Larry Stylinson

Larry hug

Sup guys I'm back. I kinda started watching some 1d videos the other day and then of course I ended up watching some Larry cracks so now I have to write some more fanfics.

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Louis pov

We'd just finished the last song. Of the last concert. Of the last tour.

Okay that's not entirely true. As much as people seem to think otherwise we aren't breaking up. We're going on a hiatus. We all need a break.

Of course, this break is going to mean being apart from Harry. For literally a year, or close. It's going to kill me. I think modest hopes well break up. But we'll figure it out. We always do.

But anyways, we've all been stressed out, Harry's got some health issues, Nialls got physical health troubles, I've got mental health shit going on, and Liam's got anxiety. So yeah we need a break.

But we're not over. Not forever. We are over for now though. And Harry's fairly sad about it. He definitely cried before we went on stage.

(Flashback)

"Lou?"

"Hmm?" I asked.

"It's the last show," Harry said from behind me.

I sighed, giving up on making my hair look decent and spun around.

"I know that babe," I nodded, holding out my arms to him.

"I'm sad," he pouted as he walked towards me.

"Haz it's not over forever-" I started, but then he burst into tears. "Okay, it's okay," I said as he collapsed into my lap.

I held him and hummed under my breath until he calmed down. He sat up and wrapped his arms around my neck. I slid my arms around his waist and settled my hands on his hips.

"So what's this really about?" I asked softly.

He sighed. As it he has any reason to be surprised. I know him. Better than anyone else. And I know that he knows one direction isn't over forever. Which means he's upset about something else.

"M'not gonna get to see you f-for a year," he stuttered, voice wavering.

"Alright love don't cry now, we gotta go on stage soon. It's gonna be okay though. We'll figure it out like we always do," I told him, running my fingers through his hair.

"A year Lou."

"Yeah but in that year we'll have little to no obligations or responsibilities. I'll lay low since I've got a "baby" to take care of. And you can come visit me all the time and no one will know that I'm even there," I said.

"I just wish we could come out already and be done with this shit," he cursed. I raised an eyebrow. Harry doesn't cuss that much.

"You know Simons doing what he can to get us a new contract. If we can get away from modest we'll be able to come out. Especially if we're on hiatus. Plus, things have been better lately anyways. At least it's not like wwa tour," I pointed out.

"Yeah I guess you're right," he shrugged.

"Alright, come on babe, we've got a show to do," I said, pushing him up off of my lap.

(End flashback)

"You've all been wonderful. We honestly couldn't ask for any better fans and we couldn't have done this without you. Thank you so much,"

Harry got to do the final speech. He really didn't have the heart to do it. But he did. His voice cracked at the end. I could tell he was getting all emotional.

I yanked my earpiece out as the other boys did the same. What now group hug? That's usually what happens next.

Liam walked over to me and held his arms out. Oh we're doing it this way. So I stepped towards Liam and wrapped my arms around him.

"You done good tommo," he said.

"You too Payno," I responded, smiling my ass off.

Next I pulled Niall in for a hug as Liam walked over to Harry. Him and Niall had been on the other side of center stage.

"Good show nialler," I said, patting him on the back.

"Same to you mate," he responded.

As I drew back, I realized we were at a dilemma. Do I hug Harry? Can I hug Harry? I really don't want an ass beating tonight.

"Lou just do it," Niall said, sensing my struggle. Then he walked over towards Liam.

Harry looked at me. And the poor thing looked so upset. The kid needs a hug alright, I'm gonna do it, screw modest.

I held my arms out to him. His eyes got wide and he almost looked scared. But then he walked over to me and threw his arms around me.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the hug. I haven't been able to hug him on stage in years. This feels so good. The screams escalated. So yeah I'm probably gonna get in trouble for this. But I don't even care.

"I love you so much baby," I said.

"I love you too babe," he said. And then we quickly pulled back, knowing we'd already hugged for too long. It didn't matter though.

Cause in that moment I knew. We both knew. That we'd be fine. We would make it through whatever they threw our way because we'd done worse. Been through worse.

And then of course, we did the group hug. And I couldn't help but look at Harry. He looked as happy as I felt. Which means he's thinking the same things I am.

This boy is the best thing that's ever happened to me and I won't let anything take him away from me.

But then again, we already knew that. But it was confirmed, once again, by the now probably famous otra Larry hug.

That's right, I speak fandom. You don't think me and Harry get on tumblr? It happens alright don't judge us.

"Thank you!" Liam yelled into the mic as we walked off the stage. That's it lads. That was otra tour 2015.

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Sorry I know I rambled too much in that.