Larry Stylinson Oneshots

The Phonecall

“Naaah no problem. I’m sorry for distracting you at this wonderful evening” The voice chirped happily into the phone.

“N-no I really don’t mind. I-I’ts ok, r-really.”

Great, Harry, you start stuttering again. Harry cursed to himself.

“Ok then. So yeah, I’ll hang up now. Ehhhr yeah bye.” The voice says and then the only tone Harry hears is the beeping of the phone. And the beautiful voice is gone.

“Bye” Harry whispers. He has no idea, what happened to him. He doesn’t know why he feels so empty after the stranger hung up the phone. But the rest of the evening, he sits in the dark on his sofa, the TV turned off. The only thing he can think about is the voice. His eyes start to tear up. To whom belongs the voice? The voice that was like music in his ears. The voice that makes him feel happy for only a minute.

This voice is the last thing he thinks about, when he goes to sleep and the first one after waking up at the next day.

At the bakery, Harry can’t concentrate on the easiest things. He forgets some bread in the oven, instead of sugar he takes salt for the cupcake creme and he drops a full sack of flour on the floor and covers the whole bakery in a white powder.

When he hears the little bell ring that announce a new costumer the flour is on Harry’s nose, his red cheeks and in his curls, who are standing messily in every single direction.

He goes to the front of the bakery, where his costumer waits patiently.

“Hey, how can I help you?” He asks friendly.

“Hello, do you have those little chocolate cookies, today? I ate them one time and am totally in love with them!”

No! Harry thinks. This can’t be true!! You would recognize this voice everywhere!! But no! It’s too crazy, to hear this voice again! No.

“Hey, is everything ok? You look like you saw a ghost”

Harry blinks and looks to the person in front of him. He has never seen a so shining person. Everything beautiful compared to him is like a dry garden flower. Harry is so overwhelmed by the person that he can’t think straight anymore. The person’s caramel feathery hair, styled a bit messy, frames a perfect face. Blue eyes, perfect cheekbones, a small nose, beautiful lips, formed into a smile that shows perfect straight white teethes and on his chin short stubbles what makes it even more attractive, than it already is.

And this person should be the owner of the fascinating voice, Harry dreamt of? This person called him the day before accidentally and turned Harry’s life upside down?

“Sorry mate, but ehhhr what’s wrong? Your starring is kind of creepy.” The perfect person says.

Harry blushes in a deep red. “Oh my god. I-I didn’t w-want t-to. I-I… I’m so s-sorry!”

“Yeah, it’s cool. So? What about these cookies?”

“Ohh yeah. Right. B-be g-glad. W-We o-only have a few l-left.” Harry stutteres.

“Oi awesome!! I’ll take them all, if it’s ok!”

“S-sure”

Harry starts packing the cookies into a small bag and handles it to the beautiful stranger.

Harry, now or never. If he goes through the door now, maybe you’ll never see him again.”

“Uhhm. May I ask you something? I don’t want to sound like a creep or something”

The stranger smiles widely “Oh boy, I think nothing can be creepier than your starring. So talk to me!”

“Uhhm. Did you call someone yesterday? And searched for a Miss Stark?”

Now, the young man, looks confused at Harry. “Ehhhr why?”

Harry looks down. The flour on his hands becomes suddenly more interesting than anything else around him. “N-nevermind. I-I j-just thought, that y-you w-would be the o-one who c-called me, y-yesterd-day.”

Something seems to change in the stranger’s face. The confusion turns back to the teeth showing smile. “Ooooh, yes!! Are you the one, I called accidentally? Oh god, I’m sorry, I didn’t know that would bother you that much! And now that you’re saying it, I should’ve recognize your voice! Seriously, I’ve never heard such a raspy voice before. Sorry about yesterday, it won’t happen again! I promise, because I found the right number for Miss Stark and I already talked to her.”

“Nonononono!!!! It’s ok, like I told you on the phone!! Really, no problem! But uuhm. Yeah I was so perplexed, because your voice. I m-mean, since you called me yesterday, I can’t think about anything else. And I-I just had t-to ask if you are the stranger with the beautiful voice!”

Oh god Harry, you just didn’t say that out loud?!! How can you be so damn stupid!!!

Harry can’t remember when he was so embarrassed. The only thing he wants to do right now is going home, hiding under a big blanket and never gets found.

The stranger chuckles lightly, in a way that Harry could melt in front of him.

“What did you just say? So my voice drives you a bit crazy? Hah, that’s pretty funny! But thanks for the compliment. I think it’s kind of cute, actually.”

Harry lifts up his head, slowly he gazes his eyes back to the perfect person, just to see, that he’s observing him with a small grin.

“So, may I get to know, if my creepy stalker has a name, too?”

“Uhm it’s Harry. Harry Styles.”  He mumbles in a quite voice.

“Harry Styles. What a beautiful name. I’m Louis Tomlinson. Nice to meet you.” He reaches out his hand, waiting for Harry to shake it.

When Harry takes his hand, both boys feel a raising spark. Beginning in their now connected hands, it goes fast through their veins, like poison and if there has been another costumer in the little bakery, he could has seen the sparkles flying around the boys.

They look deeply into their eyes. And it takes a while for them to remember that they stand in the middle of the bakery, Harry covered in flour and Louis with a bag filled with cookies in his left hand.

Louis is the first, who’s breaking the silence. “Well, Harry, I think I have to take one thing back.” He says with a gorgeous smile on his face.

“And that’s what?” Harry asks nervous.

“The promise I made before, that I’ll never call you back. I think I can’t hold this promise, because if it’s ok for you, I would love to call you again just to hear your voice again.”

And from this day, Harry gets to know a feeling, he never felt before. The feeling to be loved, to be the only one in a person’s life and the most important thing, to know that there is someone who cares about him and that he is not alone.

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