Louis has always liked sports, eventhough you might not think that upon seeing him. I guess the high heels and make up give you another idea, but really he loves soccer. Well, watching soccer that is.

Now you probably giggle and say, of course he likes to watch soccer, he'd just love to see hot boys all worked up and sweaty and allthough that is true in any other situation, he really just loves watching the games. He wishes to be on the field and playing as well, but no team would want a boy like him.

At least his high school team didn't.

But this isn't going to be that kind of sob story, don't worry.

As I said, Louis just loves watching soccer. He also loves his boyfriend, he thinks, as he places a hand on the hand that has a tight grip on this knee. He watches intently as the players run across the field, cursing under his breath when the other team makes a move but also yelling loudly when his favourite team posseses the ball.

They, the Doncaster Rovers, are close to scoring when the ref blows his whistle, announcing the break and Louis sighs as the players make their way into the dressing rooms. Stupid ref. If he'd let them play just another few seconds, they'd made a goal.

Louis just watches one of the big screen that's showing some videoclip, bored and desperately waiting for the game to start again. That's until the screen starts showing a couple in the audience. 'Kiss cam' is written in an ugly font on the bottom half of the screen.

The couple laugh loudly before sharing an adorable little peck and Louis coos at how cute they look. He quite enjoys these type of things. Small romantic moments. He lives for them, these cliché acts of love, much like this or proposing at a restaurant when the ring is suddenly in your cake or drink or walking hand in hand even.

He watches as another couple is shown, an elder couple, who share quite the snog, it makes the audience laugh as the man starts to blush. Louis giggles to himself.

Next thing he sees is the camera gliding across the audience on the look out for a new couple to display. When it ends, Louis can only blush as he sees himself on the screen.

"Dylan," he nudges his boyfriend, "look."

"What, Louis?" Dylan groans as he looks up from his phone.

That's the thing with Dylan, he doesn't like soccer. Not one bit. He has been on his phone the whole game, probably didn't even notice it's half time. He also doesn't enjoy small romantic moments, cliché moments to show love or any form of affection. He isn't quite the romantic.

"We're on the screen," Louis smiles, leaning in with slightly pursed lips.

"What the hell, we aren't doing that," his boyfriend snaps, snapping Louis' heart in two as he pulls back.

"Why not?" Louis barks back, "it's just a kiss cam."

"I'm not going to kiss you in front of thousands of people."

"Well then," Louis turns around in his chair, grabbing the person next to him by the colar of his jacket, not even looking at the stranger as he quickly starts snogging them.

••••••

Hello everybody!

Another day (more like lifetime), another story!

Kiss Cam! A Larry Stylinson fanfic that is growing in my mind, not sure which way this'll go.

I posted another new story a few weeks ago, maybe check that one out as well? Idk do whatever you want, just know, I'd love if you read "Happily Ever After". It's a Larry short story and I personally think it's quite cute.

Anyway let's get this thing on the road!

Questions:
- how are you?
- use 3 words to discribe yourself.
- who is Louis snogging?

X Emma