Chapter 1 - It all started like this~
[Date rewritten: June 7/2013 due to bad writing; hopefully this one's better.]
Louis
It wasn’t that I wasn’t aware of the constant staring or camera flashes right beside me, because believe me; I’m more aware of it than one might think. “Oh. My. Gosh.” One says. “Louis!! LOUIS LOOK HERE!!” more squeals erupted. I rubbed at my temples slightly, half-mindedly keeping a brief smile to the fans for the camera and waving. I tapped my foot impatiently, casually brushing some lost strand of hair back away from my eyes and sighing slightly.
Without the boys, I literally had no idea how to entertain these young girls without even making a fool out of myself. “Where the hell is that boy?” I silently mouthed, brushing along the aisles with a bored expression written along my face. Some adults came by normally around me without a hint of recognition, some even occasionally told me about either a child or grandchildren who were fans of our band and asked if they can get my autograph. And surprisingly, I was okay with that. I squinted over my list, murmuring them out loud without a care (some adults gave me some rather weird looks, but who was I to care?)
“Hmm, let’s see. Milk, Lettuce, Ham..” I murmured, frowning by how long the list went on. Harry was supposed to be helping me, but seeing as he was nowhere in sight, I decided that I’d to it by myself, no matter how long it will take me.
My eyes instantly flew to the first two things written down in Liam’s messy scribble which were conveniently side-by-side. I was in no hurry, so I took my time, grabbing a basket at one hand and grabbing a few transparent plastic bags. The process went on and on, until every single ounce of vegetable was completely out of my list. “Liam’d better be thankful for this.” I groaned slightly, hauling the basket and emptying its remnants into a bigger cart, seeing as my lack of better judgement clouded my ability to count.
“Now,” I prodded, “what’s next?” my eyes glittered ever-so-slightly with Niall’s portion of the list. The boys technically share on one list and whatever fits into a piece of paper in my choosing, they’ll have to nitpick on the sizing of each letter. Unfortunately, Niall was one of those people who took the humility as to request Liam and Zayn to write his portion into neat and diligent writing that is easy to read.But, this rule only did not apply to me, this unspoken agreement was brought along by the other boys who were willing to get up off their lazy asses and actually try and go marketing with me. Unsurprisingly, that would only be either me, Harry, or Liam who goes most of the time—Zayn and Niall are always very thankful.
I was halfway through the messy scribbles until the list literally flew out of my hands by some kind of magical wind that swept through the whole store. I frowned, bending over to pick it up, only to have it taken by the idiot I was searching for the whole bloody time. “Need some help Lou?” he smirked, staring at the list wide-eyed then to my cart that I had by my hand. “Gimme that.” I murmured coldly, stashing the list under my arms and heading towards the pharmacy for the Advil and cold patches that seemed to be highlighted and in heavy ink. “Louis.” Harry called out, utilizing his long, lanky legs to catch up to me within seconds.
“I’m not talking to you.” I murmured, brushing him off, quickly grabbing the Advil and cold patches at a quick, hasty snatch, before heading over to the Junk Food section on Aisle 3. “Let’s see what we have here.” I sighed the moment I looked at his specific orders. It says Start from the crisps and let your hand slide till you reach the liquorice. Pick up whatever fell down. I frowned, staring at it for a second and sighing. “Louis, c’mon, I can explain.” Harry says, grabbing along my arm. I looked over my shoulder and gave him a rather stern gaze. “Later.” I hissed, doing exactly as Niall said and strolling down the aisle till I reached the very end, which was liquorice—surprise, surprise. Harry quietly looked over my shoulder for a quick minute before nodding and picking up whatever fell. I rolled my eyes at his eagerness to please and headed to the cosmetic section to get myself some aftershave fit for 10 people, some gel, and other things a teenage boy would ever need.
Harry strolled along my side, plopping down some conditioner, cleaning supplies and other necessities that we could possibly need. Still though, I kept silent. “Come on Lou, I literally helped with half.” Harry whined slightly. I heaved a deep sigh, finally allowing myself to meet his green eyes and nodded with an I forgive you before pulling up to the cashier in complete silence. The woman by the counter obviously was a fan of us, seeing as she literally jumped up and down on where she stood, her heels clicking almost too eagerly against the floor tile.
She punched in our items with the same smile not leaving her face. Just when I thought she’d never ask, the very moment she’d scanned the last item, she basically dropped the bomb in a quick second. “Are you guys One Direction?” she asks modestly. “Actually we’re Harry and Louis.” Harry responds slyly, handing her the sleek blue credit card. I smiled; nudging him slightly, then quickly placed the items within the grocery bags. My eyes roamed over the eco-friendly bags and I insisted we used that instead.
The girl, Jenny smiled even brighter, handing me at least 3 to 4 bags worth, claiming that this one was on her with a flirty wink and a blunt request for a picture of both of us alongside her. Harry just smiled casually, giving my shoulder a quick squeeze that I should smile more naturally too and that’s what I did apparently because Jenny just smiled, giving us both a lovely squeeze and a kiss to the cheek. “I’ll always like you best.” She murmured silently against my ear which brought a smile to my face. “Thank you.” I murmured with a smile as we headed for the entrance.
What surprised me though, is that the moment we stepped even an inch closer to the doors, the door sliding doors seemed to have not been working. Before I can rant about how much of an inconvenience it was, some policemen approached us silently. “Hello lads.” The man said. “Sorry about the little door problem there.” he says. “We were given direct orders to keep you on here till your escort arrives.” Both me and Harry nodded understandingly as we literally hauled ourselves along the rooftop to see what the little problem way. “KYYYAAAAAAHHH!!!! IT’S THEM! IT’S HARRY AND LOUIS” one screams high above the others and suddenly the ground felt like it shook a few too-many times before our ears popped at least a billion times the moment we got back inside.
@Louis_Tomlinson: At Tesco. I see you guys ;)
@Harry_Styles: With @Louis_Tomlinson at Tesco, such a beautiful view outside ;) .x
“THAT WAS INSANE!!” I found myself bellowing at Harry. “WHAT!?!?” he asks in an even louder tone. “I said that was insane.” I murmured silently, feeling my hearing get back to normal. “Yeah.” Harry agreed with a wide smile, dimples present. “So, now you may explain now Curly, we have some time before our escorts to the prom sweeps us up off our feet.” “Okay.” He sighed. “It was Emily, you know, I just had to—“my cell rang and I gave Harry a look saying that we’ll discuss that later, then headed for the washroom with a relieved sigh, hearing my girlfriend’s voice ringing softly against my ear. “Babe, you’re late.” She says with a chuckle. I sighed. “I know, I know love and I’m sorry I—“
“Lemme guess,” she hums.
“You’re stuck with Harry on Tesco aren’t you?” I gasped, feigning innocence.
“How did you know?!” her high-shrilled laugh echoed towards my ear and I couldn’t help but smile slightly. “Really am sorry lovely, couldn’t do a thing about it.” Even without a response, I can instantly feel her smile on the other side of the line. “Alright baby, just come back to Manchester when you can, alright?” I nodded. “You know it.” And that was the end of that.
“Finished talking to Ellllyyy?” Harry voices towards my earlobe giving me a slight shiver. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” I winked, pushing him away from me as I made my way towards the fire exit. “Paul says he’ll pick us up here.” Harry nodded with a smile. Then, as if on cue, the door bursts open with Paul quietly ushering us towards the exit. “Go, go, go.” He orders authoritatively. Harry came along behind me, noticing the girls already approaching us; the mob quickly accumulating. The whole transfer felt like a blur as I remember being outside then within the car in seconds. There was the part where Harry pushed me in just to prevent some fan from clawing at me and suddenly realization hit me like a fast-moving bus.
“Where the hell is Harry?!” I demanded, then all of a sudden, a hand reached out to me, which looked too large to be a girl’s hand and I quickly tugged it in quickly, sliding the doors also into a close. “Man,” Harry hisses, his shirt partly torn. “that was definitely painful.” He murmured proudly. “Are you okay Haz?” I asked worriedly and he nodded airily, wincing as he sat on his seat.
The van quickly made a haste and I found myself tending Harry’s wound with some of the cotton swabs he snagged in earlier. “Sorry, it’s all my fault Harry; You got hurt because of me.” I frowned, as he eased back on his seat, shaking his head disagreeing. “Naa,” he murmurs softly. “wouldn’t want to get your pretty face hurt.” He jokes with a wink. I rolled my eyes. “But Ha—“ “We speak no more of this Louis,” he says. “plus, I like it better when my best mate is smiling.” I heaved a deep sigh, plastering myself with an ear-splitting grin, seeing Harry pull his phone at the last second, tweeting.
@Harry_Styles: Looks like I have some competition.x
with the recent picture of me as an attached image. Boy are we going to be in trouble.
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OMG! EPICNESS! My first Larry Stylinson fanfic. -trolls around the house- Anyways, guys, please tell me what you think of the chapter. THANKS~
Oh, and forgot to mention, I can't really decide on a chapter cover, so please send them to me, and the best one will be enetered in as the new cover, and the new chapter will be dedicated to that person.
Cover has to include
-Some relevant picture to Larry Stylinson
-The Title
-The author
and GO WILD!
Anything1D