Larry || One-Shots

Short Larry Stories! This is also on Wattpad, same user name, same story title :)


• Some chapters may not have happy endings, but if I get comments then I will make a part 2 :)

• This is boy/boy so don't read if you are uncomfortable


1. 1 || Trust

Louis' POV:

"I trusted you, Louis! How could you?!?" Harry yells as I look at him with frightful eyes. He has never yelled at me like this before, and I felt, scared? I take a step towards him and try to put my hands on both of his shoulders, but he just pushes them away.

"Harry, calm down. It was a mistake, I promise." I whisper, tears streaming down both our faces.

"No! How can I calm down when I just found out by the media that you got a girl pregnant!"

I stay silent, lost at words. It was a mistake, a terrible, terrible, mistake. I was just hanging out with Zayn at a bar, and the next thing I remember was waking up in bed with a blonde haired girl laying next to me. The next I know, I panicked and ran out of the apartment.

"You're going to be a father of some random girl's child, and not mine. What about our future together? It's all over the media now! Louis Tomlinson from One Direction excited to be a father! Do you know how betrayed I feel right now?" Harry tries to say in between sobs.

"I'm sorry Harry!" I cry then throw my arms around him, just taking in his scent as if it was the last time I was getting to do it, which might be true because I completely screwed up.

Harry just pushes me away. "We sh- should get ready, we- we're a-about to perform in 15." he chokes out and turns away.

"Wait, Harry, please!" I plead as he walks into his, well, our dressing room and slams the door shut. I crumble to the floor and sob into my hands. Why did I have to lose the one person I love, the only person who I will ever love? No one can replace him, his curly long hair, bright green eyes, and cute little dimples. No one.

"Louis? What are you doing on the floor?" I hear a familiar voice yell in a worried tone. I sense someone kneel down beside me and feel their arms wrap around my curled up body.

"Louis, what happened? Why are you crying?" Liam asks in a concerned voice. I shake my head in response and sob into his shoulder.

"Harry, he's gone! I'm such a fucking screw up!" I yell angrily, more at myself. Liam just shushes me and tells me that everything is going to be alright, but I know he was lying.

Harry's POV:

Right as I slam the door shut, I walk towards the mirror that was hanging on the wall and stare into it. I look disgusting, no wonder Louis doesn't love me anymore.

"Fuck!" I yell as I punch the mirror. It makes a shattering sound as the glass breaks and falls on the ground. My hand hurt a lot and it was probably bruised, but it didn't hurt as much as my heart.

How could he? I trusted him not to do something stupid like this, but he just completely betrayed me. New tears pour out of my eyes and I cry some more, not hearing the door open and someone entering the room.

"Harry? What the hell happened here?" I hear an Irish accent. I wipe my eyes and look in the mirror, making out a picture of Niall from the broken pieces.

"Niall?" I sniffle, suddenly feeling embarrassed. He rushes over to me with a worried expression.

"What happened to the mirror, and why are you crying?" he asks worriedly as he looks at my face, then to the broken mirror, and then to my almost purple knuckles that I was trying to hide. I try to wipe all of my tears away, but it was no use, new ones kept on coming.

"I found out Louis got a girl pregnant." I manage to say, but then just broke down completely. Niall wraps his arms around me and I don't push him away.

"Shh, everything is going to work out in the end, Harry. You and Louis are like soulmates. It's going to he ok, I promise." he whispers softly, although I doubt it will. "Now, let's get you ready to sing for all of the screaming fans, yeah?"


Louis' POV:

During the concert, Harry and I avoided each other, but that was probably normal for all of the fans since Modest! never let us interact with each other on stage anymore. Harry and I's swollen eyes and lack of movement probably gave it away that something was wrong, too.

We were now performing our last song, which is also my favorite song to sing on the playlist. I was sitting next to Liam who had his arm around me, and Harry was sitting with Niall a few feet away from us. I knew Liam and Niall knew what was happening because they kept on sharing glances with each other.

"This next song, is our last song that we are performing today. We love you and we hope you had a great time!" I hear Harry happily say through the microphone, but I could tell it was fake. Some of the fans noticed too because I could see the concerned looks on their faces, but they shrugged it off when the music starts to play and when Liam starts to sing.

"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me..."

After Liam sings, Niall starts. Everything was a bit jumbled ever since Zayn has left the band, but we made it work. Harry and I still got to sing our solos in Little Things. Harry. His face pops up in my head and I smile.

"I know you never loved, the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

You've never loved your stomach or your thighs

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I'll love then endlessly..."

I look around me as Liam and Niall begin to sing the chorus and my eyes wander to a certain curly-haired boy. He looked beautiful, even if he had a frown on his face. I just sat there and admired his features, until Harry turns his head in my direction and our eyes meet. My eyes widen and I quickly look away. My part of the song was coming up and I prepare to sing.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea

And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep

And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep

Though it makes so sense to me..."

I love this sing because it made me happy, and right after my part was Harry's, but I guess that doesn't matter anymore.

My eyes begin to water at the thought of him and I quickly wipe them away before anyone could see. Harry would sing this to me. Instead of saying these little things, he would say his instead, and that was my favorite part.

"I know you never loved the sound of your voice on tape

You never want to know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into you jeans

But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things

Slip out of my mouth

But if it's true

It's you

It's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things..."

Harry's voice cracks a bit at the end and my heart stops. He didn't say his little things. My eyes begin to water again, and this time I couldn't stop them because they were already rolling down my cheeks. I stand up abruptly and tilt my head down so no one could see my face.

"Louis! Where are you going?" Liam whisper/yells away from the mic so he wouldn't interrupt Niall's solo.

"I need to go." I look at him with watery eyes before running off of stage, but before I got off, I got a glimpse of Harry and he was watching me with hurtful expression on his face. I stop running to look at him completely before mouthing the three words, "I love you."


Woohoo! First chapter! Hello there my people and welcome to my book of short Larry stories. As you can see, this chapter doesn't have a happy ending. But if you guys want me to make one, comment, or get me 5 votes. I don't think this is going to get a lot of reads but whatever \_()_/

Katie x

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