Fic: I Wish
Media: Fic
Title: I Wish
Rating: G
Pairing: Harry/Louis (one sided) Louis/Eleanor
Warnings: Unrequited love?
Summary: It's a Larry drabble. There's not a whole lot I can say. Listen to the song?
Author's Notes: Well it's all going downhill from here. My first published 1D fanfiction. Um, well, I'm in the middle of a fanfiction project where I'm attempting to write 365 song-inspired drabbles about one fictional couple (namely my Glee OTP Niff). Then I heard this song and I couldn't resist breaking from Niff to write a little Larry.
Disclaimer: I humbly acknowledge that I am in no way affiliated with One Direction.
I Wish
Harry looked across the crowded club. He was supposed to be there to pick up some random girl. You know, keep up the image of being the band’s womanizer and all. But something else caught his eye. More like someone else. Eleanor.
He swallowed thickly when he saw her. If she was here then that could only mean one of two things. Either he’d have to break Louis’s heart by telling him that she was here with another guy or Harry’s heart would break because she was here with Louis. And that would mean that Louis was still dating her and not Harry.
The song changed to a rare slower one and the crowd moved enough to see a familiar striped shirt and side-swept hair. Harry downed the rest of his drink in one go when he saw Louis. He watched the way Louis wrapped his arms around Eleanor’s tiny waist and the way Eleanor rested her head on his shoulder. He watched the way Louis led Eleanor in the simple slow dance. As an outsider, Harry would have thought that they were a perfect couple. Instead, he growled deep in his throat and resisted the urge to go over to the ‘perfect’ couple and tear Louis away.
Yes, Harry wished with every fibre of his being that he didn’t have to portray this womanizing young boy. But he wished even more that he could be the one in Louis’s arms, slow dancing to an unknown song in a random club. That’s all he wished for.
Title: I Wish
Rating: G
Pairing: Harry/Louis (one sided) Louis/Eleanor
Warnings: Unrequited love?
Summary: It's a Larry drabble. There's not a whole lot I can say. Listen to the song?
Author's Notes: Well it's all going downhill from here. My first published 1D fanfiction. Um, well, I'm in the middle of a fanfiction project where I'm attempting to write 365 song-inspired drabbles about one fictional couple (namely my Glee OTP Niff). Then I heard this song and I couldn't resist breaking from Niff to write a little Larry.
Disclaimer: I humbly acknowledge that I am in no way affiliated with One Direction.
I Wish
Harry looked across the crowded club. He was supposed to be there to pick up some random girl. You know, keep up the image of being the band’s womanizer and all. But something else caught his eye. More like someone else. Eleanor.
He swallowed thickly when he saw her. If she was here then that could only mean one of two things. Either he’d have to break Louis’s heart by telling him that she was here with another guy or Harry’s heart would break because she was here with Louis. And that would mean that Louis was still dating her and not Harry.
The song changed to a rare slower one and the crowd moved enough to see a familiar striped shirt and side-swept hair. Harry downed the rest of his drink in one go when he saw Louis. He watched the way Louis wrapped his arms around Eleanor’s tiny waist and the way Eleanor rested her head on his shoulder. He watched the way Louis led Eleanor in the simple slow dance. As an outsider, Harry would have thought that they were a perfect couple. Instead, he growled deep in his throat and resisted the urge to go over to the ‘perfect’ couple and tear Louis away.
Yes, Harry wished with every fibre of his being that he didn’t have to portray this womanizing young boy. But he wished even more that he could be the one in Louis’s arms, slow dancing to an unknown song in a random club. That’s all he wished for.