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“No look, you go this way and Liam you go the other. No, that way, do you not know directions?” Their choreographer huffed out in a defeated tone, clearly exhausted.
The lads were currently rehearsing for their first concert as a band after the hiatus, and to say it was a disaster would be an understatement.
After being solo for so long they had completely lost touch with stage direction and how to perform as a group, all of them wanting to do their own thing that they had grown accustomed to while performing alone.
“No harry, you do not dance madly around the stage, how many damn times do I need to tell you!” Paul (Roberts) their choreographer exclaimed with a huff, his arms flailing around besides him.
“But I want to, the fans love it” Harry argued with a pout.
“Yes Harry, your fans love it, however we are choreographing a one direction concert, not a Harry styles concert, so would you please just listen to me for one minute?” Paul pleaded, running his hands across his tired looking face.
“Ugh Fine” Harry reluctantly replied, stopping his movements and looking around at the other lads.
Niall was currently strumming his guitar as if he were a rock n roll artist, Liam was dancing provocatively mumbling the words to strip that down, zayn was pretending to be in a music video and Louis looked like a hyperactive four year old that had eaten too many sweets. God help them.
“Right just gather round me for a moment please” Paul said once he had gotten himself together.
The lads stood around him and waited patiently for their instructions.
“Right, have you chosen the song you want to perform from your solo careers for this concert, as I’m assuming you will be doing a different one each show?” He asked them.
“Yeh” they all replied, nodding their heads.
“Right good, I’m going to take you one by one to figure out the choreography and any stage lighting you want to request and then we can move onto the group rehearsals later. Who’s up first?” He explained then looked at each one of them waiting for someone to volunteer.
“I can do mine now?” Niall offered, Paul nodding and gesturing for the lad to follow him to the far side of the stage where they can talk more privately.
Then there were four. Who were now stood about not exactly knowing what to do.
“Uh, anyone wanna do shots to pass the time?” Louis asked, breaking the silence.
“Louis, were at work and it’s 9am, you are not doing shots” Harry replied sternly, looking at him as if it were the most ridiculous idea ever. Which it was, just not to Louis.
“Aww come on, it will be fun. Better than standing here and doing nothing” Louis whined.
“Nope. None of us are doing shots and that includes you” Harry argued, not giving in to the beautiful man even though he found it hard not to.
“Sorry mum, forgot you make the rules” Louis sassily replied, quirking his head to the side.
“I don’t, Management do and not drinking while on the job is just common sense lou” Harry said with a smirk, gaining a slight smack on his shoulder from the man.
“I’ll have you know lots of people drink while at their job” Louis retorted, placing his hands on his hips.
“Oh yeh? And who’s that then?” Harry asked smugly.
“Um- Bartenders?” Louis shyly replied, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, knowing Harry had proved him wrong, again.
“Your such a dork” Harry said with a breathy laugh, smiling down at the man.
“Yeh but I’m your dork” Louis said, smiling back at the taller man, his blue eyes glistening.
“That you are” Harry confirmed, before leaning down and capturing Louis’ lips with his own, moving them in sync, and before it could get anymore heated they were broke out of their trance by a cough besides them.
Harry and Louis looked up to see Liam and Zayn stood their staring at them with smirks on their faces.
“You realise we’ve been here the entire time right?” Liam asked, biting his lip in order to contain his laughter.
“Not really no, your irrelevant Lima” Louis said back sarcastically, gaining a laugh from Harry.
“Excuse you Louis William Tomlinson, my fingernail is more relevant than you” Liam exclaimed with a gasp of mock hurt, clutching his hand over his chest as if he were in pain.
“Oh please, Dan Wooten wouldn’t even write about your crusty nails and he’s the creator of just about every rumour that’s been released on us” Louis said sassily.
“That is not true! He would be honoured to write such a story” Liam replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Why are we talking about fingernails again?” Zayn asked with a weird look on his face.
“I don’t even know, it doesn’t matter anyway. What should we do then, I’m not standing here for ages not doing anything” Louis said with a huff, looking around for any sort of distraction.
“Well. We do have this” Zayn said with a grin, grabbing a football from his duffel bag which was laying at the side of the stage.
“Fuck yeah! Why’d you have a football though?” Louis asked, taking the ball from zayn’s grasp and performing some kick ups.
“Thought we might need it. It’s how we used to pass time back then, so I thought why not” Zayn said, kicking away the ball just as Louis was about to get to 15 kick ups.
“Hey! You little shit” Louis said, running after zayn who had taken off with the ball and trying his best to tackle it away from him.
Soon enough, all four of them were happily kicking the ball around the stadium, the loud crashes echoing off the walls every so often.
“Hey! Don’t break anything!” Paul exclaimed from where he was onstage with Niall.
“We won’t!” Liam shouted back from the row of seats he was stood on.
Louis was on stage when Harry called for him to pass the ball, waving his arms up high in the air from quite far away in the seats. Louis looked up as he was walking backwards, and then did a run up before drawing his leg back and kicking the ball as hard as he could, the ball soaring in the Air before finally… hitting Harry straight in the face.
“Shit Haz!” Louis said panicked, running from the stage and jumping off before running down the isle to reach Harry, who was now laying on the floor holding his nose in pain.
“Shit, shit. I’m so sorry babe, I didn’t mean to- I didn’t think I could kick it that hard” Louis stuttered out, helping Harry up from the floor.
“It’s fine I’m sure it’s not that bad-
“Fuck! Haz your bleeding, come on let’s get a tissue or something” Louis said in shock when he saw that streams of blood were cascading down from his nose.
The lads seemed to have noticed what had happened and rushed over to the two boys, frantic to see if Harry was ok.
“Mate are you alright?”
“Does it hurt”
“Do you need some ice?”
“Guys! I’m fine alright, it’s only a nose bleed, it will pass in a few minutes” Harry exclaimed, cutting the lads worried voices off before grabbing the nearest cloth and holding it up to his nose.
“I’m so sorry” Louis said once again, feeling extremely guilty.
“Honestly, it’s nothing lou don’t worry about it. Your being over dramatic” Harry said with a slight chuckle, only to wince at the pain it emitted from his nose.
“Yes Harold but being over dramatic is my thing. I wouldn’t be Louis Tomlinson if I didn’t kick off over the smallest things” Louis said with a grin, which Harry laughed at once again, not able to help himself.
“Yeah, I guess your right” Harry replied with a smile.
“Harry are you alright?” Paul asked, looking worriedly at the man.
“Yeah I’m fine, just a nose bleed, no big deal” Harry said with a shrug.
“Alright good, I’m gonna finish up with Liam and zayn and in the mean time get yourself sorted out, Louis you can help him, go” He said, gesturing to the backstage area.
The two lads nodded and stood up, making their way backstage to go find a bathroom and hopefully a first aid kit to find something that will stop the bleeding.
Once they had found what they needed they went to a quieter room so they could sort Harry out.
“Alright, sit up there” Louis instructed, pointing to the bathroom counter which Harry rolled his eyes out.
“I can sort this myself you know, you don’t need to baby me” Harry said with a sigh.
“Yes I do Haz cause your my baby and I hurt you, so quit complaining and let me help you” Louis replied sternly, patting the counter again.
Harry reluctantly boosted himself up and waited for Louis to begin cleaning him up.
“I never was good at football” Harry said with a laugh “I’m not surprised I came out of it injured”
“Your just fine at football, maybe a bit clumsy but not that bad” Louis said with a smirk, gaining a small smack from Harry on the arm.
“Not my fault someone kicked a ball in my face” Harry retorted with a scoff.
“Oh how awful I wonder who could’ve done that?” Louis replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
“Right now hold still” Louis said as his hand was nearing Harrys face with what looked like an antiseptic wipe. Harry did as Louis told him and waited for the impact, when it came he hissed and tried pulling away, only for Louis to hold him still.
“Stop moving I’ve got to clean it” Louis said in a soft but firm voice.
“But it hurts” Harry whined, grimacing at the wipe in Louis hands.
“It will only take a second if you would sit still, come on let’s just get it over with and then we can go back to rehearsals” Louis said, looking at Harry pointedly.
“Fine, just do it quick” Harry said with a pout, holding still for Louis.
As he said he would, Louis got the job done quickly and soon Harrys nose was looking normal once again, the blood now staining the wipe red.
“There see, wasn’t so hard was it?” Louis said with a smirk, throwing the cloth into the bin.
“Stung like a bitch though” Harry said with a small smile, jumping down from the counter.
Just as Harry was about to leave the room Louis grabbed his arm and pulled him back, turning the taller man to face him.
“You might want to change your shirt first, you’ve got a bit of blood on it” Louis pointed out, Harry now looking at his shirt in the mirror which had drips of red blood staining the white.
“Shit! This was Gucci!” Harry exclaimed dramatically.
“Oh shush it’s not like you can’t afford another one” Louis said with an eye roll.
“Bitch you can buy me another one, it’s your fault anyway” Harry said with a smirk, removing his shirt and throwing it onto the floor.
Louis eyes trailed up and down the long, toned torso that was littered in tattoos and he felt like his mouth could water. Harry seemed to notice and he smirked, turning around to face the smaller man.
“Like what you see?” He asked, his tone teasing.
“No- I mean, yeah? Sort of?” Louis stuttered out, Harry cooing at his cuteness.
Harry moved and trapped Louis in between the counter and his body, warmth now radiating around them.
“Do something about it then” Harry whispered, moving his hand along Louis arm, tracing the soft, tanned skin.
Louis looked up into Harrys eyes and hesitated for a moment before surging forward and crashing his lips against Harrys, moving them erratically.
Harry returned the passionate kiss and grabbed Louis neck, pulling him in impossibly closer.
He then trailed kisses along Louis neck, licking and biting at the skin, Making Louis emit hushed swear words at.
Just as Harry was about to remove Louis shirt, there was a knock at the bathroom door, making the lads stop in their tracks and pull away quickly.
“Who is it?” Harry called, trying to get himself together so that his voice wouldn’t stutter.
“It’s Niall, Paul wants you back onstage to finish rehearsals” Niall shouted through the door.
“Shit” Louis muttered, but tried to stay quiet.
“We’ll be there in a minute” Harry called back, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
They heard nothing back and looked at each other before bursting out into a fit of giggles, laughing about the entire situation.
“Fuck sake, we better get back out there” Louis said with a smirk.
“But what if I want to stay?” Harry offered, moving towards Louis again only to be stopped by a palm on his chest.
“No can do Haz, sorry to cut this short but I’m needed elsewhere” Louis replied sassily, smirking as he walked towards the bathroom door.
Harry shook his head at the man and with a smile he followed Louis out the door. They made their way through the backstage area and finally found themselves on stage, Paul waiting for them impatiently.
“Took you long enough” Paul said, walking over to the two lads.
“I think they were a bit preoccupied with each other, if you know what I mean” Niall called with a smirk, zayn and Liam laughing at him.
“What the fuck Niall?” Louis exclaimed, cheeks heating in embarrassment.
“What? You were” Niall retorted with a shrug.
“No need to tell the whole world though” Louis said with a huff, but it was lighthearted.
“Okay enough, Harry I need to sort out your solo” Paul said, grabbing Harry by the arm and pulling him off to the side.
Louis watched them walk away after Harry had put a fresh shirt on and then walked over to join the other lads.
“You and harry then, in the bathroom? Really I thought it would be a bit more romantic” Zayn said sarcastically, earning a glare from Louis.
“We didn’t do anything” Louis said with a sigh of irritation.
“Yeh, only cause Niall interrupted you before you could” Liam said with a laugh.
“Oh Shut up, I do recall you and zayn shagging on the tour bus a few years ago so don’t even try” Louis said with a smirk “honestly, my poor mind has never been the same after witnessing that”
Zayn and Liam blushes in embarrassment, not knowing how to respond, but zayn soon broke the tension.
“Yeh yeh whatever, anyway, we’ve got a meeting with management soon, we need to make sure we get some evidence for the case” he said.
“Shit yeh, I think I’m just gonna record it on my phone under the table or something, do we know anyone who can make a statement yet?” Louis asked, almost forgetting about the entire thing.
“No not yet, I’m looking into it though. There must be someone who’s been treated the same by Simon” Liam said with a sigh, running his hands through his hair.
“Don’t stress about it, we’ve got time” Niall said reassuringly to Liam who was clearly worried about not finding anybody.
“Yeh, but we want to get this over with as soon as possible, I don’t think I can take Simons shit any longer never mind how Louis and Harry are feeling” Liam replied sadly.
“Don’t worry about it, we’re just glad your helping us in the first place, you didn’t need to after all” Louis said with a smile, patting Liam on the back.
“We want to, we’ve been through just as much shit as you guys have so it would make sense to help” Liam said.
“Thank you, it really does mean a lot” Louis said to all of them, truthful with every word.
“Louis! Your up” Paul shouted from the other side of the stage, Harry now making his way over to the lads.
Louis nodded at the lads and walked over to Paul, who was writing something down on his notepad before hiding it quickly.
“What are you hiding?” Louis asked, confusion written across his face.
“Nothing really, Harry just didn’t want you to see his plans for his solo” Paul said, biting his lip anxiously.
“Umm, okay then?” Louis said slowly, wondering what Harry could possibly want to hide from him.
“Anyway, what song are you performing?” He asked him, flipping over to a clean sheet of paper.
“Two Of us, seeming as it’s the first show I want it to be special, this seems like the perfect song for that” Louis said with a smile.
“That’s a great choice, I was hoping you’d pick it. I’ve already got a few ideas for the stage direction and all that so if you just tell me some of your ideas then I can incorporate it into what I’ve already got, then we can properly go through it tomorrow before the show” He said, scribbling down his own ideas onto the paper quickly.
“Okay, I wanted to be at the front of the stage, you know, at the end of the walkway. I want it to be quite simple, no dancing and all that, just me and the band. I was thinking the lads could sit at the back of the stage for the majority of the song but join me at the last verse, maybe even sing some of it if they wanted to or at least the harmonies, just to show that they were there for me during that part of my life” Louis explained, Paul writing down all his ideas before finishing and looking up at Louis.
“Yeh that sound good, for the lighting I thought we could dim it and have a spotlight on you, maybe some blue lights at the back of the stage and shit like that, I was also thinking the same about the lads singing with you so that’s fine. Anything else I will run over with you when we’ve got it all sorted tomorrow but for now I think we’re done” He finalised, standing up and shaking hands with Louis formally before telling him he was free to go.
Louis walked up to the lads with a smile on his face and then remembered that Harry was hiding something, so he pulled him over to the side by his arm.
“What are you hiding from me?” Louis asked with squinted eyes.
“What do you mean?” Harry asked, looking oblivious.
“Your hiding something about your solo, what is it?” Louis asked, a look of realisation crossing Harrys face.
“I can’t tell you that, you’ll find out tomorrow babe” Harry said with a grin, making Louis sigh in annoyance.
“Ugh just tell me, you know I hate surprises” Louis whined, looking like an angry kitten.
“No can do, I can tell you one thing though” Harry said smugly.
“What?” Louis asked in curiosity.
“Your gonna enjoy it” Harry said with a smirk, kissing his forehead before walking off back to the lads, leaving Louis more confused than ever.
Author notes:
Okay I’m officially shit at updating, I know, and I’m sorry but I hope the longer chapter made up for it, even if it was boring:/
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