anonymous asked:

K so. Harry is sweaty and he realizes he forgot a hair tie so he's back stage like oh no and then there's Louis with his ready to go for Harry like here babe

Harry runs backstage, heart pounding, shirt sticking to his back, and hair in his eyes. He feels his wrists for a hair tie and curses when he doesn’t find one. “Shit,” he whispers, carding a hand through his hair.

It’s not like Harry to forget a hair tie. But he did. Today of all days. He sighs and makes his way back to the stage, head down and hair hanging in wet, loose curls.

He bumps into someone who lets out a small, “oof” and instantly he knows it’s Louis. And not just because Louis’ hands are tugging at his hair gently. He lifts his head to follow Louis’ hands and Louis is smiling at him, cheeks red.

“Alright, love?” he asks. Harry shrugs but nods and Louis knows he’s lying. Louis lifts Harry’s chin with two fingers. “You sure?”

Harry shakes his head. “I forgot my hair tie. My hair is a mess,”

Louis giggles and holds up an arm, using his other hand to pull the hair tie off. “Good thing I’m always prepared. My boyfriend would lose his head if it wasn’t on tight,” Louis chuckles.

Harry blushes and Louis reaches his hands up, getting on his tippy toes and gathering Harry’s hair in his hands with deft fingers. His eyes meet Harry’s and he peppers Harry’s face with tiny kisses and he fixes his hair into a bun.

Louis smiles. “You,” he says, kissing Harry’s forehead, “Look,” a kiss to Harry’s nose, “So,” and then to his right cheek, “Cute.” Louis finishes, placing a soft kiss to Harry’s lips.

And now Harry’s heart is racing for a totally different reason. Louis is pressed up close, their chest almost touching. Louis’ hands leave Harry’s hair and Harry whines.

Louis laughs and leans in to suck Harry’s pouted lip between his teeth, nibbling gently. “We’ve gotta get back,” he whispers against Harry’s lips.

Harry moans and Louis swallows it as he kisses Harry once more before pulling away and walking back to the stage, hips swaying.

zenlikejen glitterlarents here have some fluff.

*Larry at a fancy restaurant*

Waiter: And is there anything I can get for you, Sir?

Louis: Yes. Can I have a cocktail please?

Waiter: Of course, Sir. I-

Harry: *giggles*

Waiter: ….

Louis: Harry…

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: Honey, please not on our anniversary

Harry: But he said-

Louis: I know what he said and you aren’t getting any if you keep this immaturity up

Harry: *gulps*

Harry: No Louis tonight?

Louis: Depends on if you can stop acting like a child

Harry: Oh

Harry: Yeah I can do that

Louis: Good

Waiter: Umm… Can I get you anything else or?

Harry: Yeah

Harry: If you could add some humour to my boyfriend’s personality then that’d be great

Louis: Ah for fook’s sake





OTRA Kansas City

Naughty Boy piñata kicked by Louis
Louis’s see through shirt
“This is a family concert!!!…..or is it”- H.S
We all hate Mondays apparently
Wasting a shit ton of water throwing it on the fans
Lilo water fights
Louis literally sprinting up the catwalk to get Liam😊
How the fuck were they wearing jeans when it was 100 degrees???
Harry’s hair was in a bun for the encore
Lilo acknowledged the No Control project
Niall was the crowd favorite for sure
Harry calling out a fan who was missing her best friend giving birth for the concert
Harry mimicking some fans
Harry calling out a dad
The dad turned out to be a Packer’s fan which Harry LOVED
“I support the Raiders!! said no one ever” -H.S
Harry poured water on himself
There was a powerade fight
Liam amused that Kansas City is not actually in Kansas
Harry’s Oh Baby’s
Everyone had a shirt change except Harry
Harry playing with the mic stand
Dave the ostrich hand puppet
A lama hand puppet
“Is anyone here on a date??” -H.S
Harry thanking the parents who pay for tickets
A sign that said “Liam sing Squeaky Clean Dream
Bald Direction Posters
Niall doing his Irish jig for Act My Age

if louis really has a tattoo on his chest and harry on his back can you just imagine how it would be like if they were spooning and their tattoos align i