It's Just A Game. [Larry Fanfic]

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson completely shipped 'Larry Stylinson.' They would purposefully flirt and cuddle and look cute for their fans, because they loved making their fans happy. It was just a game to them. They always tried to see who could push each other the farthest, who could act the cutest and most loving. Though then came a fateful day when they were doing a concert and a fan girl asked them to do the unthinkable for her birthday - to kiss. Will this kiss take a toll on one of them? Is it just a game between them any more - or has this game turned into real life?"


9. Louis.

Life is just a big game anyway, whether we want it to be or not.

"Louis?" he asked as I stood in the doorway.

I had been watching his twitcam. He was so wrong. "I'm sorry," I said. "I got scared. I was scared of hurting you and that's just what I did. I'm still scared I'm going to hurt you, but that doesn't mean anything. That doesn't mean I can't try. You said you were going to try, to try and find your soulmate. Well you already have. Me. You tried and succeeded. Now it's my turn to try, and with you being by my side, I know I'll succeed, too. We're meant to be together, Harry. It'll be scary but if we have each other then we won't notice it. Love is so much stronger than fear. And I love you, I truly do. You're just so perfect Harry, in every way. I don't know what's going to happen, but I know we'll always be together. I'm sorry I hurt you, but I want you to realize I love you, too."

He just stared at me, shocked.

"You're perfect for me Harry, and life is such a cruel game. We all need a partner don't we?"

He smiled. "Yeah. We do."

"Be with me," I said, kneeling down next to him.

"That's all I ever wanted."

I laughed. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

I leaned in and kissed him, our lips smiling against each other. He slowly fell against the floor, me over him, our lips never parting. He started to laugh.

"Turn the camera off," he said.

I sat up, realizing that millions of people just saw Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson get together. All the fans just saw Larry Stylinson become real. "I'd love to stay and chat," I said to the camera. "But unfortunately there's a horny boy that needs to be taught a lesson."

"Louis!" he laughed. "God, way to go and tell them we're about to have sex."

"Sex? Good lord, Harry, I was simply going to make you write 'I will behave like a good boy' 500 times. He really is perverted, isn't he?" I winked at the camera. "Well, goodbye lovelies." I turned it off and looked at the curly haired boy below me. "Why on earth did you put your shirt back on?" I asked.

"Why didn't you put yours on?" he asked.

I completely forgot to put my shirt on before I left. I put on a coat, but not my shirt. "Because, I major intent on doing something that's best without a shirt."

He laughed and I kissed him again. I pulled his shirt off - again - and we rolled around on the floor, laughing, kissing, groping, loving. I pulled him up onto the bed and we continued to kiss each other lovingly. He stopped for a second and looked at me. "Have you ever...been with a guy?" he asked.

" a way, but know."

He smiled. "Good." He looked at me nervously but kissed me gently.

We slowly removed our clothing, and having been naked in the same bed before wasn't that big a deal. We kissed passionately and roamed each other's body with our hands. I grabbed his legs that were on either side of me, moving closer. I kissed him slowly, moving against him. We made love, and during the entire time - my fear of the future vanished. At that moment, when I felt closer to him than any other person, I knew the rest of my life was set. There'd be fights and other bad moments, but there'd be so many more kisses, hugs, laughs, smiles, cuddles, memories. Yes, life was going to be hard, but also amazing.

In that moment, all I could think about was how lucky I was. I found the perfect person for me, my soulmate. Not many other people could say they found theirs. I was lucky to have him. I was lucky my soulmate was so completely amazing and utterly perfect, too. I was lucky he was so beautiful, that I could have a relationship someone would be jealous of. I had the perfect relationship, with a perfect boy.

"Louis!" he exclaimed.

I looked into his emerald eyes, climbing off of him. I pulled him next to me and kissed him deeply. "I love you," I whispered.

"I love you, too," he told me.

I ran my fingers through his curls. "You're perfect."

"You're perfect."

"Marry me."

He looked at me. "Really?"

I smiled. "Of course. Maybe not too soon, but I do want to marry you."

"And I definitely want to marry you, too."

"That's reassuring."

He laughed. "Now kiss me you fool."

I kissed him.



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