A/N: This is not going to be updated really frequently, but it will probably get updated if I can't think of another chapter for a different book because I'm really in love with this plot right now.

Dedicated to FiftyShadesOfStyles for putting up with me while I was writing this chapter. p.s go check out her lovely stories, and especially Angel With a Shotgun that is based on the plot from my Christmas Oneshot! 

Well hope you enjoy this!

~Hunter xx.

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“Lou, are you alright?” Louis’ father, John, asked as he walked into his room. Louis hadn’t moved one bit since Lottie spoke to him, and that that about five hours ago.

“I guess, I don’t even know anymore.”

“Well, for starters, tell me what happened with you and Harry,” He asked as he sat down at the edge of the bed.

“How’d you know it was Harry?”

“Well, I know how much you’re in love with the kid, and the only time you ever get like this is when you two are not talking. So, now spill.”

“He may have found out the secret, and now he hates me.”

“That last part is wrong, he doesn’t hate you. He’s just upset that you didn’t tell him, he feels betrayed because you guys were at the point where you literally told each other everything and you never told him that one thing you should have done a long time ago.”

“I know, I know, I was just scared of how he would have treated me.”

“Well, maybe you thought too hard, I don’t think anything would have changed how the boy feels about you. Now, I want you to go downstairs, there is someone here for you.”

Louis’ eyebrows furrow, “Alright.”

He follows his father down that stairs and he turns the corner to go into the living room. His eyes set in on a figure hunched over on the couch.

“Harry?” His head snaps up and Louis noticed that he looks really, really drained. Harry gets off the couch and walks over to him quickly before wrapping his arms around Louis.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said, I was just upset that you didn’t tell me.” Louis finally wraps his arms around Harry. They stood there for awhile until Harry moves away from him, he scratches the back of his neck, “So, um…”

“Just, don’t even talk about it. It’s in the past, that’s all that matters.”

Harry wraps his arms around Louis and picks him up off the ground. Louis then wraps his legs around his waist and nuzzled his head into Harry’s neck.

“Lou--woah, umm…” Louis’ father walked into the living room and Harry put him down. They both blushed, “Well, since you guys have made up, Harry you staying for dinner?”

“Yeah, sure.”

**

Over the next couple of days the way they acted towards each other it was like the fight never happened. Harry didn’t treat Louis differently, he treated him like his best friend.

“Lou, when’s your next concert?” Harry asked him as Louis was opening up his locker to get his books for classes after lunch.

“Well, there’s one on Friday night, why?”

“Because I want to come, can I come?”

“I don’t see there being a problem, but you will need to have a disguise though.”

“Don’t worry, I already have it covered.” with that Harry walks off in the opposite direction. Louis just shakes his head and heads over to eat his lunch, alone.

**

“Dad, is Harry here yet?” Louis screamed down the stairs.

“I’m sure if he was here already you would be the first to know!” He screamed back, “Now, get your bum down here so once he gets here we can go.”

Louis had his darker brown colored wig on, along with his brown contacts in. Everyone he knows would automatically recognize the eyes, so he figured to keep the whole disguise unrecognizable.

He had on a dark purple shirt and black jeans, along with a pair of black boots. He did a once over in the mirror before he grabbed his jacket and went downstairs. In the living room was another person who Louis didn’t recognize.

He turned around and Louis gasped, “Harry?” Standing right in front of him was Harry, but he looked different. His normal curly hair was slicked back and up into a quiff, he had thick framed glasses on his face, fake earrings in his ears. His clothing chose consisted of skin tight skinny jeans, a white v-neck along with a black leather jacket. Louis was staring him down, and really if they weren’t with company, he would have pounced on him.

“Is this good enough?”

“Yeah, it is. Now, if someone asks your name, what is it?”

“That I’m Edward Hardy.”

Louis started laughing, “Really?”

Harry pouts, “Sorry, it’s the best that I could think of.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry. Now we need to go before traffic picks up,” Louis grabs Harry’s arm and leads them into his limo, with his father and Lottie right behind them.

**

“HELLO LONDON, HOW ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT?” Louis yelled out to the crowd, and they just got louder, “Alright, you guys ready for the first song of tonight!?” He spoke as the melody started to play in the background.

I figured it out.

I figured it out from black and white.

Seconds and hours.

Maybe they had to take some time.

I know how it goes.

I know how it goes from wrong and right.

Silence and sound.

Did they ever hold each other tight

Like us?

Did they ever fight

Like us?

You and I.

We don't wanna be like them.

We can make it 'til the end.

Nothing can come between

You and I.

Not even the Gods above

Can separate the two of us.

No, nothing can come between

You and I.

Oh, you and I.

I figured it out.

Saw the mistakes of up and down.

Meet in the middle.

There's always room for common ground.

I see what it's like.

I see what it's like for day and night.

Never together

'Cause they see things in a different light

Like us.

But they never tried

Like us.

You and I.

We don't wanna be like them.

We can make it 'til the end.

Nothing can come between

You and I.

Not even the Gods above

Can separate the two of us.

'Cause you and I...

We don't wanna be like them.

We can make it 'til the end.

Nothing can come between

You and I.

Not even the Gods above

Can separate the two of us.

No, nothing can come between

You and I.

You and I.

Oh, you and I.

Oh, you and I.

We can make it if we try.

You and I

Oh, you and I.

The whole time he sang the song, he wasn’t looking anywhere but right in the front where Harry was standing. He wanted Harry to know that he means every bit of it. Louis continued on with a few other songs before he had a 15 minute intermission.

Harry was waiting for him backstage with a towel and water.

“You were amazing out there!” He wrapped his arms around Louis’ sweaty torso.

“Thanks, now I need to change before the next part.” Louis walked over into his dressing room with Harry following right behind. Louis stripped himself of his clothes as Harry threw him his next outfit. Once he was done, there was a knock on the door.

“Would you get that for me?” Lou yelled as he was washing off his face.

Harry walks over to the door and opens it to reveal two teenage boys, “Umm, is Tom here?”

“Tom you’ve got company!” Harry yelled as he let the two in.

Louis came out of the bathroom and he smiled, “Oh, hello Zayn and Liam.”

“You’re really rocking it out there!” Liam spoke a bit too enthusiastically, but they just changed the subject.

“Oh, who’s this? He’s cute!” Zayn walked over and circled around Harry.

“Oh, this is Edward Hardy, he’s a childhood friend of mine.”

“Cool, I’m Zayn Malik and that’s my idiot step-brother Liam Payne.” The last bit earned a slap on the head from Liam.

“Why haven’t we seen you before?”

“I never really like the idea of fame, and I’m trying to get closer to Tom again, we sort of drifted apart since he started to sing.”

“That’s sad, but atleast your reconnecting,” Liam sympathetically stated, which each a nod from Harry and Louis.

They continued to talk until there was 5 minutes to showtime, Louis turned to Harry as the two others left the dressing room, “Mind staying backstage this time?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Louis smiled and he started walking toward the stage. The crowd got loud and he turned to Harry once more before he walked on the stage to start singing.

The whole time Harry was giving him his dimpled smile and thumbs up to help him with the nerves. It even got to the point where Harry was belting out the lyrics alongside Louis’ voice.

“THANK YOU LONDON! IT WAS GOOD! SEE YOU AGAIN NEXT MONTH!” Louis yelled and ran off stage right into Harry’s arms.

“I think it’s time for bed, huh?” All Lou could do was hum in agreement.

**

Harry literally had to drag him to his dressing room, and help him out of his stage clothes and into sweats. He put on his glasses and a beanie before changing himself. By the time they got into the limo, he was fast asleep on Harry’s lap. Louis’ father or Lottie didn’t comment on it as they took the short drive home.

Harry carried Louis from the car and up into his room. He places him on the bed and takes off his shoes along with everything else. He pulls back the covers and slides Lou’s legs under them. Harry flicks off the light and was just about to leave when Lou turns over and mumbles a quiet, “Don’t go, stay.”

Harry didn’t say anything but kicked off his shoes and slipped off his top. He slips in behind Louis and he pulls him to his chest.

“Hmm...Harry...warm, love you.” Louis’ mumbled before he was a dead weight in Harry’s arms. Harry chuckles before kissing the top of his head and following in suit in sleeping.