and this is what i do when i’m bored

my one shot theory on what could’ve happened in this picture

“Hey” Louis appeared in the door way of the dressing room, a red, blue and white shirt fit snuggly over his torso, and piercing blue jeans hung low on his hips showing off his ass nicely. Harry tried not to drool.

“Hey” Harry replied sinking down into the couch trying to get rid of the sudden thoughts that flooded his mind. They had just finished the promo shoot for their Saturday night live debut, well they were trying to crack each other up as well as their other mates, both boys tried hard to make the other blush with a quick scan of the others body or a long yet short stare into a pair of blue or hazel eyes. Either way, by the end of the shoot each boy couldn’t stand next to each other without wanted to rip off the others clothes. So Harry quickly rushed away to his dressing room, not speaking a word to anyone.

“Whatcha doing?” Louis asked slowly walking over to the curly haired boy’s heart race.

“Just checking my twitter, my mentions are always-“he was cut off by a pair of lips crashing down on his. Lingering for a few heartbeats, he pushed off the older boy “not here. Someone could see us” he whispered. “Oh come on, you’ve been making googly eyes at me through the whole promo filming” Louis stated, lying back on the other side of the couch. “Don’t tell me you don’t like it when I kiss you” he said, smugly. A blush grew on Harry’s cheeks, quickly sighing a “you know I do” he leaned forward grabbing Louis hands and jerked the other boy on top of him, catching his lips into his own. Carefully sucking on his bottom lip as they glided together, not caring if anyone walked in on them. The flirty looks Harry was giving Louis the whole hour of filming the promo, was pure torcher, he would rather eat dirt than go through that again. “I wish it wasn’t so hard to kiss my boyfriend in public” Louis breathed against Harry’s lips then continued to kiss him once more, “me too” Harry sighed pressing each other’s foreheads together “I love you though”

“Lou?! Haz?!” a voice rang from the hallway

“One second!” Louis called back, he leaned down to the younger boy’s ear “I love you too, never forget that” and kissed him on the cheek.

“GOT YA!” Zayn appeared in the door way with his phone in hand, the flash going off a few seconds late as Louis lips collided with Harry’s cheek. Both boys jumped as Louis rolled off of Harry, coving his mouth with his hand as Harry began to laugh. “Delete that” Louis demand, stalking over toward Zayn

“No. I’m uploading this. It’s a good picture” Zayn retorted as he fiddled with his phone

“No, it will just complicate things more” he held his hand out for Zayn’s phone

“No it won’t. And it doesn’t even look like any things going on look” Zayn held his phone up, the picture was pretty good, Louis hand was covering his mouth, and Harry looked like he was half asleep. They both looked equally outrageous, yet completely cute.

“Fine, do whatever you want with it” he growled as Harry came out behind him wrapping his arm around the shorter boy’s waist “Awe, someone mad because of a ridiculously cute picture of Larry Stylinson” he gingerly kissed his cheek

Louis turned his head away from his boyfriend giving him a death glare and hit him in the stomach, “Shut up.”