You Found Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 24

A/N Sorry it’s taking me so long to update... I’m having some personal issues :\ Also I wanted to know where you guys live! I live in Alabama:)

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“If you don’t hurry up then we’re going to miss the flight!” I yelled down the hall.

We were flying to New York for the VMA awards show, where I had arranged for Harry to perform as an opening for one of the acts I used to work with. It had taken forever, but it was worth it to see the smile on Harry’s face. He was like a child on Christmas morning seeing all their presents for the first time.

Just then he bounded into the hall with his suitcase and grinned at me. He kissed my cheek then tugged me out the door to the car, practically jumping with excitement.

Everything was going okay until we got to the airport. I noticed Harry start acting weird and he was jumpy. I put my arm around his shoulders and he flinched at first, but then he melted into my side.Once we found our seats it got worse. He was shaking in his seat and he kept fidgeting with his hands. I laid my hand over his finally and he looked up at me.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just a little nervous. I’ve never flown before and the VMAs are a big deal. I just- I can’t believe six months ago I was sleeping on park benches and now I’m flying across the world to go perform. You’ve been so amazing to me and I can’t say thank you enough.”

“God, you’re sappy.” I laughed. He rolled his eyes playfully and I pulled him in for a quick kiss.  “I love you.” I added.

“I love you too.”

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“Holy shit!” I snapped my head in Harry’s direction but he was staring to his right. I followed his gaze and my jaw dropped. Katy Perry was smiling at Harry.

“Holy shit.” I repeated. She started to walk towards us and gave a friendly wave to Harry and me.

“Hi.” I said breathlessly.

“Hi. I’m uhm, Harry. Harry Styles.” He held out his hand, but she laughed and swatted it away, pulling him into a hug. My instinct told me to rip her away from my man, but I let it slide since I knew Harry was gay and he would probably never see her again.

That all changed when I saw her hand slip down further and give his bum a firm squeeze. He jumped back and she winked, handing him a slip of paper, then strutted away.

I looked at the paper over his shoulder. It was a phone number with a little heart in blue ink. I tore the paper from Harry’s hand and ripped it up into tiny little peices. He looked at me startled.

I grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him into a nearby dressing room, then shoved him against the door and kissed him roughly and messily. His hands went to my waist as mine cupped his face. The kiss had started out sloppy and rough, but it had slowed down and was a bit more passionate. We finally broke the kiss for air, but we stayed close.

“I’m yours. Only yours.” Harry whispered. “But you shouldn’t have torn up that phone number. We could have made some serious money selling that to some fangirls.”

Despite my efforts to stay mad, a laugh escaped me and I backed up, letting Harry move freely. I kissed him one last time on the lips then we exited the dressing room.

“There you are! You’re on in fifteen seconds.” Some man with a headset on led Harry away from me. I quickly blew him a kiss and he grinned.

I stepped up to the side of the stage and watched as the host, Zac Efron, introduced him. I could feel the nervousness radiating off of Harry as he walked onto the stage with a small wave at the crowd. Most of them cheered, to my delight, and a few of them wolf whistled, causing Harry to smile and loosen up a bit.

The music started and Harry came in soft and gradually got louder until he was practically screaming out the lyrics. The crowd absolutely loved it. Some had even started to sing along with him. He looked so beautiful under the bright lights and his eyes were shining with joy as he held the last note.

He let the microphone fall to his side and he took a deep breath as the crowd continued to cheer. He glanced at me and I gave him a thumbs up. I was so proud of my boy.

Then Zac Efron came back onto the stage and gave out the award for best pop video. Harry jumped into my arms and wrapped his legs around my waist. I let out a surprised laugh but hugged him back anyways. We were cackling madly and we got some weird looks from the other performers and workers, but we didn’t care because in that moment we were the only two people that existed.