Louis' POV

Harry looked really nice this morning. By the time I woke up he was already in the shower. I got out of bed and quickly got dressed, then put on some hot water for tea. Harry came out of the bathroom a few minutes after the water had boiled, to find clothes, and again I admired his body. He had really nice arms... I don't know why I have a thing for arms but I do, I wanted him to wrap his arms around me. I suddenly remembered the night before, when I had come out to Harry about my sexuality. I had this sudden pang of anxiety, like what if he didn't want to be friends with me, what if he wasn't comfortable around me any more. I didn't want him to get weirded out when we hugged. I politley told my brain to shut up, trying to clear my head of the negativity. Harry was a good guy... He would tell me if things were weird right?

"Hey Louis" Harry said, coming out of the bathroom fully clothed this time "Good morning"

"Morning Harry" I said back

"How are we going to get back home?" He asked "I didn't think I'd ever feel this way, but I'm beginning to miss school"

"No you're not, you're just missing home, and your friends"

"Maybe you're right..."

"I know I'm right actually, I feel the same way"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out

"Harry! Come on, we have to get to rehearsal"

I went to the door and opened it

"Oh Louis! What are you doing in Harry's room?" Liam stood there, hand on his hip, looking very impatient, and suspicious...

"Hanging out?"

Harry came up behind me.

"Guys, you were suposed to up like a half hour ago, we have a car out front that's waiting for us"

"Oh..." Harry said

I gestured to Harry as if to say 'let's go', and I followed Liam down to the lobby where Niall and Zayn were waiting for us. I felt very nervous, I knew we had to fill in these roles, and acting I could do, acting I was good at... But I didn't know this characrer well enough, which was ironic because I was supposed to be playing myself... I looked over at Harry as we got into the car, Liam and Niall were dead set on seperating him and I during the car ride, maybe they didn't think we would get along, I supposed the Harry and Louis from this world didn;t get along very well.

When we arrived at our destination, I found that it was a huge stadium, large enough for about ten thousand people... And when I brought it up, Liam dismissed it like that was a small number. How many fans did One Direction have? I was used to acting in front of like fifty people, not ten thousand. The rehearsal went surprisingly well, I mean Harry and I didn't know the choreography, and we forgot a few words to the songs we'd memorized, but we didn't throw off the rest of the band enough to get more than a light scolding.

"Okay boys, take Night Changes from the top please"

I ran through the lyrics in my head 'going out tonight, changes into something red, her mother doesn't like that kind of dress, everything she never had she's throwing...' no that was wrong 'showing off?' Was that even the right part of the song? The other guys began to sing, each magically knowin both the lyrics, and the parts that were their solos. I didn't know when I was supposed to start singing, until Harry's part ended and I was prompted to sing.

"Chasing it tonight" I didn't think it was the right part of the song honestly but I stuck to it "Doubts are running round her head" Same though... "He's waiting hides behind a ciggerette. Heart is beating loud and she doesn't want it to stop" I do want it to stop though...

And then Niall began to sing his part. Had I really sung the right thing? In the right way? I was very relieved that it was litterally my only line in the whole song, I looked over at Harry, who had a panicked face, but was hitting every note perfectly... And then the song ended, just like that.

Rehearsal wrapped up and I dragged Harry off to one side to talk to him.

"I am freaking out right now" I said "I don't think I can do this..."

"Are you kidding me? If anyone can do this it's you, you were amazing"

"What if I mess up in front of ten thousand people?"

"Then it will be other Louis who gets the blame, don't pressure yourself, you're better than you think you are"

"You've had a lot of confidence lately Harry" I noted "It's nice"

"Are you kidding me? I'm terrified..."

I wrapped my arms around him in a tight hug "I want to go home" I said into the crook of his neck.

"I know" He ran a gentle hand through my hair, sending shivers down my body "Me too..."

"Show starts in thirty minutes!" I heard someone call

"Oh god" I said "I need air"

Harry pulled out the stage exit and into the warm afternoon air. "Come on Louis" He leveled his face with mine "You can do this" His face was inches from mine, time slowing down as I stared into his eyes and he was litereally the only thing in the world that I cared about in the moment... And you know what I did? I pulled away, taking a stumbling step backwards.

"You know what?" I said "I can do this, I can totally kick ass on stage tonight, because I am Louis Motherfucking Tomlinson and I can do anything"

Harry's face broke into a grin "Hell yeah you can"

We went back inside, waiting in the wings for the show to begin. And then, when the curtains finally opened... We went on stage, and sung our hearts out. Now, I barely remember anything that happened, it was just a blur of adrenaline, and then it was over. Then the curtains closed and I just lay down on the floor, a puddle of exhaustion. Harry stood over me, looking just as exhausted as I was, I think he could use a floor to lay on too. He ended up stepping on my chest making jokes.

"That floor is not your friend Lou" He laughed

"Maybe it's my best friend, who needs people, when I have this floor to support me?"

"Hey! I can be just as supportive as that floor!"

"Oh really? Can I lay on you?" I joked, his face when red "See, I thought not"

"So the definition of a best friend is someone you can lie on?"

"Someone I can lie on? I could settle for someone I can Rely on"

"Well I could be both of those things" Harry joked

To be honest I really did want to lie on him, but not platonically... So I laughed it off and stood up.

"Harry, Louis, we're all headed to the club if you're up for it" Zayn told us

I exchanged glances with Harry and we both kinda shrugged, which I guess meant yes because we found ourselves about fifteen minutes later, back at the club that we'd gone to the previous night. Before we could get out of the car, Liam stopped us.

"Look guys, I know you guys don't like each other, but just for tonight can you two not fight with each other? Please? And Harry, if you're rude to Louis' girlfriend again, then so help me" Then he let us get out of the car. It was laughable to me that Harry and Louis from this world hated each other so much, when we were such good friends in our own world.

We went into the club, being admitted only after showing I.D to the bouncer. He waved us through. Niall came around and handed us both drinks, which I took a sip of. I didn't like the taste at first, but as I took a few more sips it definitely grew on me, maybe because of the buzz it gave me, or maybe it was my taste buds getting duller, but I ended up downing the entire glass, then going to the bar to get a refill. Harry had downed his as well. This was the first time I'd ever been drunk, and I kind of liked it, kind of didn't, because in the moment I was happy, ecstatic even, but trying to recall most of what happened all night wasn't easy. I woke up alone, in my own hotel room, and everything hurt... Was this a hangover? I stood up, stumbling through my hotel door, unlocking the door to Harry's room with the key I had. Finding him sprawled on the bed, asleep, I still had quite a bit of alcohol in my body, so I was drunk and hungover I think. I stumbled over to Harry, and slipped into bed with him, moving closer so that I was tucked against his chest. And I fell asleep like that, drunk, hungover, and horny... Yay.