liam is drunk

Then We Talk Slow
Author: letsjustsee
Word Count: 20k
Summary: 
The picture showed Harry smiling widely (with a fucking dimple) at the camera, his glossy brown curls situated artfully around his shoulders. Louis couldn’t see his whole outfit, but it seemed to consist of a pink, floral button-up with most of the buttons undone. Louis could also detect the dark outlines of tattoos on his chest, although he couldn’t quite make out what they were underneath the shirt.
What he could make out was that his own heartrate seemed to have picked up significantly.
Shit.
This was so not good. Not only had Louis drunkenly sent messages in a deliberate attempt to interact with this man, he was now insanely attracted to him without ever having met him in person.
Maybe Liam was right – drunk tweeting really was a horrible, rotten idea.

A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

hiiii, here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of february. I recommend that you read these great fics in march, if you haven’t already. there are SO many good and unique AUs this round, so please check them out!!

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)


1. Saved Tonight (30k)**

Harry is the world’s most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis’s biggest fan. Louis hasn’t written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It’s probably destiny.

2. Too Real to Fake It (82k)*

With seven years of blissful marriage behind them and four wonderfully unique kids to brag about, Harry and Louis seem to finally have life all figured out and under control. How much more real could it get?

Very real it turns out, when Harry reluctantly leaves home for a 5 day business trip leaving Louis to manage their rambunctious, hyperactive household. Do they really have it all under control or are they just faking it?

Featuring all the usual suspects, inside jokes, embarrassing moments and of course, Harry and Louis’ wild antics + the addition of their four equally wild and outrageous kids.

3. When You Look Like That (16k)*

“You… you still have the dress form I got you for your eighteenth birthday? You’ve kept it for ten years, Harry?” Louis’ eyes flick around Harry’s studio. It’s big and modern, with floor to ceiling windows that help flood the room in bright sunlight, just like the lobby. However, he can’t stop staring at the faded, but present, heart surrounding the “H + L” written delicately in Louis’ handwriting in the center of the mannequin.

Louis is a songwriter who is nominated for a Grammy and he needs a suit. Fast. He seeks out help from a very popular, very mysterious designer who just so happens to be his ex-boyfriend.

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“I am here because you are here.” - Qui-Gon


I had to make this a short soundbite because I still cannot believe the way Qui-Gon says that line. As a master and teacher and wise sage Jedi, you’d expect him to say it matter-of-factly, with a downward sloping inflection throughout the phrase - maybe a slight emphasis on the first “here” and a pause before that and “because”. But nO. Instead he emphasizes the “you”, emphasizes that he is there specifically for Obi-Wan. And his tone is just so teasing and…sensual even. Listen to it in any other imagined flirty context and it fits perfectly.

Example: Obi-Wan showering when Qui-Gon suddenly walks in naked.

“Qui-Gon? You’ll be late for the meeting - why are you here?”

Qui-Gon chuckled, stepping into the shower behind Obi-Wan and wrapping his arms around his waist with an impish smile. “I am here because you are here.”


Or: Commander Qui-Gon showing up to provide Obi-Wan and the 212th with reinforcements.

They walked towards each other, fond smiles on their faces as they embraced in the middle of camp. “Qui-Gon,” Obi-Wan started, “I thought you were stationed halfway across the galaxy. What are you doing all the way out here?”

Qui-Gon chuckled. “I am here because you are here. That’s all the reason I need.”


Or or: Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, and the clones celebrate not dying and get drunk.

Qui-Gon stumbled into Obi-Wan’s tent, smiling drunkenly at the man sitting on the cot. 

“Excuse you, sir,” Obi-Wan slurred, pointing a wobbly finger in Qui-Gon’s general direction, “but I believe your tent is that a-way.” He dramatically waved the same arm somewhere towards his left, swaying dangerously and trying to stifle his giggles. “I -hic- hope no one saw you come in. Clones gossip you know. Go on now, shoo shoo, you have no -hic- reason to be here.”

Obi-Wan was all but laughing at his drunken teasing as Qui-Gon stumbled forward and sat heavily next to him, slinging an arm around his shoulder. “Why my dear Obi-Wan -hic- I am here because yoouuu are here.”

They collapsed into silly giggles on the bed, holding each other tightly and falling asleep with smiles on their faces.


TL;DR: QUI-GON IS A FLIRT AND NEEDS TO STOP

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…in which Louis maybe didn’t hear the first part of what James Corden said. February 2014 xx

“i don’t like the type of music liam makes why would i support him?”
well i’m sure a lot of yall didn’t even like the other boys’ singles as much as yall claimed but there were still tons of projects and support posts going around so doing the same for liam literally wouldn’t kill any of you.

“but liam was rude to harry! he said he hated harry’s music!”
no he didn’t. he said harry’s music is not his cup of tea and there’s nothing bad about it. if yall feel entitled to your opinions about music genres then liam should be allowed to have his own opinions and preferences. and harry’s music just happens to not fit those preferences.

“liam shaded 1d!”
again, no he didn’t. he always speaks fondly of the other boys and wants them to come back and make albums and tour together. in what universe would liam shade the other boys lmao

“but that 1d lyric in strip that down says something else!”
how many times does liam have to explain this lyric before yall finally understand it? he said he’s “free” bc he gets to make the music he’s always wanted to make and he doesn’t have to write and compose songs anymore that fit four different people. the other boys all have said something similar and i don’t see anyone dragging them.

“liam’s voice/accent/clothing style/behavior has changed.”
for the third time: no. yall just never paid attention to him.

“liam is on drugs/drunk during interviews.”
he’s tired, jetlagged, entered a new chapter of his career, does tons of promo in different places and literally just became a dad. i’d like to see you manage all of this at once without stuttering or mumbling once. not to mention he’s always been a fast speaker that got muddled sometimes. it’s normal. a lot of people do that without consuming any kind of drugs. you’re gross for even making these assumptions.

“liam tries too hard to be someone he’s not.”
no he finally gets to show the parts of his personality that he kept hidden for the sake of the band. if you don’t like that then’s it’s your problem. liam never pretended to be someone or something he’s not.

“i know liam is insanely talented and has everything to be an incredibly successful solo artist and i’m scared he’ll do better than my fave which is why i feel the need to tear him down for breathing.”
nobody said that but i know that’s what yall actually mean.

hockey players as a party I went to
  • Tyler Seguin: <I>[flipping sunglasses up and down]</I> "straight- not straight- straight- not straight- straight- not straight!!"
  • Beau Bennett: the guy who came as harambe
  • Mitch Marner: me very loudly shouting "I WANT TO FUCK AN OLD MAN!!! WHERE'S MY SUGAR DADDY!!" <I>(Alternately: "He brought handcuffs? Now that's kinky.")</i>
  • Dylan Strome: <I>[me putting a glow stick down my shirt]</I> "my tits are glowing??!??? so beautiful..."
  • Connor McDavid: my friend stepping outside and immediately falling over- and the corresponding 'she's got muddy tits' meme
  • BGally & AGally: the two Liam's getting drunk and making out
  • Sidney Crosby: the v short v sad looking Jon Snow
  • Jake Virtanen: my friend like pouring koppaberg into my mouth until I inevitably choked and it spilt down my shirt
  • Noah Hanifin: "really- I just wanna fuck trump- I love how his hair looks like a dead cat, ya know, I love that complexion of his."
  • Jack Eichel: "I'm gonna scoot up on that boy over there- I'm gonna pull him."
  • Carey Price: "I didn't come as brokeback mountain!! Stop it!!"
  • P.K. Subban: "Now that's a cowboy I want to fuck."
  • Conor Sheary: "now... I am small"

Then We Talk Slow 

by letsjustsee (20k)

Published : 2017-02-09

The picture showed Harry smiling widely (with a fucking dimple) at the camera, his glossy brown curls situated artfully around his shoulders. Louis couldn’t see his whole outfit, but it seemed to consist of a pink, floral button-up with most of the buttons undone. Louis could also detect the dark outlines of tattoos on his chest, although he couldn’t quite make out what they were underneath the shirt.
What he could make out was that his own heartrate seemed to have picked up significantly.
Shit.
This was so not good. Not only had Louis drunkenly sent messages in a deliberate attempt to interact with this man, he was now insanely attracted to him without ever having met him in person.
Maybe Liam was right – drunk tweeting really was a horrible, rotten idea.

A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

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It’s probably been too long since you’ve seen this video. 

Drunk (h.s.)

You heard him before you could see him. You heard His feet stomping against the floor trying to not make too much noise, but at the same time trying to keep balance. You heard him fumbling with the keys, trying to put the right one in the hole, and cursing everytime he didn’t get it right. You heard him finally opening the door, his deep breathes interrupted by hiccups ever few seconds.

You shook your head hoping it wasn’t one of those nights. Hoping maybe he came home at 3am because he went to get a late snack, or his car broke down, or maybe just maybe he did have a lot of work to do at the office. He couldn’t see you yet, and you could only make out his shadow as he fumbled to take off his shoes in the dark.

You wondered why you did this? Why you stay up to wait for him, when you know You’ll just be disappointed. You shake your head at your foolishness. If it hasn’t changed for weeks Why did you think it would change now? You were about to get up from the couch and run back upstairs before he could see you, but then the room lit up. You cursed under your breath when you could feel his eyes on you.

“Y/N?” He asked confused. You turned to face him and your eyes could see his bloodshot ones from a mile away.

“What are you doing awake?” Harry said slurring his words.

“I could ask you the same question.” You snap back.

“I was just-” He tried to answer you before you cut him off.

“Drinking again?” You said.

“Don’t be upset Y/N” he frowns while trying to walk straight towards you, tripping over his own feet.

“No” You said as you put your hand between you and him. “I don’t want to be near you when your wasted like this Harry.” He takes your hand that’s up to his chest and brings it to his lips

“I’m sorry Babeee” he slurs his words yet again “It won’t happen again.” You scoff.

“Yeah sure, just like how you promised yesterday, or the day before that, even weeks.” You said disappointed.

“I didn’t even have that much to drink” he lies as he hiccups.

You shake your head needing space from him to think about how to deal with all this as you turn to head upstairs.

“ Okay! Wait I’m sorry Baby.” He never calls you baby only babe making you wonder how much he really had to drink. He takes your hand again and turns you to face him. You really wanted to get away from him, you never liked him this drunk.

He leaned his lips next to your ear and whispers “let me make it up to you.” As he slowly kisses your cheek, and pushes you against the wall. You usually would enjoy this but the fact that you can smell the alcohol on his breath made you turn your cheek.

“You can’t just kiss me and except everything to be ok, Harry” You tell him. He lets out a frustrated sigh and brings one hand to his hair as he bangs his other one on the wall behind you, shaking it, causing you to jump.

“Shit” he says to himself. You knew he was having thoughts running through his mind, but you needed to know what they were.

“Why are you doing this Harry?” You say with a shaky voice. Not wanting to know the answer if it was about you, but you needed to know the truth.

“Is it me? Do you not want to be with me anymore?” Harrys head flew up and his eyes connected with yours immediately. “Is our relationship making you unhappy?” You say trying to hold back the tears, as Harry shakes his head repeatly.

“Y/N…” Harry tries to interrupt you but you just continue

“Is there another person you’re seeing?” Your voice cracked. “Is that why you’re coming home late and getting drunk?” You close your eyes trying to hold yourself together, But it just let the tears fall down your cheek. As you asked the last question, out of all of them that would be the worse.

“Y/N Stop!” Harry tells you as you tried to hold back your tears but couldn’t anymore. “Please don’t ever say that.” He says looking at your tear streamed face, making his heart break.

“Why would you ever think that?” He frowns as he wipes the tears falling down your face.

“You’ve be-been so distant lately and coming home late, and drinking your life away. Like you don’t want to be here. Like you don’t want to be with m-me” you say sniffling.

“Y/N, I love you why would I ever want to not be with you?” He steps even closer to you looking you straight in the eye.

“How do I even know your saying the truth, when you’re pissed drunk,” Harry placed both his hands on your shoulders forcing you to look at him as he stares into your watery eyes

“ Don’t you ever for one second, second guess my love for you, I love you Y/N, no matter what. If I’m drunk or sober, it’s the truth. I love you with all my fucking heart, my whole entire being. And I’m sorry that if you ever felt for just a millisecond that I don’t care about you. Because that’s farthest from the truth. And I’m sorry I’ve been acting this way, I’m a complete idiot for making you feel unloved and not special because you are a princess in my eyes, and I know I should treat you like one.”

You had more tears running down your face but not from sadness but out of joy,relief, happiness. But before you could say anything. Harry wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug that made you feel like the safest place on earth.

“I’m so so sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to make you feel any less loved, it’s just at work, people this month have been getting laid off left and right and everyones saying my sections next, and there’s only a few people in our department, me included. So I’ve been stressed with that, scared I’m gonna loose my job, so I applied to other places just as back ups. I want to provide for you and us and I was stressed and scared I didn’t want to tell you. So I resulted to drinking and staying out late, which I know isn’t the answer. I’m just so sorry.” Harry finishes.

You try to calm your breathing while you were still wrapped in Harrys arms, getting his shirt all wet with your tears. “Why didn’t you just tell me?” You ask.

“I didn’t want to worry you unless it was for sure.” You sigh and nod your head in understanding.

“Okay, but you have to stop getting drunk every night Harry, it isn’t healthy for you & definitely won’t solve your problems.”

“I know, I know I’ve just been a complete jerk putting you through this.” You look down to the floor remembering all the nights and mornings caring for Harry after he had a hangover and got sick.

“I should of handled the situation better, I screwed up and I’m so sorry.” Harry tells you never breaking eye contact. “Could you forgive me?” He searches your face to find an answer.

You thought for awhile and then nodded. Harry sighs in relief as he brings his hand up to your cheek.

“And your the only one that has my heart Y/N.” He leans closer to your face, you could feel his breath tingling my lips. “Forever & always.”

Before you could even tell him how much you loved him too, he closes the gap between your lips. Slowly kissing you as he rubbed his thumb against your cheek. Before anything could go further you pulled away, and confusion was etched on Harry’s face.

“I just wanted to tell you that I love you too. And we can get through this no matter what happens ok?” You said taking his hand in yours showing him your not going anywhere. He smiles and nods at the beautiful woman he can call his.

And then your lips were on each others once more, but this time because you kissed him.

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