaping his lips. "What?" you asked smiling and pushing his shoulder back. "Why are you laughing?"

"(y/n) Harry loves you more than anything else in this world. You shouldn't be worried."

"I'm not worried....I just feel like hes keeping something from me."

"He is."

"What?"

"Harry is keeping something from you." Niall repeated again, scrolling through the channels looking for golf.

"And you know that because?"

"I talk to him pretty frequently."

"So then what is it?"

"Oh I can't tell you."

Anger flared and you took the remote out of his hands. "Why not?"

"Because its not my thing to share. It's Harry's."

"Okay but-"

"Trust him."

"But-"

"(y/n) seriously its a good thing."

"Niall."

"(y/n)."

"Pleaseeeeeeeee" you grabbed his hands and gave your best sad face.

Niall smiled and tapped his finger to your nose. "I can't tell you. Harry would kill me." Niall stood up and laughed, and you would be really upset if I ruined the surprise.

"I would not."

"Yes you would." Niall grabbed his jacket.

"Where are you going?" you whined.

"I'm going home to watch golf and work on the new album. You have a date to get ready for anyways." You looked at the time on the tv. Niall was right, Harry would be home in an hour and you were still in the pjs you had worn the night before. "Let me know how it goes." Niall wrapped you in a hug and smiled softly, lost in another thought.

Once Niall had left you ran upstairs, jumping in a hot shower and pulling out outfits. You landed on a cute sundress, sandals, and left your hair down with gentle curls. You fixed your make up and smiled at the appearance in the mirror. You heard the door downstairs open and headed towards the stairs. "Harry?"

"Hey love." His deep voice called up. "Ready to go?" You met him in the kitchen, a gasp escaping your lips. Harry was in a suit, his hair slicked back, and a bouquet of roses in his hands. His shirt was unbuttoned, leaving the slightest view of the tattoos on his chest. Harry was biting his lip, looking you up and down with a smile. The blush in your cheeks got darker as he approached and placed a kiss on your nose. "You look stunning."

"Uh... you... thanks...I mean so do you." Sometimes you forgot the effects the boy had on you.

Harry laughed and tilted your chin up, his lips meeting yours. "Thank you my love."

Harry handed you the flowers and took your other hand pulling you towards the garage. "Where are we going?"

"Its a surprise."

"Really?"

"Really. Now come on." He opened the door for you and you climbed in, nervously twirling a piece of hair.

Harry smiled and leaned in for a kiss and you met his with a soft sigh. "Ready to tell me?" He just laughed and started driving.

After a decent drive, you arrived at a small park. It looked oddly familiar, but yet something was still a little different. Harry grinned, knowing you still weren't sure what was happening. He jumped out, opened the door, helped you out and smiled. "Know where we are?"

You looked around, a small pond down the trail catching your eyes. You nodded and grinned. "This is the park we went to that night. The night that you first told me you loved me." Harry nodded, pulling your hand and leading you down the path, away from the public and somewhere that seemed more remote. You laughed, thinking of the night. "I thought you were going to kill me that night."

"Kill you?" Harry scoffed, a laugh forming in his smile.

"It's not everyday a guy takes you into the woods, away from people, and out of reach of like anything."

"I like remote places. Theres only one thing to focus on when im there. You." He tapped your nose and you smiled. Harry placed his hands around your eyes and you grinned at the anticipation.

"I can't see."

"That's the point. Cant ruin the surprise quite yet." You walked a little farther and Harry stopped. "Okay love close your eyes."

"But I already can't see."

"Just do it." You closed your eyes and Harry removed his hands, stepping away. "Open them."

Your eyes fluttered open and your mouth dropped. Lights were strung throughout the trees leading to the creek. Harry was leaning nervously against the tree, the one where everything had began. The one that had a carved out heart with your initials. The one where he had pushed you back into and kissed you, telling you that you were his one and only love. You walked forward in awe, and Harry reached for your hand. You grabbed it and opened your mouth, "Haz..."

"(Y/n), you were my first real love, the person I wanted to spend forever with. You stood by me at my worst. You made me better. I know the past has been rocky, and I know theres a lot that we are still figuring out, but theres one thing that I know for sure will never change. You. You are the sunshine on a dark day. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. My rock, my cuddle bug, my best friend." Harry took a step back and nervously dropped to one knee, pulling out a box.

"What-"

"(Y/N) I want to marry you. Will you please be in my life forever and make me the happiest man? Please marry me love."

You nodded and Harry smiled but kept going. "I'm going to need an actual answer dear. (Y/n) be my forever. Will you please marry me?"

"Yes" you nodded through the tears. Harry smiled, slipped the ring on your finger and tackled you in the biggest bear hug. He spun you around, your back hitting the tree and his lips landing on yours. Your fingers tangled in the curls and his teeth lightly tugged on your lip.

"I want you." Harry growled, his fingers slipping into the shirt you were wearing.

"You already have me." You giggled.

"That's not what I meant." You could feel him growing in his pants.

"Take me." You whispered in his ear.

"Oh I will, Mrs. Styles." Harry tugged the shirt off and you laughed pushing him lightly away for a minute.

"Sure you dont want to record this as a sex tape?" You teased.

Harry rolled his eyes and tugged his clothes off. "Good one." He snorted pulling your body back to his. "I dont need a tape." He kissed you softly. "Im never going to lose this, forget this, or need anything else. The other guys would kill me anyways."

"Were they all in on this?"

"Oh yes. They are in the parking lot waiting with champagne."

"Harry!"

"Shhh....They can wait, I need you now."

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Finally Done! What did you think?

[thran-duils]

Doll Me Up (P.6)

Title: Doll Me Up (Part Six) Summary: Fem!Reader x Dark Mob!Tony Stark. On good days, you and Tony were a power couple. You, a perfect trophy wife with your hands in local charities to promote a wholesome image. Tony, business man but sullied with organized crime. He indulged in his illegal gambling, extortion, and political corruption. And he indulged in his escort business. Hell, that is where he had found you. You were a brat, and he loved a challenge. Words: 2.858 Warnings: Unhealthy relationships, smut, daddy kink, dom/sub, manipulation, death, violence, possessive behavior Author’s Note: Pepper is going to be mentioned not as a love interest. If that bothers you, please don’t read on!

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Three months ago… (cont.)

Tony realized he had not seen Y/N for a while. They were at a good point to pause their playing, so he told them all to get refreshers and have a break.  The escort girls were waiting on the men and one of them came up to Tony, all flirtatious smile, asking him if he wanted her to grab him something.

“No, dear. Thank you though. I need to go check on my lovely little wife.”

He sighed heavily walking inside, expecting to find Y/N sprawled out on their bed pouting or in a bubble bath since he had told her to go upstairs if she was going to be in a bad mood.

She was not on the bed, although the window was open, the curtain blowing lightly in the breeze. He frowned seeing she was not in their bedroom or their bathroom. Or in her closet.

Tony clicked the speaker system on the wall. “F.R.I.D.A.Y… what room is Y/N in?”

“Mrs. Stark left one hour, three minutes, and 38 seconds ago.”

“What?” Tony demanded. “What do you mean left?”

“Mrs. Stark took the BMW M8 Coupe.”

His eyes bugged out of his head. “She’s driving? She had like 5 drinks!” Tony shouted and realized he was shouting at his AI system and as he turned to charge out of the room, F.R.I.D.A.Y. answered.

“Yes, sir.”

He booked it down the stairs down towards the garage to where he could check the computer system to track where the car was. He was fuming but beneath the anger, was simmering worry. He did not want her to get into an accident. How the hell did she just leave without saying anything? How the hell did she think she was okay to drive?

Impatiently, he waited for the menu to load and he slapped the screen to click her car the second he was able to. His finger were tapping quickly on the desk as the map came up. He narrowed his eyes.

“Ocean Park?” he murmured, racking his brain. It clicked and he shook his head. She had a friend that lived there. The car was not moving, she must be at their house. He watched for another minute to make sure the car really did not move before he pushed away from the desk pissed off.

When he came back out onto the patio, he made a beeline for where his phone was on the poker table. He dialed her number, his other hand coming up to his hip. She did not answer, and he called back immediately. After the fourth in a row, he let out an aggravated noise, swearing under his breath. He turned around to go over to where his guys had migrated to around the pool, clutching his phone.

“Who is the most sober?” he demanded as he tore his sunglasses off to make sure they saw his eyes and how serious he was about his question.

Happy shook his head – not a surprise to Tony. It was his day off. Mikhail and Louis raised half hearted hands, looking confused.

“Stop drinking. I’m gonna need you to drive me.”

“What’s going on?” Happy asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Y/N decided to take a little joy drive. Fucking… she was definitely not sober. She left an hour ago. She’s down by the Santa Monica pier. Her friend. Name starts with a C.” Happy went to put his drink down and Tony wagged his finger, stalling his movement. “No, you enjoy the pool. Enjoy yourself. I’ll deal with it.” He pointed at Mikhail and Louis. “I wanna go in like a half hour to an hour. Is that gonna work?” They both nodded and Tony said, “Good. I’m gonna try to call her ass again. Little bitch is ignoring me.”

He turned away from them, dialing her number again. “Trying to wreck her fucking birthday present,” he muttered, thinking he had just bought her that car and how pissed he was gonna be if she did get into an accident with it.

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Tony came into the kitchen, fully dressed. He had not been in the bedroom when you woke up but F.R.I.D.A.Y. told you that he was down in his lab. You had decided to not bother him and instead gotten ready and come downstairs to make yourself a light breakfast. You had made him some eggs too just in case.

You told him as such when he came over to give you a kiss. He made a pleased hum and took a forkful to appease you. He moved away to pour a coffee, tossing a look over at you.

“Hmm, that’s a nice suit.”

You had chosen a bright yellow one, barely there.

“Just gonna get some sun since I can’t go anywhere yet,” you said, eyeing him. “Unless you wanna give me the new garage code…?”

“No,” Tony said almost immediately. “No car yet.”

It had been a week and a half since you had run off on him. Again. He had removed the bar of you going outside a couple days after he brought dinner home.

“I’m not gonna go anywhere that’s not around here. I just wanna drive.”

“That’s not something I can trust you with yet.”

You pushed away from the counter and came to stand in front of him. He stared at you, cocking an eyebrow before he took a sip of his coffee. He was just patiently waiting to see what you were going to do.

Without breaking eye contact, you sunk to your knees, pulling at his belt buckle. He did not fight you; you saw him try to hide a smirk as you pulled his dick out, beginning to stroke slowly. Your tongue flicked at his tip, his eyes locked on you.

Suddenly, he held a finger up to you, placing his coffee down on the counter. He took his phone out of his pocket, dialing a number. “Yeah, Terry?” He let out a small grunt as you took him fully to the base. He shot you a warning look and you merely gave him doe eyes, humming softly. He got out in a strangled voice, “I’m gonna be late to our Zoom. Probably by 15 minutes? Mhmm. Yep.”

You were an expert at getting him to come by now, knowing all the tricks that would send him to the moon. He came in your mouth, warm coating the back of your throat. Your head was pressed against the cabinet as he held you there, emptying himself, his head thrown back and groaning.

“Good girl,” he rasped, his fingers going lax on the sides of your head.

His cock fell from your lips and you wiped at your mouth.

Tony let out an amused laugh, “That was naughty of you, baby. Trying to manipulate me like that.”

You put him back in his pants, gently zipping him back up. As you did up his belt, you asked innocently, “Did it work?”

His hand came to cup underneath your jaw, tilting your head up. He shrugged, “Kind of. Have Mikhail take you wherever you wanna go. I’ll leave you some cash.”

It was better than nothing. You wanted to get away from the house.

“Thank you,” you said, remembering your manners.

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You got even better than driving down the road a few days later, making obscene noises as you rode Tony in his board room. The two of you had climbed on top of the long table and he was lying back, letting you ride his cock. Your eyes drifted over to the window, looking out over New York City. You were so high up. He had never taken you to NYC before and damn, was he showing you the sights with his view from Stark Tower.

It had started with a hand up your skirt the moment the door had closed behind the two of you.

Tony assured you that the room was soundproof, grinning devilishly at you as his fingers slipped past your underwear, toying at your sex.

“Daddy,” you had pouted, trying to get away from him. You wanted more of a tour of the building than just his office and this board room.

“Yes, princess?” he purred, his other hand come down on the table beside you, blocking you from moving that way. His hand caressing you pinched at your sex and you bucked back.

Your hand came up to his chest and you tugged at his collar. “What about the rest of the building?”

“Who cares about the rest of the building? That’s where the grunts work,” Tony said, his nose buried in your neck. He nipped at your shoulder, kissing softly.

“But they are important. Maybe I wanna meet them.”

Tony pulled away enough to look at you. He saw you were serious and he laughed amused, bordering on condescending. “Mhm, you don’t gotta worry about them. But, it’s cute of you to do so.”

He was back at your neck, leaving a wet trail of kisses. He coaxed you, his fingers pressing in. A low growl left his throat, “Imagine if I fucked you in front of the board as I gave a presentation?”

You had crawled up on the table at that, beckoning him to follow you and he had done so without hesitation. He had been more than willing to let you crawl on top, sinking down onto his length, the skirt of your summer dress spread out around the two of you. You egged him on as you hovered, letting him drive himself up into you. His eyes were swimming with determination and you drug your teeth across your bottom lip, not breaking eye contact, causing him to thrust harder at your lewd stare.

“You’re so sexy, baby,” he husked.

Perfect timing. You raised yourself up out of reach, empty of him, staring down.

Tony cocked his head slightly, his fingers digging into your thighs.

“Baby,” his voice rumbled low. “Don’t you go teasing me now.”

“I want to go to the Met.”

If his eyes could have rolled out of his head, they would have. “Jesus Christ. Really?”

He had refused you when you had asked on the jet over here, telling you it was boring. He had been though, and you had never been. You wanted to at least experience it.

You began to sink back down onto his cock again and his breath hitched before you pulled away again. His jaw set, frustration setting into his features.

“I wanna go!” you told him firmly.

“I told you—”

You started to swing your leg over to move away from him but his arm came swinging up to meet you, anticipating your movement. He dropped your momentum – it was weak, admittedly, because you were doing it more for show than anything, knowing you were going to get your way when he was this worked up. He would do anything to finish. His momentum though was not weak and your knee came slamming back down on the table.

“Ow!” you complained..

His other hand snaked around you, yanking you to him so your noses were almost touching.

“Princess, I’m telling you right now. You drag this out, I’m gonna put you – and you alone – right back on that jet without seeing anything other than this damn room.” You pouted again and he growled, “I’m fucking serious. Behave and I’ll take you to that stupid museum.”

“It’s not stupid—” you started to argue but quickly lined himself back up with his other hand and drove himself up into you roughly, cutting you off as you gasped.

Fine. If that is how he wanted to play.

You pushed away from his embrace, settling back. You took control of the rhythm, riding him again. His grin was wide, resting back down to let you fuck him. You closed your eyes, going quickly as broken husks of praise fell from his lips.

“Tony!”

The voice snapped you from your haze and you stopped midthrust, looking over your shoulder in shock and embarrassment. Pepper was standing there by the door, her head turned to avoid looking at the pair of you.

Tony’s fingers dug into your hips as he did a curl up to peer past you at Pepper.

“What?” he demanded annoyed that she was interrupting.

“Your 2 o’clock showed up early,” Pepper said in an even voice. How did she manage to be so calm and collected at a situation like this, you wondered.

“Well, make them wait. I’m obviously in the middle of something. If you would turn your head about 90 degrees you’d clearly see that, Pepper.”

“I’m good,” Pepper replied flatly. “I heard enough when I came in here.”

Tony snorted, lying back down. “Make his ass wait, like I said. I don’t bend to his schedule. I need to finish my ‘meditation’.” His hand smacked your ass roughly. “That means you. Relax me.”

Pepper rolled her eyes before turning and leaving the room. The door closed behind her and your eyes were still on the door before Tony gave a rough thrust. You whined, your head turned back to look at him.

“You heard the woman. We have an appointment that decided they needed to be up in my ass. Why even make an appointment if you’re not going to keep the time? Speed it up, princess, if you still wanna earn your reward.”

Moving again, you planted your hands on his chest. Your nails dug in and he hissed. “I’m gonna drain you, daddy.”

His smile was wicked, watching your breasts bounce. It did not take long after that for him to empty, holding you tightly in place as his cock twitched inside of you. He exhaled deeply, slapping your ass again, his hand lingering and caressing.

“Fuck that was good,” he breathed. “I think you earned your prize.”

<><><>

You sat in Tony’s office playing on your phone as he spoke business with the man. It was illegal, what they were talking about. The man was ignoring the fact you were in there; he must trust the fact that you were married to Tony that you were not going to leak anything. They spoke in hushed tones even though the door was closed. It was boring really and you were not catching much of the conversation.

When they stood up, shaking hands, you almost breathed a sigh of relief. You wanted to leave the office and go do some sightseeing. The two of them left you alone in the office and you sat in silence.

The door opened again and you looked up, expecting Tony but found Pepper walking in holding a file. She hesitated only for a second seeing you but moved on, placing the file on the desk.

“Hey, Pepper,” you said to her as she moved to leave the office. She stopped and turned, looking at you expectantly. “What would you suggest I do while I’m here? I’ve never been to the city before.”

“Does Tony not have an itinerary laid out?” You shook your head and she said, “That doesn’t sound like him.”

“He didn’t even wanna go to the Met. He told me it was boring.”

“I’m not surprised by that.”

Her eyes flicked to your stomach which was not missed by you. It would be a couple months before you were supposed to start showing but you knew she knew. The cat was definitely out of the bag by now.

“Obviously can’t do any drinking stuff,” you said, trying to remove the elephant in the room. “I’m just excited to be here though and wanna do some fun stuff. Especially now that I can go outside again.”

Pepper’s brow furrowed. “Why couldn’t you go outside..?”

You shrugged, “I was grounded.”

“Grounded.” She repeated the word, sounding a mixture of disbelief and confusion.”

“Tony didn’t like a decision I made.”

“You mean you running off to another state?”

So, that cat was also out of the bag.

Shrugging again, you said, “Yeah. That. That really made him mad.”

“I would think he was more worried than anything, Y/N.”

“He had someone beat up because they tried to let me have a place to stay for the night.” That seemed to surprise her. Hmm, something she did not know. “And then I got locked inside. So, like I said, if you have any places you really like around the city… I could use the pointers to make the most of this.”

Pepper was silent for a few moments before she said, “If you like architecture and history, I really like the St. Patrick’s Cathedral. I’m not Catholic myself but the building is beautiful. The SeaGlass Carousel is fun. And Mario’s has really good food.”

“Hmm,” you said in response. “Thanks!” You took out your phone and typed them in as you told her, “That’s helpful.”

“No problem. I do have to get back to work though,” Pepper told you.

You nodded, “I understand. Thanks again.”

She left the room and you smiled, hoping you had started to make a helpful friend.

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Forever tags: @coconutqueen21

Fic tags: @kvzctam, @farihafangirls, @teenageregression, @mrsnegan25, @lilacs-lavender, @agustdowney, @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay

[lwt28brave]

I think that as a fandom we are very protective of Louis because he has been so badly abused. Pointing out missed opportunities and the impact it had is fair. I feel it crossed the line when the intent was to blame Louis directly and imply he’s not worth supporting. We know there are 🌱 in this fandom and I find it very suspicious that after LATAM HSHQ has changed the social media behavior and H & his fans are now copying Louis/Louies. Now suddenly the Louis is in charge, blame him happens.

hmm, so many tangents i could go on from here (sorry, i am a rambler, i ramble).

of course we're protective of louis, because there's so much mistreatment angled at him from this industry, i'm definitely not denying that. i hate the missed opportunities and the wasted potential, and i am apparently luckily enough (or selective enough) to have yet to encounter any solo louie (and i won't weight in anyone's else opinions, at this point) who packed up and left because they put the blame of it all on louis and decided he wasn't deserving of their support. us sharing our opinions on some internal things we can see isn't anything like that.

i believe i've encountered some of those industry plans you speak about. not much we can do about it. again due to the fact i tailor my internet experience as well as i can, i have HSHQ blocked (among other things, including himself, the hashtags, his name, the tour name, etc muted) and i have no idea of what that man is up to unless it's on my dash (due to anons bringing him up time and time again, hello). some of that copying is annoying, some of it i find even funny.

now, i have no idea what the last sentence of your ask has to do with anything that came before or even what it is trying to say?? what is louis in charge of that would made it his fault in relation to H copying him... blame him for what?? that wasn't even on the conversation at all?? (sorry if this sounds rude i'm just genuinely confused because all the complains i've seen and been talking about myself are about the lack of merch for the asian leg and how it is being treated as an afterthought, about how LATAM didn't get as much content as the US and EU legs, about the work schedule and ethics of some of the people on his team, all of which i believe, based on evidence and patterns, he can have a said on).

that being said this is already too long as it is and i cut down two whole paragraph so i'll end this by saying that if i'm missing a big chunk of context i will gladly stay in the dark about it 😂

[fragileizywriting]

they have to enroll the kids in school.

adrien refuses private tutors. no way. not only are they outdated, but he knows that none of them will treat their children correctly. he knows this with experience. sweet little emma will take the brunt of the disdain, and he can't let that happen to any of his children.

marinette comes up with the idea of a private school, then, definitely not one for humans because they age slower-- the three of them agree. a private school that caters to kissing their asses sounds like a perfect idea. they don't want to disappoint the royal family, after all.

they arrive. the walls are tall. there are beautiful roman columns that hold up the ceiling while walking in the front entrance of the school. marinette wonders, immediately, how it's possible to dust the columns-- only for hugo to voice the same thing. he's a momma's boy. and the only one of the three that can hear desires-- yet, anyway. louis is too young, apparently.

the charm on her necklace shields her from unwanted demons reading her desires. it's protective, just in case. adrien knows better than to let marinette wander around unprotected.

the woman who is guiding the tour asks if the "nanny" would like to see the employee routes. they all pause and stare at the woman guiding them.

she points to marinette.

"we are the best school in the kingdom," the woman nods politely. "please don't worry yourselves with your nanny. i can handle four cute little children while i take you on tour. please escort yourself to the luncheon."

jules is trying so hard not to laugh. she won't be going to school, but the idea of going to a new place does entertain her. even if she can't see it very well. adrien bristles-- luka's eyes widen-- the children all look confused.

marinette smiles. "of course." she looks down to emma, who's notorious for crying when this happens. "be good for your daddy's, okay? i'll be right back. you know what to do, right?"

she gives a wink. they understand. she's going to go looking for any succubi being mistreated. it's a common thing, unfortunately, to take advantage of a species that cares so much about young ones. succubi are nothing if not communal-- some demons may have figured that out.

"i'll go with her," jules sighs. "i'm not interested in a nanny-less school anyway."

"it's employees only, dear," the woman laughs, and jules blisters when a giant long skirt appears in front of her to stop her from going forward. she frowns at the tour guide, batting at her foot with Rosalind who she's hiding as a small cane. "my my, your majesty! such cute children you two have!"

"they're a handful," adrien mutters. he'll give the school the decency to sticking until the end of the tour to say he won't be letting his children come to this school.

"not to worry. we have all the accommodations for any disabilities. we pride ourselves in being inclusive. whether it be blindness, slow growth for their age, cognitive behavior, and-- yes-- we pride ourselves in being inclusive to succubi, too."

interesting. succubi being considered a disability. that's new. he shares a look with luka, who very much is thinking the same thing-- adrien's face is far too flat to hide the disapproval on his face.

alya is going to have a field day ripping this school to shreds in court.

the woman doesn't seem to notice the quietness, too busy watching emma and hugo run around the columns in a weird game of tag. even with all the ruffles in her dress, she's still able to keep up-- the bottom edge of her skirts are dirty and caked, and they love it. emma is always so happy running around. "is she... is the little princess yours, your majesty?"

"why wouldn't she be?"

"forgive me. that was impolite. she looks very much like your nanny-- i do not mean to imply infidelity... do you think it would be best to have her in this school?"

luka stops jules from arguing almost immediately.

"if she wants to go to this school, then she will," luka narrows his eyes, looking back up as he wrangles jules in his arms. to the woman, it is nothing more than father and daughter. jules is biting his finger. he's going to bleed. he's tempted to bite back just because he can. "what are you implying, then?"

"this school is very much fast paced, you know-- i would hate for her to fall behind. are they that dependent on your nanny? or just the youngest girl?"

"very much," luka answers, trying to get jules's attention and gesture for her to slip away from the conversation the moment she can to go follow behind marinette. he all but bowls juleka out of his arms. "everyone here is dependent on her."

adrien goes for the distraction. "what is your policy on succubi, anyway?"

[alltheselights]

I don’t want to be dramatic but I am super concerned for louis’ career in terms of his music, like this whole year was so fucking weird, all we got was a bunch of cryptic shit I stil don’t know what the hell 369 is about or faith in the future or even what the hell I’m supposed to have faith in like baby we ain’t getting any music you are mia most of the time and when you pop up it’s to get stalked at the studio by the same freaks, doing some stunts for a little razzle dazzle. Nothing is making any sense at this point I am positive we ain’t getting music until 2023 and like what even is the point why am I here ? All we get is a divided fandom people starting shit almost everyday for no reason and merch with messages that go no fucking where, I don’t even get excited when I see him say something cryptic anymore. I’m sad because I can see so many people leaving and finding new things to like. The most loyal Louies are now checking out and who can blame them. It’s sad his fandom is being replaced my a bunch of awful people but it is what it is at this point. I love him with all my heart but I won’t lie I am slowly checking out myself, I’m supposed to enjoy being a fan not get sad about him and shit , it’s even worst be used your like who do you blame for this because we are supposed to be believe that he is now independent but then what like is dude choosing to literally bring his career to the ground on his own accord but like why the hell is the same people who can’t do right by him still around like was I wrong this whole time like does he like those people and is satisfied with how things are going. Sorry but I am so angry I don’t think I’ve been this upset in the last ten years the way that am these days I’m so confused and it makes me feel miserable for him and myself

As far as people leaving, I don’t disagree that people are, but I also think it’s important to keep in mind that some people just focus on other interests while nothing is happening for an extended period of time and will then be back once Louis does something. Unless COVID ruins everything, he will be going on tour in a little more than a month and there will actually be real content for people, which I think will be hugely uplifting for a bitter, disappointed fanbase.

It’s also really frustrating to me to not see things change and to see that Louis is still with all of the same shitty people who half ass everything they do and I’ve questioned myself whether he’s just given up and resigned himself to this fate, but when you see how Louis responds when he does well charting, I still find it very hard to believe that he wants this for himself. Like.....it just doesn’t make any sense that he would be content with mediocrity and no promo when he has the potential for so much more. We KNOW that he’s thrilled when his music does well. We KNOW that he wants to tour the world, which is not possible without an extensive fanbase because it costs a lot of money. We KNOW that he’s called out himself the lack of promo and label support publicly, which is not something that he would have done if he was content with the work they did.

So if nothing is changing with his career and he’s still not getting anything good when it comes to that, I continue to think that there is something going on behind the scenes that is causing this. And that affects how I think about the stunts too. I am equally annoyed with Louis about how he’s playing along with this stuff and about a lot of his behavior over the last year, quite frankly. but it doesn’t change the fact that the entire situation seems very bizarre. If he was getting promo for his music - and I’m not even talking Harry-level of promo, I’m talking about regular ass promo that any artist would receive by a label who wants to make money - and the stunts were still happening, I would wonder much more whether this is just how it will be forever. But that’s not the case and his career is still being sabotaged and/or disregarded by the very people who should be wanting to make money off of him and promoting him for their own benefit as well as their own. Just look at both of his festivals in the last year. And that means something is still off with Louis in general.

It might help to just step away and focus on other things until tour begins because I do think having real, non-stalker and non-stunt and non-tweet content will make a huge difference as far as fandom morale goes.

[jenni42085]

Made in the Am <seven>

Made in the AM: Seven 

Liam's POV

 The past few weeks touring with Alex has been quite fun. She is a breath of fresh air to our crew. She has been more outgoing and not so closed off since our drunken game night. The working out twice a day with me has helped her a lot, her clothes are extremely baggy which makes me happy, I just wish she would get clothes to fit her properly and show off her new figure. The only time I see her in form fitting clothes is when she is working out. After the day her pants almost fell off she went out with Lou for work out clothes.

 Her relationship with Harry is kind of awkward to say the least. I think we all figured since they were openly making out that they would couple up but there is hesitation on both sides. He spends time with her and I can tell they enjoy each other's company but there is some kind of disconnect.

 Thankfully her lack of relationship with him hasn't messed up her writing ability. She was able to write Love You Goodbye with Louis because he ran into Eleanor when we were in London and it was slightly awkward it took him a few days to get out of the funk but the song helped. We got to record a song call Olivia that we had been working on, Alex was impressed that we were able to do this all alone. Recording at Abbey Road was quite epic since it was bringing back the feeling of the Beatles which was refreshing.

 "So when is Tori meeting up with us?" I ask while spotting Alex on the bench press.

 "Umm in a few days. I'm meeting her at O'Hare. Why?"

 "Just wondering since Niall keeps talking about meeting her. Have they been texting?"

 "Yeah, they apparently text way more than I was anticipating. But it's cute. They both need some love." She says sincerely.

 "Speaking of love...." I pause as she hold the bar as she is about to start her last rep. "What is going on with you and Harry? I can tell you like each other. You stare at him when he isn't looking and vice versa. Maybe you should...."

 Alex finishes her rep then sits up looking slightly frustrated. "Maybe I should what? I'm not his type. I'm not..."

 "You aren't what?" I ask feeling frustration coming over me. She looks fit on the outside, I just want her to get the idea that she is overweight and unloveable most importantly not good enough for someone.

 "I'm not what he wants. He might just want to play with my heart and break it."

 "Nah, don't believe all that shit you hear. He isn't a bad guy. I see the way he looks at you. Just don't let your fear hold you back from being happy."

 "I know. I've been talking to Lou and Tori about it so I'm trying. I just need some girl's time to get myself in the right head space."

 "Ok. I'm not trying to force you into anything that you aren't wanting but you guys look miserable with out each other."

 "I know."

 Hopefully when Tori comes she came make time for her to have her girl talk. I know Lou talks to her a lot but I guess it isn't the same as your best friend. They just both seem to light up when they are near each other even if they aren't talking. It is so weird though for Harry to not pursue her when he admits he gets jealous. Love can be confusing like that I guess.

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Alex's POV

 I can't wait to see Tori! It feels like it has been ages since we've had a sleep over and just been able to chill. Being away from her and home has been slightly stressful but touring has been ok. I was able to come up with a song but I still have a ton of ideas that I just need to sit down and refocus my energy to that. Granted I got to see the boys record at Abbey Road. Their album is really coming together. Plus I was able to get a song done with Louis, he is more sensitive than I knew. 

 This trip has also been an eye opener with getting to see and explore places with Niall even though I have been linked to being with him per the media since we have been exploring the world together. Liam has been the best work out partner a girl could ask for I've lost 25 pounds since I first met him. Louis is my dance partner when I want have a late night dance party and always keeping me smiling. His habit of pulling pranks never get old.

 Harry and I are still on a slight disconnect. My heart wants to be with him but my head says other wise. Every time we are around each other he makes it his business to touch me or I can feel his gaze on me but he won't ask me out.  Or at the very least ask for some alone time.   His crazy long curly hair and green eyes are quite magnificent to look at. I just wish I knew what was going on inside his head because his behavior makes me feel conflicted like I'm not pretty enough for him.

 "Alex, are you ready to go pick up your friend?" Lou asks me excitedly as I'm tying my basic black converse up.

 "Yeah. Just about. I've missed her face."

 Lou picks up Lux, "Is Niall coming to see his dream girl?"

 "No. I told him to stay put because the paparazzi might be out waiting for us. I just want to get in and out of the airport with no issue."

 "That is true."

 The car ride to the airport was fun. Don't get me wrong I love the boys but I need girl time. Lou seems to pick up on my stress just like T does.

 "What's the matter?" she asks over my sunglasses.

 "Liam thinks I need new clothes." I reply sighing out the window. "He thinks I need more confidence."

 "Well you do!" Lou practically shouts at me which throws me off guard.  Thankfully Tori's flight landed before we got there and she was waiting out side for us.  After a quick hug she jumps in the Range Rover with us.

 "Alex don't take it the wrong way but I love your weight loss but your clothes aren't reflecting it at all.  You look frumpy.  How about before meeting the guys for dinner you, me, and Lou play dress up a little?" Tori says while text Niall.

 "But..."

 "No buts! I have already told Niall that I will see him at dinner."  She smiles as she is looking at her phone.  "I'm kind of nervous to meet him."

 "Wonderful! Tori, you have nothing to worry about he has been talking about you ever since he knew you were coming.  Now on to the mall." Lou says as she is googling the nearest mall.

 I let Lou and T dress me in several different outfits. We go to atleast six different stores getting me outfits since none of my other clothes seem to fit my body anymore. As we are in Forever 21 Lou examines my braids.

 "How about we take these out? You've had them in a month almost. Let me play with it." She asks thoughtfully.

 "Can you do black hair?" I ask. I wasn't trying to be rude or funny but you just can't let anyone do your hair.

 "Girl yes! I am a pro. Are you natural or relaxed?"

 "Natural."

 "Even better."

 I feel awkward and unsure of everything. "Why are you guys so excited to do this?" Both of them look back and forth to each other like reading each other's mind. "Well?" I ask waiting for an answer.

 Tori pulls me next to her on the bench. "Well, Niall has been telling me about Harry and you. I just think you both need a little push. So we are making you show off you body a little bit more. Not that I don't love your style but it needs some feminine fitted flare and kind of make Harry want you."

 "What??" I cock my head to the side giving her a shocked expression. So trying to get me to show a little skin for the guy. "If I'm not his type and he doesn't like me what makes you think this will help?" I ask while examining myself in the mirror.

 Lou joins us on the bench with Lux. "Simple. Harry watches you all the time but he gets nervous around you, he is still unsure of the kiss was a fluke."  I look at her with a shocked expression.  "What?  He tells me a lot when I'm getting him ready for a show.  We are just making you more appealing so he can approach you more often.  Give you balls to show him you like him."

 I sigh. I really don't know how to take this all. Granted yes I needed new clothes but I don't foresee him changing because of more feminine fitted outfits. Since that crazy drunken night we have shared a few moments. When the plane hit really bad turbulence on our way back to the States he saw that I was having a slight panic attack, he got up from his seat, and held my hand while I squeezed the life out it until we landed. And most of the rides back to the hotels after a show we would be near each other and we would fall asleep on one another. "I just don't know if I'm ready." I reply feeling unsure of myself even though I think he is good people just don't know if he is my person.

 Tori sighs at me. "Just try it once. If nothing happens tonight then you can go back to jeans and t shirts. Ok?"

 "Deal. I just hope I didn't completely waste my money." I reply slightly feeling hopeful as I look at myself in the mirror. I'm actually wearing leggings and I don't look as big as a house. I look quite thin. Maybe form fitting clothing isn't so bad.  Even if we don't work out at least I'll look kind of cute.

 They both pick up on me examining myself in the mirror. "I think you will keep the clothing either way. You look great." Tori says with a smile. "Ok let's get back to the hotel so we can finish getting you ready for our dinner. Niall says this is a fancy restaurant. So we have to look great."

 We gather the bags and Lux then head back to my room thankfully avoiding the guys. Lou puts Lux down for a nap while Tori and I start taking out my braids with the two of us taking them out we were done in no time. Lou practically throws me in the shower so I can wash and deep condition my shoulder length black naturally curly hair.  

 "Wow! Your curls are really beautiful! Like I'm not having much work to do on you!" She replies excitedly while combing her fingers through my hair.

 Tori joins us in the bathroom with curlers in her hair. "I know right. She has always had awesome hair. Lou thanks for helping us out tonight."

 "No worries. Like I told Alex when I first met her, doing the boys hair and make up all the time gets boring this is so much fun!"

 Buzz Buzz Buzz. I pick up my phone. "Liam says we have to meet them downstairs in five minutes."

 "Well we are done. Just look at yourself. You really look amazing!" Lou says as she stands back to look at her handy work.

 She has decided to let my naturally curly stay out with it parted on the side with a burgundy flower pinned in it. We picked out three different dresses while shopping and I opt on my favorite a burgundy off the shoulder skater dress with black ankle boots. Lou gave me simple black wingtip eye liner but bright red lips. After I throughly take in my new look I'm shocked to say the least I turn around and look from Lou to Tori. "Thanks guys! I really look beautiful!"  I start to tear up a little because I didn't think I would ever look this good. 

"Well duh! Don't smug your makeup.  No tears.  You have always been you just need us to help you see it!" Tori says. "Come we need to get down there before we are late."

 "Ok. Thanks again Lou." I say walking out the door behind Tori.

 "No problem! Knock him dead." Lou yells.

 We walk down the hallway and get to the elevator in silence. As we are going down I can see the guys anxiety washes over me. "You can do this Alex. You look amazing. If he doesn't see it then you don't need him." Tori says.  I nod as she squeezes my hand as we go the corner to see the guys.

 I can do this.

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Harry's POV

 "So let me get the straight Tori has been here a day and you haven't met her yet?" I ask as Niall is cleaning his glasses.

 "No. She said she was having a girl's day with Alex and Lou. Whatever that means." He says checking himself in the mirror.

 Louis walks up to us and puts his arm around Niall's neck. "Aww look at the nervous little man."

 "Dude sod off." Niall replies as he fixes his hair again since Louis ruffled it a little. "Per Tori they were getting Alex a new wardrobe."

 That sentence alone made my ears perk up. I had been noticing she was slimming down but she hadn't really shown it off, hopefully the time with the girls changed it. I just want her to kind of be like she was when we were drinking, daring, happy, and confident.  That kiss has been on my mind more times then I care to admit. I just want to feel her lips on mine again.

 "Damn!" Liam says while he is staring at the elevator. "Just damn she looks great!"

 At that statement we all shift our attention to the glass elevator that is coming down. I recognize Tori from the times I've walked past Niall on his computer and she was the screen Skyping him. I saw the other figure in burgundy and wasn't sure it was really Alex until she turned around. She looked absolutely stunning.

 "Wow." We said in unison.

 Niall looks at me, "Will you finally make a move on her? She looks amazing. Please don't make her feel like she did this in vain."

 "Agreed. She looks way out of her comfort zone. Make her feel beautiful. Ok? We know you fancy her so just go for it." Louis says.

 "I know. I'm going to make a move. I know if I don't someone else will." I say starting towards the elevator with Niall. 

 I get another look at Alex as the elevator is finally in the lobby, the dress fits her like a glove hugging every curve perfectly. I never knew that under her braids she had all these curls. I wonder what our child's hair would come out looking like. What? Whoa that was a little much but she looked just .....just I have no words to sum up her beauty. I really want to run my fingers through her curls and make them unruly.  Lou didn't cake on the make up but just enhanced, her lips were looking very kissable and her eyes look big and bright. I really want to touch her skin and see if she has anything sexy on underneath.

 "Tori!" Niall screams running to her with a flower in his hand greeting her with a hug.

 "Niall!! So glad to finally meet you!" The two share their intimate moment while I walk over to Alex who is fidgeting with her hands. Still beautiful in her awkwardness.

 I offer my arm to her. "Alexandria, you look beautiful."

 She takes my arm then blushes. "Thanks. You look handsome tonight."

 We walk over to the others as everyone meets and hugs Tori and Alex.

 Liam wraps his around Alex's shoulder. "You cleaned up nicely. I like it."

 She gives him a small smile then blushes. "Thanks. Lou and Tori hooked me up today."

 Louis looks her up and down then pulls a curl out. "What happened to the braids?"

 "We took them out. Don't you love the natural curls she has Harry?" Tori asks me while I watch the Louis and Liam man handle her slightly. They told me they wanted me to go after her but they won't stop touching her.

 Niall has reclaimed Tori by putting his arm around her waist. "Ok! Everyone's here let's eat I'm starving."

 The paparazzi got wind of us being in the hotel so they are ready for us as we are about to leave. Tori clings to Niall as they head out first. Then Louis. Most of the time in these instances Liam grabs for Alex just out of his big brother nature but, tonight I need to show her I like her. Before Liam can get her attention, I grab her hand. She looks at me with wide eyes, to my surprise she doesn't pull away.

 "You know they are going to think that you and me are together now." She whispers in my ear as we are going through the crowd.

 "I know. Is that a bad thing?" She doesn't respond but gives me a smile. I help her into the back of the van. We are joined by Liam on the back row. Once the van started moving I put my arm around her pulling her close to me.

 "So what kind of food does this restaurant serve?" She asks me.

 Liam not realizing that we were trying yo have a moment cuts me off before I could answer.  "Niall picked it for Tori. Some seafood place. Are you ok with that?" 

 "I love seafood!" She replies.

 "Did you have fun shopping today?" I ask not sure of what to say when we are in close quarters in the van.

 "Yes, I actually did. I got a lot of new clothes. I feel pretty." Even though the van is dim I can feel her smiling.

 "That's great. But you aren't pretty love. You are beautiful." At my comment she slides a little closer to me.

 "Thanks Harold."

 "Harold?"

 "Yes. Harold, since you continue to call me Alexandria instead of Alex I'm calling you Harold." she replies with humor laced in her voice.

 "I don't want to call you what everyone else calls you. I want to call you something special. How about Ali or Lexi?"

 The van stops and once again there is a bunch of paparazzi there. I help her out the van holding a good grip on her hand. She whispers into my ear again. "You can all me Lexi."

 "Lexi it is." I grin to myself because she is letting me in and I feel excited. I don't want a typical pet name or to call her what everyone else calls her. I want to feel like she is special.  

[1ddiscourseoftheday]

Wed 6 Mar

Niall, seeing that rumors were circulating and fans were confused, hopped on twitter to clear things up right away and tell everyone what was going on (no, he won't be touring this year) and to recommend shoes. Louis, seeing that fans were confused and stressed about when exactly the lingle was going to come out, hopped on twitter to offer a cryptic tweet on the subject that cleared up nothing ("Tomorrow!"), and ignore the 90% of the replies to it asking BUT WHEN?! in favor of replying to a few random questions just to let us know he was still there and ignoring us. We stan a little troll y'all, but wbk. Seven hours later, the official release time was announced, 1 pm GMT. The song will premier on BBC1 as part of a Greg James interview segment. The station is doing a 24 hour event for comic relief that ends at that time, so there's thought that the release was pushed late to accommodate that, and some are wondering if the song will be announced to be a comic relief single. Louis has been pre recording other radio interviews today, some of which will air tomorrow morning, so despite what seems like a very clear announcement of the release time, it's actually still not 100% clear when we'll first be able to hear the song- will those interviews just not play the song as part of it? Very strange.

Also announced today- a surprise invite only performance tomorrow night in London for selected fans! Who was invited? Pretty much every name on the fandom's most hated list, so that's... fun. Cue discourse!

The label is selecting label friendly twitter fans who they already know will act in certain ways and who have high follower counts because that's what best serves their purpose publicity wise. Unfortunately, the best way to get a high follower count of Louis fans is to be someone who regularly interacts with him and gets pics, and the best way to do that is to do whatever it takes to show up wherever he is, and a really efficient way to do that is to creep on him and his friends and colleagues. Add to that the high percentage of these people who are shitty and rude to other fans, the ones who aren't even Louis fans (as admitted by them) but just like the attention, plus the amount of financial privilege you have to have to be able to follow pop stars around and you get a crew of demographically homogenous and very unpopular people and a lot of resentment from the rest of the fans, who feel that trying to interact with the boys on their down time is intrusive and disrespectful or who don't have the time and money to go around trying to meet them. The label team is getting the publicity they want, but at what cost? Resentment is high from fans who feel that they're being punished for good behavior and would like to see publicity events that everyone has a chance to compete to attend, and some of the chosen few have proved the haters right by bragging about their Comic Relief performance invites from the label, saying that people who can't travel around following the boys aren't real fans, and in the past threatening to "tell Louis" on people so he can "beat asses." Stay classy babes. Louis spoke of wanting to find a way to choose fans for meet and greets rather than just have it be expensive, but many people are starting to think they'd prefer to simply scrimp and save.

Anyway on a lighter note, publicity continues to move along beautifully and most are over the moon, though a very few folks are still worried about the UK focus. Personally I think we've seen that they know what they're doing, I imagine targeting the international markets more will follow the UK rollout. And the fans are also doing amazing work, yet again, as Louis continues to recognize with twitter likes and comments. I didn't realize the Snapchat filter was fan made, that was absolutely brilliant! It's spread far and wide, with even Fizzy posting a snap using it today.

Meanwhile, Liam performed at WE day and went head to head with Piers Morgan, a pointless but entertaining exercise (arguing with that idiot that is, not performing, that's not pointless at all!) He played what must be a very familiar stage at this point at Wembley to an enthusiastic crowd, and met some schoolkids. He and Naomi Campbell, who was also on the bill today, did not publicly interact or answer questions about each other, and the twitter spat has eclipsed the news coverage of the two. In short, Piers Morgan went after Kylie Jenner and Liam defended her, then shut down Morgan's rude response with the iconic "say it louder from the back of the line of irrelevant people please." Snap!

A Japanese fan who sent Harry a very cool happi (a traditional Japanese garment) (that she made? I think?) got a signed CD and thank you from him, and Karamo from Queer Eye, when asked, says that Harry won't be on Queer Eye, he was just hanging out with them in Japan. Just handing out info like it cost him nothing, no teasing or guessing at all! Imagine being in a fandom like that, the mind boggles.

[buckleyy--diazz]

Ik it wasn’t one of your preferred ships but can you do a Niam where they’re stuck on the bus and Niall will just blow Liam whenever he’s bored or thirsty, and he gets bored and thirsty A LOT.

I have a lot of love for Niam and I think they were just not on my mind lately but I am happy you sent this prompt and I REALLY hope you will like it. So here’s 4.7k of blowjobs with a tiny bit of angst and a happy ending 😄

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Liam walked into the lounge of the bus and was surprised to find Niall sitting on the floor, playing video games. He thought Niall had left with the boys who wanted to try a new nightclub. Liam was feeling knackered after the show they had just gave and had declined the invitation. Instead he went back to the bus and laid in his bunk for a while, texting his sisters. He had stopped replying when they started teasing him about his crush on Niall and asking when was he going to finally make a move. The answer was never. Liam had known Niall for years and except for a drunken game of truth or dare, Niall had never been with another man. So Liam pushed his feelings away since it was never gonna happen anyway he saw no point in torturing himself and entertaining the idea of maybe telling Niall how he felt. It would only make things awkward between them and that was the last thing he wanted. Not wanting to talk about that, not with them or anyone else, he decided to close his phone and go make himself a cup of tea, hoping it would help him fall asleep.

He didn’t expected Niall to be there, Liam had been alone when he came back to the bus and he never heard a sound while he was in his bunk. Liam walked further into the lounge and when he walked past Niall, Niall grabbed him by the ankle making him fall on Niall’s laps.

“Hey!”

Liam wasn’t sure what else he could say, not when he had his bum directly over Niall’s dick and he could feel it even if it was soft. He was pretty sure his face was a deep shade of red and he looked away before Niall noticed it. The last thing he wanted was Niall mentioning it or asking why he was blushing so hard. He tried to get up but Niall wrapped his arms around his waist to keep him in place. Liam wasn’t sure what was going on. Niall was the cuddly type but this wasn’t his typical behavior. Liam turned his head to look at Niall and he realised their faces were a lot closer than he thought. He swallowed the lump in his throat and arched an eyebrow.

“You didn’t say ‘hi’,” replied Niall, giggling.

“I was going to, after I made tea.”

He tried to move again and he felt Niall’s arms tighten around him. Liam was getting more confused by the second. Niall’s face was so close and all Liam wanted was to close the gap between their mouths. Liam closed his eyes to stop himself from looking at Niall’s lips and do something stupid.

“You’re gonna have to let me go,” whispered Liam, not knowing why he was whispering. This seemed to snap Niall back to reality and he moved his arms back to his side. Liam moved back up to his feet and walked to the kitchenette to boil water.

“Make me one, please?” shout Niall and Liam took a second cup out and waited for the water to be ready.

When Liam walked back to the lounge he carefully set down the cup next to Niall on the floor and he sat next to him.

“Careful, it’s hot,” said Liam as he handed Niall his cup.

“Could say the same about you,” mumbled Niall.

Liam snapped his head so fast he felt dizzy. Surely he had imagined that. His brain was playing tricks on him probably. He took his own cup if tea and blew on it before he took a small sip.

“I’m bored,” declared Niall after a while. Liam watched him as he put away the controller and closed the Xbox and he turned to face him.

“Why didn’t you go out with the others?”

“Didn’t feel like it and now I am bored and maybe a bit horny too,” said Niall, biting his bottom lip, making it even more pink.

Oh.

“Well, uh I guess you could go back to your bunk and you know…I can put on headphones to give you privacy.”

This was a stupid suggestion and Liam felt hot all over at the thought of Niall going back to his bunk to wank and he hope he didn’t showed on his face. Niall laughed and shook his head.

“No need to put on headphones, we all heard each other wank before but anyway I had another idea.”

That was true, when you’ve been living with your best friends for a few years, mostly in a tour bus, there was things you were bound to hear but the idea of hearing Niall wank without it being an “accident” was turning Liam on. A lot.

“What other idea?” asked Liam, curious.

Maybe he shouldn’t have asked when he noticed Niall was smirking. It never lead to anything good. Niall dropped his hand on Liam’s thigh and squeezed, just a bit and he let his fingers trail on the inside of Liam’s thigh, making him shiver. Liam let out a nervous laugh, Niall was clearly taking the piss.

“Ok, fess up, who put you up to this? Was it Louis? I’m sure it’s him.”

Niall didn’t answer but he slid his hand higher on Liam’s thigh, his fingers were dangerously close to Liam’s dick and Liam felt like he could spontaneously combust at any moment now.

“What are you doing?” questioned Liam. He didn’t know what was going on now and he should probably have stopped Niall but he was also curious and maybe his feelings for his friend were clouding his judgement. He wanted to feel Niall’s hands on his for so long now he couldn’t bring himself to stop him.

Niall smiled, a real smile instead of a smirk and Liam watched him move from his spot on the floor and climb over him.

“No one put me up to anything,” whispered Niall, his lips moving directly against the shell of Liam’s ear, “but I know what you’re hiding in your pants and I’ve been wanting to put my mouth on you for a while now.”

Liam was frozen in place, this was impossible, he was dreaming.

“But, but you’re straight,” said Liam dumbly and Niall laughed.

Niall leaned back and looked at Liam in the eyes.

“You know a lot of straight men who offers blowjob?”

“I guess not.”

“So, what do you say?”

This was a stupid idea, a very stupid idea and Liam should say no and salvage their friendship. It was still possible or he thought until he felt Niall’s lips against his neck.

“Fuck!”

“Is that a yes?” asked Niall before pressing another kiss to the sensitive skin.

Liam shivered and nodded, it was too late, his eyes were already rolling in the back of his head and all Niall did was kissing his neck. He’d been single for too long he thought. Niall rolled his hips and Liam could feel he was already half hard. Liam’s arms were laying limply on each side of his body, he had no idea what to do with his hands. Niall kept kissing his neck and jaw and chin until he reached Liam’s lips. He stopped and looked at Liam in the eyes giving him one last chance to back out. Their mouths were millimetres apart and Liam could feel Niall’s hot breath hitting his face. He nodded again and Niall’s lips were on his. Niall brought his hands up and cradled Liam’s face gently and Liam sighed into the kiss. Niall’s lips were soft and warm and when he felt his tongue against his lips, asking for entrance he moaned slightly. Niall rolled his hips again and Liam put his hands on it to stop him or else it would end up quicker than he wanted and they wouldn’t get to the blowjob part.

Niall broke the kiss and slid down Liam’s laps until his face was on level with Liam’s crotch. He was half hard in his gray sweatpants and Niall licked his lips. He put his hands on the waistband and Liam moved his hips up to help Niall remove his sweatpants. He chucked them somewhere in the room not really caring where they ended up. Not then Niall’s face was this close to his dick.

There was already a wet spot staining his pants and Niall licked his lips before lowered his head to place a kiss on Liam’s left thigh. Niall placed another kiss on his thigh, higher this time. He kissed him until he reached his cock. Niall mouthed at Liam’s cock through the thin material of his pants, feeling him getting hard under his lips. Niall brought his hands up to the elastic band of Liam’s pants and lowered them down, his hard cock springing free. Liam’s breathing was already getting shallower and Niall smirked. He was clearly proud of the effect he had on his friend and Liam wanted to glare but it was difficult when he was about to have his dick sucked. Niall looked at Liam in the eyes and licked the palm of his hand before wrapping it around Liam’s cock, giving it a few slow tug to get him fully hard. Liam closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Niall’s licked his lips again and flicked his tongue at the tip of Liam’s cock. Niall gathered a few drops of precum and closed his eyes, enjoying Liam’s taste in his mouth. It was the hottest Liam had ever witnessed in his life. Niall pumped his hands again a few times. Liam’s thighs were already shaking and he felt the muscles in his abdomen tightening. More precum bubbled at the slit and Niall lowered his head, finally taking him between his lips. Niall relaxed his jaw and started bobbing his heads up and down, taking as much as he could. Liam moaned loudly when he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of Niall’s throat. Liam let his head fall down and his hand found Niall’s hair. When Niall moaned around him, Liam tugged a bit harder.

Niall lifted his eyes and looked at Liam under his lashes. Liam twitched on Niall’s tongue. He was getting close. His cock twitched again when Niall hollowed his cheeks to suck harder. Liam tugged on Niall’s hair harder, trying to warn him he was about to come but Niall kept sucking him until Liam came down his throat. Niall swallowed everything and continued to suck gently until Liam got softer in his mouth.

“Wow,” said Liam and it sounded stupid but he didn’t know what else to say. What were you supposed to say after one of you best friend gave you one of the best blow job of your life?

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Niall tucked Liam back in his pants and sat back next to him. The silence felt awkward and Liam was scared they had just done the biggest mistake of their lives. Niall stretched his arm and retrieved the Xbox controlled he handed it to Liam.

“Wanna play?”

Liam was confused and they should probably talk about what had just happened but Liam accepted the controller, this was better than complete silence.

*

It became a thing after the first night, every time they were alone in the bus and Niall felt bored he would reach for Liam’s pants and blow him. Liam always asked if he wanted him to reciprocate but Niall always declined. Sometimes he jerked himself off on top of Liam but most of the time he said it wasn’t about him and he would just resume whatever activity he was doing before he blew Liam. To say it was confusing would have been an understatement. Sometimes Liam felt guilty to let Niall blow him and he knew he should at least try to talk about it.

*

“You sure you don’t wanna come with us?” asked Harry.

“Not hungry,” replied Niall and Liam almost rolled his eyes. This was the worst lie he could have used. Everybody knew Niall loved to eat and never declined food.

“Are you feeling poorly?” asked Harry, he sounded genuinely concerned and Liam thought he would be a lot less concerned if he knew what was going to happen as soon at the bus door would close behind him.

“Liam, you sure you don’t wanna come?” shouted Harry from the front of the bus.

“I’ll stay with Niall, maybe just bring me back something?”

“Yeah okay, can do that. Take care of poor Niall,” said Harry as he exited the bus. As soon as they left Niall was opening his bunk curtain.

Liam tried to sit but Niall pushed him back in his bunk and unbuckled his belt with deft fingers. As soon as Liam’s jeans were opened, Niall climbed in the bunk and settled himself between Liam’s knees, looking at him in the eyes. He slipped Liam’s jeans and underwear down at the same time and licked his lips when Liam’s dick sprung free. Not breaking the eye contact, Niall took Liam’s dick in his hand, pumping it slowly, using the precum to make it easier. When more precum bubbled at the tip, Niall took the tip of his tongue and licked at the slit, causing Liam to moan loudly.

“You taste so good.”

“Fu-uck Niall.”

Liam moved one of his hand to Niall’s hair tugged. By now he knew just how much Niall liked to have his hair tugged. Niall smirked and flattened his tongue on the underside of Liam’s cock and licked a wet stripe from his balls to the tip, he licked the slit and moaned loudly when he tasted the precum again. Niall finally took him in his mouth and Liam moaned loudly. Taking the head of Liam’s cock between his soft lips he sucked on it gently. Liam arched his back and another long moan left his mouth. Niall let go of his cock and smirked proudly. He always looked proud when Liam moaned. Niall raked his nails on Liam’s thighs and Liam tugged at his hair again, a little less gently this time and Niall groaned. He took Liam back in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, his tongue swirling around the shaft.

“Fuck babe, fuck!”

One of Niall’s hand moved up to Liam’s abdomen and Liam knee Niall could feel he was getting close, he could feel Liam’s muscles tightening under his hand. Niall let go of Liam’s cock again but he kept stroking him slowly.

“Would you fuck my mouth Liam? Would you like that?” asked Niall, his voice rough and it was Liam’s turn to smirk proudly.

“Are you sure?”

Niall nodded and Liam cursed again. Niall licked his lips and opened his mouth. Liam took his cock between his hand and tapped it on Niall’s tongue. Niall closed his lips around it and both of Liam’s hands were now in his hair, holding him in place. Liam started by thrusting shallowly in Niall’s mouth. When Liam’s cock hit the back of Niall’s throat they both moaned loudly and Liam took it a his cue to pick up the pace. The sound in the bus were obscene, all you could hear was the wet sound of Niall’s mouth and their ragged breath. Liam really hoped their friends wouldn’t come back to the bus sooner than they were supposed to. Niall knew Liam was getting close again, his breath was getting shorter and his moans sounded like broken little sob.

“I’m gonna come,” said Liam as he stilled his hips, “fu-uck,” he moaned as he released in the back of Niall’s throat. Niall swallowed everything before letting go of Liam. He dropped his forehead against Liam’s thigh for a second. He kissed Liam’s thigh before sitting down on his heels and  slipping his hand down his pants to get his cock out. Niall was jerking himself fast over Liam and it didn’t take long for him to come all over Liam’s stomach. Liam watched him as he removed his jeans and took Liam’s discarded t-shirt to wipe the come from his body. Liam removed his jeans too and Niall moved up to cuddle next to him. Automatically Liam wrapped his arms around Niall and held him closer. Niall tangled their legs together and laid his head on Liam’s chest. It felt good.

“You called me babe,” said Niall after a while. Liam felt his blood run cold, this wasn’t how things were between them, there wasn’t feelings, at least on Niall’s part. Liam wanted slap his forehead, how could he have been so stupid.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t, I liked it.”

“You did?”

Niall nodded against his chest and Liam closed his eyes, when he woke up later the bus was moving and he was alone. He was disappointed but not surprised. He closed his eyes again and fell back asleep.

*

Niall slid down Liam’s jeans and Liam smirked when Niall noticed he was not wearing underwear. Liam’s cock was already hard precum was oozing steadily at the tip. Niall had spent the day teasing him and this was something new. Niall usually only pounced on him as soon as they were alone in the bus but today Niall had kept touching him, trailing his fingers on his thighs when no one was watching, he even pushed Liam inside a broom closet and sucked a mark on his neck that forced Liam to find a scarf and tell everybody he had a sore throat and tried to stay warm. He’s pretty sure Harry and Louis didn’t believed him but they were nice enough to not call him out on his obvious lie. Liam had been on edge all day and the show had been pure torture because Niall had kept plastering himself to his side and whispered dirty things in his ear.

Now Niall was finally on his knees and he took Liam’s cock in his hand and brought it to his mouth. Niall slowly licked at the slit and moaned as the precum hit his tongue. Liam groaned and his nails clawed at the mattress of his bunk. Niall wrapped his lips around the head and took Liam as far as he could, pumping with his hand what didn’t fit in his mouth. After being on edge all day Liam knew he wouldn’t last very long, not with Niall’s skillful mouth and hand on him. Liam’s thighs were shaking and he could already feel his orgasm building inside of him. Niall kept bobbing his head up and down rapidly and Liam was a moaning mess.

“Fuck, fuck Niall babe, I’m gonna come,” moaned Liam as he exploded in the back of Niall’s throat. Niall let go of Liam’s cock with an obscene pop and slid his hand down his pants but Liam caught his wrist to stop him. Niall arched and eyebrow, looking at him questioningly.

“Let me. Please?”

Niall hesitated for a moment, they had never done that and Liam has been feeling guilty lately about whatever they were doing. He loved receiving blowjobs and having many amazing orgasms all the time but they still had not talk about what was going on between them and Liam was feeling bad about always being on the receiving end of the orgasm. Niall deserved it too, and helping Niall come would maybe make him feel less guilty.

Niall licked his lips and nodded slightly. Liam took Niall by his hips and changed their position, it wasn’t easy in the small bunk but he was able to lay Niall in the small bed without hitting his head on the ceiling of the bunk. Niall looked nervous and Liam wondered why. Niall had been giving him blowjobs almost everyday, sometimes more than once in a day for over a month now, surely he couldn’t be nervous about Liam giving him a hand?

Liam took the waistband of Niall’s pants and slid them down his pale thighs slowly and Liam’s mouth watered. Niall looked painfully hard and his dick slapped against his stomach when Liam peeled off the underwear. Liam didn’t know where to start and he suddenly felt overwhelmed by the situation. He took a deep breath and started by letting his forefinger trail from the base to the tip, slowly feeling the vein under his finger. He did not missed the way Niall shivered and Liam smiled. The tip was red and leaking precum steadily on Niall’s belly. Liam trailed his finger in and brought it to his mouth. He locked his eyes with Niall and sucked on the tip of his fingers. He did it a second time, not that he particularly enjoyed the taste but he enjoyed the expression on Niall’s face.

Liam finally wrapped his hand around Niall’s cock, it was warm and felt heavy in his hand. With his thumb he smeared the precum around a little bit but it was not enough. Liam leaned in, keeping his eyes locked with Niall who was watching him like a hawk, and spit on the head of Niall’s cock.

“Fuck! That’s hot,” moaned Niall and Liam felt strangely proud.

Niall’s cock was now slick enough for Liam to pump his hand steadily. It was always different on someone else but he tried to do what he enjoyed when he was wanking. Not too fast but not too slow either. Thumbing at the slit. Niall must have liked it too, according to his ragged breath and the little moans escaping his throat. Liam took the balls in his left hand and rolled them gently in his warm palm.

“Faster, please,” pleaded Niall and Liam picked up the pace immediately. He would have love to tease him but now was not the time. Niall’s muscles tightened under him and he came all over Liam’s hand and his stomach. Liam slowed down the pace and kept stroking Niall until he pushed his hand away. Liam grabbed a dirty t-shirt that was in a ball in the corner of his bunk and wiped his hand on it before letting himself fall next to Niall.

“Stay?” Liam asked after a while.

“I always stay,” replied Niall.

“I always wake up alone.”

Niall turned on his side to face Liam and put his hand on Liam’s cheek. He looked in his eyes for a moment before he closed the gap between their lips. Liam knew Niall was kissing him only to avoid talking about what was going on between them and Liam wish he had the courage to call him out on it but the part of him that was in love with Niall couldn’t bear the thought of losing what they had even if it was just this friends with benefit type of arrangement.

*

Liam knew he had to do something, the situation was killing him as much as he liked to pretend it wasn’t. This thing between him and Niall had been going on for almost two months now. Yesterday he had almost blurted out “I love you” after he came. Liam knew this needed to stop, he needed to be strong and tell Niall that this was over. But Niall would want to know why and then he would have to tell him he was in love with him and this was exactly what he was trying to avoid.

Liam groaned and let his fall into his palms. He should have said no the first time Niall said he wanted to blew him.

“You okay Payno?” asked Louis when he walked into the room, startling Liam who had never heard him come in.

Liam lifted his head and Louis looked genuinely concerned about him.

“Can I talk to you about something?”

Louis walked closer, he put his hand on Liam’s shoulder and sat next to him.

“Of course you can. You know you can tell me everything.”

That exactly what Liam did. He told Louis everything, and Louis listened without interrupting him once.

“You should talk to him Liam.”

“He doesn’t feel the same.”

“He’s been giving you orgasms almost everyday for two months now!”

“What’s your point?”

“Well maybe he doesn’t feel the same but have you stopped and think maybe he does and you will never know until to talk to him?”

“Of course I thought about it.”

“And?”

“And it will only end with me getting my heart broken.”

“It’s already what is going to happen if you don’t talk to him, but if you do there is also a chance that it will end up with him telling you he feels the same, dumbass!”

Louis had a point and Liam had not thought about this. Maybe Louis was right, maybe he should talk to Niall.

“Thanks Lou.”

“No problems Payno,” replied Louis as he hugged Liam.

“Do you know where he is?”

“I think he went golfing with Harry, should be back at the end of the afternoon.”

Liam nodded. He had to do something if his day of he would end up over thinking and it would resulted in him not talking to Niall when he came back.

“Wanna go shopping or something, I need to not think about Niall until I see him.”

Louis nodded. He grabbed his wallet and sunglasses while Liam asked one of their bodyguards to accompany them.

*

When Liam and Louis came back to the bus, Niall and Harry were already there, playing video games. Louis dropped his bags in his bunk and walked back to the lounge.

“Haz, there’s something I wanna show you,” said Louis, giving a pointed look to Liam.

Harry dropped the Xbox controller on the floor and followed Louis out of the bus without protesting. Liam wished he had. Liam took Harry’s place on the floor and immediately Niall was on him. He straddled his lap and wrapped his arms around Liam’s neck. He started kissing his jaw and neck, stopping to suck a mark.

“I missed you today.”

“I uh I missed you too.”

Niall leaned back and his hands were already trying to open Liam’s jeans. This was now or never. Liam gently grabbed Niall’s wrists in his hands.

“Stop.”

“What? Why? I mean you can say no anytime but what’s going on? Are you okay?”

“We need to talk.”

Niall closed his eyes and got off Liam’s laps and sat back on the floor.

“No need to talk, I know what you’re gonna say, I knew this day would come. I’m sorry, I won’t touch you again.”

“Wait what? What are you talking about? I don’t want you to stop touching me, that’s kind of the problem.”

“What?”

“Okay, we’re obviously both confused here. Care to explain what you meant?”

Niall was looking at the wall behind Liam’s head, nervously running his fingers through his hair.

“Listen, no need to act like you don’t know about my feeling for you. Louis told you? I should never have talked to him. I swear it won’t change anything.”

“What do you mean your feelings for me? No, Louis hasn’t said anything but he pushed me to admit my feelings to you. Wait, you talked to Louis about us?”

Niall nodded, “A few weeks ago.”

“Why are you always leaving my bed when we fall asleep together?”

“Because I thought this was one sided and I didn’t want to break my heart more.”

“But I asked you to stay.”

“I know.”

“We’re dumb,” laughed Liam and Niall started laughing too.

“So, this feelings thing, it’s mutual?”

“Yep,” replied Liam, “Now that we cleared that up, will you sleep in my bed?”

Niall smiled and nodded.

“I’ll never leave your bed.”

“I like the sound of that. Will we, I mean now that we’re, boyfriends?” Nial, nodded, “Will we do more than blowjobs?” asked Liam, his cheeks red.

Niall smiled again and took back his place on Liam’s laps.

“We’ll do whatever you want, love,” Niall replied before he started kissing Liam’s neck.

*

When Harry and Louis walked back in the bus an hour later, Liam and Niall’s clothes were everywhere and the two boys were laying naked and cuddling on the floor.

“Oh for fuck sake, I should never had encouraged you to talk!” exclaimed Louis. Niall and Liam laughed, they took their clothes and ran to the back of the bus leaving a confused Harry and an exasperated Louis behind them.

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Save Me // Clouis

❌TW❌: It’s very angsty and includes self loathing. If you don’t feel comfortable with subjects like this, please do not read! 🌿🌿

Description: Louis was having a bad day, until he meets a new girl.

I’m really proud of this, I may make it into a whole fic.

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A delinquent, a fuck up. Nothing but a waste of space. That’s what he’s been told his whole damn life, he’s sick of it. Nobody got to know the true him, the person he was behind all the shit he did. In all honesty, he doesn’t really know why he does what he does. Maybe making stupid jokes and flirting with whoever he wanted was a cover for his low self esteem, his confidence. And maybe smashing things and disrupting class was a cry for help. He wanted for someone to come along and ask him what the hell he’s doing. Not even his best friend knew why he does all that.

He sighed, here he was, laying in an empty room with his music turned all the way up. He hated this time of day. He would be here for hours while his best friend Marlon was out practicing football. Some may say that the teen was perfect for the theater club, but he tried that. Guess no one can take a joke in that class. So that left the seventeen year old boy alone with his thoughts for hours on end, while his loud rock music tried to drown the things he kept replaying in his head.

The teen still couldn’t believe his parents sent him to this fucking boarding school, without trying to ask him what was wrong. They were always so serious, so uptight. Always wanted to be the best. It wasn’t his fault that he liked rock music and ripped jeans, not those dumb sweater vests his father would make him wear. He wanted to break from that mold, wanted to be his own person without his parents demands and yelling. But it only made him sadder. His parents completely changed their views on him the day he said he didn’t want to wear all that fancy clothes, and wanted to dress however he liked. His father had given him the coldest stare, yelling at the boy that the only way he was going to get a good job was by dressing professional. And he snapped when the boy argued about how he didn’t want to be a lawyer, how he didn’t want to carry on his father’s work.

He still remembers the disappointment written on their faces. It wasn’t the same after that. His parents had become stricter with him, hoping to change the unacceptable behavior.

“You’re grades are slipping Louis!”

“I’m trying my best! I had to go retake several tests, then I had piano practice after that. I didn’t have time to go meet my tutor. I’m sorry.”

“Do you really think piano is necessary? You won’t go anywhere playing that dumb thing. I can’t believe we spent all that money for a top of the line tutor for you to ditch it for some stupid instrument.” His mother stormed out of the room.

“I need some fun in my life too.”

He shook his head. He hates remembering the those times. He moved to his bed, slamming his body harshly on the mattress. The teen covered his face with an arm while his other arm dangled off the bed. He layed there, singing along softly to some song that played in the background. But, then the music got lower, causing Louis to uncover his face.

“Sorry dude, I thought you were asleep.” Marlon set his football helmet on the desk next to the bed. He was still dressed in his football gear, too lazy to use the locker room.

“Turn it back up.” Louis covered his face again, not even looking at Marlon as he did. Marlon wasn’t too surprised when his friend didn’t want to talk. He’s been like this since they met. It was a little confusing for him at first. Louis was basically the class clown of every class, a flirt that seemed to have so much confidence. But when he got bunked with the boy, he realized there was much more to this guy than he thought. Marlon did what he was told and sat next to his friend.

“Wanna talk about it?” He nudged Louis’s leg. Marlon had never gotten him to truly spill his feelings, he wouldn’t be surprised if his friend didn’t want to talk about it, but he had hope.

“Do you think my parents hate me?” Woah, that was a first. Usually he would say something like “I’m just down, I’ll get over it” or “just thinking too much.” But this. Marlon was a little worried about his friend. Was he actually going to spill his feelings?

“I’m sure they don’t buddy.”

“Why did they send me here then? Why did they tell me everything I did was wrong? Why didn’t they consider my feelings? They never did! Not one fucking time!” Louis snapped, tears forming in his eyes. “Get better grades Louis! No piano, no phone, no friends Louis! Be like you’re dad Louis! Why can’t you do anything fucking right Louis!” Tears began to fall from his face as he punched the the wall on the side of his bed. Marlon got up in shock, stopping his friend from trying to hurt himself.

“Woah woah woah, hey, dude. Calm down, breathe.” Louis instantly regretted his decision of punching the wall and latched onto his friend. He wrapped his arms around Marlon tightly.

“Marlon it’s too much, I’ve held it in for too long. I’m fucking sorry I did that, I couldn’t keep it bottled up anymore.” He sniffled, leaning his head on his best friend’s shoulder. The teen sighed sympathetically and began to rub his back.

“Dude, that was, uh, that was something else. I didn’t think you were hurting that much.” He hugged him tighter. “I’m glad to know that you got it all out though.” Marlon held Louis in a tight embrace. They never hugged, which made this a little weird, but his best friend needed this right now. The blonde teen was the first one to let go. “Hey why don’t we go for for a walk? You can show me that song you’re writing. Yeah?” He smiled hopefully.

“Fuck it. Beats sitting here and crying right?” Louis chuckled weaking, not wanting to meet Marlon’s gaze.

“Cool, let me change outta this shit and we’ll get going.”

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The two teens walked around the campus of their school. It was mid-November, the breeze making trees sway and leaves dance in the wind. Marlon had gotten rid of his dirty uniform, settling for simple dark blue jeans and his letterman jacket with the schools logo. Louis was dressed in black ripped jeans with a dark green bomber jacket. They sat at a nearby bench in the middle of an grassy field, just people watching.

The dreaded hair teen spotted a girl walking by. Her face was carved into an angry expression. Guess someone pissed her off. The blonde saw him eyeing the girl, nudging his friend slightly.

“Ooh, checking her out?” Marlon wiggled his eyebrows. Louis huffed.

“Uh, yeah man. Who is that anyways. Never seen that face before.”

“She’s new. I saw her during practice, think she has anger issues.”

“Hm.”

They both made their way to the music room. This was always a happy place for Louis, music never failed to sooth his soul. Louis sat at the bench while Marlon leaned against the grand piano.

“And here we have the music room- oh! I’m sorry.” Both Louis and Marlon turned at the sudden voice. “Sorry, didn’t know someone was in here. I’m just showing our new student around the school.” It was a brunette girl, her personality too cheerful, and next to her was that girl Louis had saw outside.

“It’s cool, was just gonna play something.” Louis cracked his knuckles before playing the soft tune. The piano echoing off the walls of the empty room. The two girls left the room, most likely continuing with the rest of the tour. Marlon looked back at his friend, he could see tears forming in his eyes again. He loved seeing the passion coursing through him when he played. There was always so much love and feeling in his music. The blonde hated seeing his friend so broken. He never realized how much he bottled up until today, when he poured his soul out. The song ended. Louis was sadly smiling as he wiped a few stray tears away.

“Dude, you’re awesome. I always loved hearing you play.”

“Thanks man, I am the greatest aren’t I? Marlon smirked.

"Hey there’s my buddy, I was wondering when he’d get back.”

“Oh ya know, he was crying his eyes out, like a true man.”

“You weirdo.”

Marlon pulled up a chair next to the piano. He watched as Louis played a number of songs. He cracked a few bad jokes everytime he missed a key, which made Marlon chuckle everytime. It was nearing sunset time, the golden rays shining through the window and into the room. All the students had a set curfew which was 9:00, which meant they had about 4 hours left before bed.

Louis had stopped playing for a bit to relax his fingers, and that’s when they heard squeaky footsteps from the hall. Marlon raised a brow in confusion. Usually the arts building was empty at this time. The blonde saw a head poke in the room.

It was that girl from earlier.

“Uh hey, I’m Clementine. Sorry to interrupt, I kinda wanted to wander around and heard the piano.”

“No problem Clementine, I’m Marlon. Come sit.” The short girl made her way to the boys on the other side of the room.

“Why hello there Clementine, I’m Louis. The one playing the amazing music. So pleased to meet you.” Louis winked, turning on his flirtatious side. She rolled her eyes but giggled anyways. She took the moment to study his person. Clementine was a little confused at the teen. He seemed to look like a tough guy, his ripped jeans and messily tied converse. His bomber jacket with various rude looking patches, yet he was playing the piano with such grace.

“Can’t stop looking at my handsome face already? Wow.” Marlon snorted as Louis tried to work his charm with this girl.

“You’re just confusing.” She huffed. This guy was kinda getting on her nerves. “You look like this super tough guy, but here you are playing the piano. At first glance, I’d assume you’d like playing the electric guitar or something.” Clementine said.

“Well you’re wrong. I love piano more than anything.”

Louis began to play the ivory keys again, Clementine watched as he played without missing any notes. Marlon smiled, looks like his friend’s day was getting a bit better.

“Hey Lou, I’m heading out. I think I forgot something in my locker.” The blonde get up but not before winking to his friend.

“Oh you did huh.”

“Yeah, actually why don’t you stay here and give Clementine some company?”

“Mar-”

“Great! See ya buddy.” And with that he walked off. Louis sighed. He may be a flirt, but he had zero self confidence. He had no idea what was going to happen.

“What was that about?” Clementine had a stone faced look, one Louis couldn’t really read.

“No idea.” He began playing a random tune. The teen closed his eyes, feeling the sound echo through his soul. God how he loved this dear instrument. He began to feel the passion in his veins as he played the unknown tune, his fingers moving to the low keys before dramatically stopping and playing a new chord. He could go on for hours playing this random thing he came up with, until he was startled out of his trance by a hand running up his sleeve.

“Woah dude, don’t do that.” Louis shook his head.

“Sorry, I was looking at your patches.” Clementine said, eyeing the ones on his sleeve.

“You don’t have to touch them ya know.” She ignored his comment. “You like iron maiden?” The girl poked the patch near his shoulder. “Doesn’t that seem a little too metal for you?”

Louis snorted. “As if! I can handle metal music, thank you. In fact I should be the one surprised here. How do you even know it’s a metal band?” The dreaded haired teen crossed his arms and had an eyebrow raised.

“Uh I don’t know genius, maybe cause I listen to the same type of stuff?” She rolled her eyes in his direction again.

“Wow, a sweet looking girl like you? Wearing pink and sporting pigtails. Who knew?” Louis winked, causing her to blush. It was strange for her to blush at something a boy had said to her. Maybe that could change, she thought.

“Well maybe we can listen to metal music together some time.” Clementine blushed even more.

“I’d like that.”

[skepticalarrie]

I am new to learning about Larry so forgive my ignorance. Can you share your thoughts on if you think they are still together? I don’t understand why Harry doesn’t support Louis and the other members more in their projects. Why does he choose the Azoffs and the other Hollywood crowd. It’s hard knowing so little and keeping a positive opinion of Harry. Louis just seems more real, genuine, but I get so confused. Do you have an opinion on Harry’s behavior and associates? Thanks! Love ur site!

Hi anon! No need to apologize :) I believe they’re together since day one and never broke up because of the consistency of things we get several times a year, the patterns, all the background information, family and friends always interacting, being MIA at the same time, following each other on tour… Check out my they never broke up tag.

I think Harry is very supportive of Louis, I answered a very similar question here, and you can also check out my supportive Harry tag. I don't see Harry was this horrible person at all, his career is different and the way he copes with their closeting is different.

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If that’s the case, then I wish Louis would stop doing certain things, ngl.

I feel like it’s not fair to demand certain things from him in order to let go of the idea of Larry being real nowadays. I can understand the confusion about some things he’s done throughout the tour bc I feel that confusion, too. But the situation might be so much more complicated for Louis than we could imagine. I just think we should keep trying to support him with everything and we can see what he appreciates and what he doesn’t appreciate. Thinking Larry is real today bc of him nodding to Larry signs is a way of thinking that I did let go of bc I feel like it could mean multiple things. But what I would take from it that he likes it and needs it in some aspects.

I did let go of Larry! Before tour started, I didn't think they were together anymore. So I can promise you that I didn't buy tickets to those shows because of Larry. And I will always support Louis as an artist first and foremost. I still don't think his behavior on tour proves they're together right now.

I leave plenty of space on this blog for the situation to be complicated. But if Harry and Louis are firmly broken up, I would feel... disappointed. By both Louis' behavior on tour and his promo.