This was requested by IraDeshpande I hope it's okay

Also even though they have solo careers, I was picturing fetus larry, but imagine it how you like :)

I have 6 GCSE's left! Whoop whoop!

Enjoy :)

3rd person P.O.V

Harry and James had been driving around Los Angeles for the past fifteen minutes filming for the carpool karaoke video that would air later today, they were coming to the end of their filming but still had a few things left before they would stop.

James moved his hand off Harry's cheek, they had just finished their duet of 'endless love'. "I need to have a chat with my wife." James muttered as Harry used his sleeve to clear his eyes.

"I think I need to have a chat with your wife." He replied making James burst out laughing as they kept driving.

James brought up Harry's role in Dunkirk last year, "Y'know to be in movies you have to be able to just cry on command." He said as Harry reached for his water and took a drink. "Can you do that? Have you got a good cry face?"

Just as he said that Harry brought the bottle to his eye and tipped it, water pouring down his face as James laughed. "That's one way of doing it." James said as Harry tried to blink the water out of his eye before saying, "I'm really upset."

He then used his hands to wipe the stray droplets of water off his face as James asked what film he'd really like to be in, bringing up his love for Romcoms. They began talking about The Notebook and then James said he would give Harry some lines to act out his own romcom scene.

James played Hugh grant while Harry played Julia Roberts and only complained about always being Julia Roberts for a few seconds before they started their scene.

Harry reached out and grabbed the water before pouring it down his cheeks again before looking into the James' eyes, trying to hide his smile. "I'm just a girl. Standing in front of a boy." He almost smiled but reigned it in. "Asking him to love her."

James stared at him for a moment before looking away and wiping under his teary eyes with a deep breath out. "That was good. That was good." He sighed making Harry laugh as he dried his face yet again.

They then decided to reenact a scene from titanic, James had chosen the "draw me like one of your French girls" scene but when they were getting into position Harry questioned it, thinking they were supposed to be in the steaming car but James thought it was the king of the world scene.

They sat confused for a moment before James grabbed Harry's arm and said "Oh, no, this is when they're dying!"

Harry only looks more confused. "No it's not."

"They're on the-on the door."

Harry turns to look at him and says, "What they're on the door dying and then she asks him to draw her like a French girl." He chuckled slightly, "They're not on the door."

They managed to figure out what to do and began to act out the scene, Harry turned away from James, instead facing the car window. "Jack." Harry says quietly, making James smile as he tries to stay in character. "I want you to draw me like one for your French girls." He says it so softly and without laughter as he looks over his shoulder James bursts out laughing as Harry breaks character and laughs.

They end their filming by singing Kiwi and absolutely going mad by the end of the song, hitting the roof of the car. "Yeah that just happened." James said, signalling the end of filming.

They had come up with a last minute scene after their steamy titanic reenactment and had decided that at the end of the video there would be a clip of them kissing.

They said their goodbyes before looking to each other and James said "Happy Christmas, Harold." Before Harry smirked and leaned closer, so did James and Harry placed his hand on James' cheek, as their lips met in the middle, only for two seconds at most before they pulled away with goofy smile. "Wow, I didn't expect that for Christmas." James said as they cut the cameras.

They drove back to the studio making jokes and talking. Harry was staying at James' studio for longer as he was hosting the show that night with James and they decided it would be easier if he just stayed.

So Harry had texted Louis to say he'd be home sometime after 9pm and stayed with James in the studio.

~

Louis had arrived in LA early that morning, he and Harry had been living in separate countries for the past few months, only occasionally going to see one another for a short time. And Louis had flown to LA and met with Harry before he had to leave for work.

Now he was watching Harry's video with James while also waiting for the man to get home, it was almost 8pm and the video had only now dropped. He couldn't help smiling and laughing as he watched the video, James and Harry got along so well and he could tell they were both enjoying themselves.

It's better that way otherwise you notice the awkward tension of the artist not wanting to be there and you can tell the joy isn't real.

The video was coming to and end and Louis pulled the fluffy blanket he'd grabbed a few minutes ago further up his body, hiding his arms beneath the warmth.

However when the video ended with Harry kissing James Louis didn't feel so warm anymore, he sat up straighter and watched as they kissed before they both pulled away laughing.

Even though Louis knew it was a joke he couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt in his chest, a dull ache in his bones. Harry had said to him what they were doing during the carpool karaoke, however that wasn't one of the things he mentioned.

Louis hadn't expected that. He wondered why Harry hadn't told him, he wished he'd had some warning about it instead of being caught off guard.

It may sound silly but he hated seeing Harry kiss other people even when it meant nothing and was a joke, it always hurt because Harry could kiss James again and no one would care but yet he can't even walk around outside with his own boyfriend and he can't help but feel jealous.

Why did everyone else get to be publicly romantic with his boyfriend except him. That doesn't seem fair. Yet Louis should be used to this, he's seen Harry kiss other people before, he's had to for stunts but he was always prepared for those. This was a shock. And it hit him harder.

Louis decided not to think about it, he didn't want to. He only felt guilty when he thought about how upset and jealous he was.

He exited the video and clicked on some other random one as he laid his body down on the couch and hid himself in the serenity of the blanket.

It doesn't matter.

He told himself that over and over hoping Harry would get home soon.

~

Harry eventually got home at just after ten, it was later than he'd wanted but at least he was home now. He closed the front door behind him and was going to head up to the bedroom where he assumed Louis was when he heard something from the kitchen.

He walked towards the sound and saw Louis placing glasses -that must have just been cleaned- into the cupboards. He smiled and walked closer. "Hey, Lou, sorry I'm back so late."

"It's okay." Louis mumbled, briefly turning this head to greet Harry with a small smile before turning around to continue moving the cups.

Harry frowned silently. "Is everything okay?" He asked knowing that normally Louis is clinging to him like a koala when he gets home late but tonight... something was off.

"It's nothing."

So it was something. "What happened?" Harry asked, moving closer to Louis, leaning against the counter as he watched Louis take in a deep breath.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to kiss James?" Louis asked in a quiet voice, not turning around.

Harry faltered for a moment, not expecting that to be what his boyfriend was going to say. "Oh, we only decided to do it halfway through filming."

"Don't you think it's something you should have spoken to me about? Y'know as your boyfriend?" Louis turned around and looked Harry in the eye.

"It was just a joke, Lou." Harry whispered in the darkness of the room. "Are actually mad about it?"

Louis sighed, "I'm not mad. I'm just- I don't know what I feel I just would have appreciated if you'd given me a heads up."

"Okay, I'm sorry I didn't but it was just for fun it's not like it meant anything." Harry said as he put his hands into his pockets watching as Louis shuffled on his feet.

"I know that." Louis said with a hint of anger in his tone. "Buts it not exactly fun for me to watch my boyfriend kiss other people."

"And I get that." Harry tried to keep his voice soft so they didn't get into an argument over something like this. "But it's not like I did it to hurt you."

"I know." Louis ran a hand through his hair. "But what if I just went and kissed one of my friends without telling you and you had to watch."

"That's not the same."

"Isn't it?"

"Look, I'm sorry. Okay? I should have made sure you would have been fine with it. I'm sorry." Harry said with a sigh, leaning off the counter. "It wasn't meant to hurt you."

"Harry, I want you to understand that I'm not saying you did anything wrong but I need warning for these things. I hate just seeing it, I need to hear about it first." Louis said as Harry lingered in place.

"And I would have but we were filming and it was just a rash decision, James asked if you would mind and I said no because I didn't think you'd care. It doesn't mean anything and everyone who sees it will know we're joking." Harry explained, keeping his tone calm.

"Do you not get why I hate it so much? Why I always ask you if you're going to do something like that? It's not because I worry it means something." Louis breathed out, slightly annoyed.

Harry looked confused for a moment, allowing Louis to carry on. "You can kiss all these people and no one cares. You kiss James and everyone laughs about it, moves on. You get to kiss all these people and nothing will happen and yet I can't do that. I don't get to kiss you where people can see. That's not allowed but yet they can." Louis turned away slightly. "And after a while you stop wanting to watch other people do the one thing you wished you could do. That's why."

"Lou." Harry said softly, yet no words followed.

"It doesn't matter. Like I said it's nothing." Louis put the last glass into the cupboard and started walking to the door. "I'm going to bed, I couldn't sleep much last night so I'm tired."

Harry just nodded with a small frown as his boyfriend walked past him, his shoulder brushing his chest ever so slightly it felt like a gust of air.

He would have followed up after him but he recognised the expression on his face and tone of Louis' voice, he was annoyed at him. At least a little bit. And he hadn't offered that they go to bed like he always did. He just said he was going to bed.

Harry's known him long enough to know that's his way of saying, I don't care wether you come or not. And seeing as he's mad at him Harry figured it would be best to sleep downstairs for tonight, just to let Louis cool down and then they'd talk in the morning.

So with a small sigh and a heavy feeling of guilt Harry walked into the living room and picked up the discarded blanket on the floor and chucked it onto the couch. He got himself changed as his clothes were in the bathroom and got ready before heading back out the bathroom to the couch.

He laid down and rested his head on the pillow, looking up at the dark ceiling. He pulled the blanket over his chest, noticing the faint smell of Louis' cologne he wears, he pressed his nose into the fabric and slowly fell asleep pretending he was next to his boyfriend.

~

When Harry woke up he noticed it was still dark outside meaning it must still be late at night however he then remembered why he woke up.

He had been jostled slightly from the position he was in and when he felt the extra warmth around him he turned his head to see Louis curled up behind him in the space between the back of the couch and Harry's body.

He must have only just got here as he'd accidentally woken Harry up by trying to squish himself into the gap. Harry smiled slightly and brought his hand up to brush the hair out of Louis' eyes. He watched as they opened and a pair of blue eyes were looking at him.

"What are you doing down here?" He asked, his hand still running through Louis' hair.

Louis shrugged a little, moving slightly closer to Harry's body. "It was too cold without you up there. Couldn't sleep." He mumbled as he leant his head further into Harry's hand.

"Lou, I'm sor-"

Before he could get the apology out a pair of lips pressed against his, soft but strong at the same time. When he pulled away Harry frowned with a fake annoyance. "It's rude to interrupt-"

He was interrupted again by another kiss being pressed to his lips. He kissed Louis back, his hand looping his waist, pulling him closer before he leaned back and started tickling the spot on his boyfriends side he knew was the worst.

Immediately Louis started laughing, trying to pull away from Harry's hands as he gasped for air between laughs. "Okay, I'm sorry for interrupting you. I'm sorry." Louis said breathlessly as Harry stopped his attack on the man.

They stared at each other for a moment, their breathing feeling heavy as their eyes locked and the colours danced between them.

"Love, I'm so sorry." Harry whispered, his hands holding onto Louis again. "I should have told you about it before you watched it. I didn't think about what seeing it might make you realise what we can't do. I just figured you wouldn't care but that was silly and I'm sorry for making you upset and not thinking."

Louis leaned closer, his nose brushing the side of Harry's neck as he curled into him more. "It's okay. And I'm sorry for getting mad at you. I just didn't know what to feel, I was jealous and sad and I'm sorry." He pressed a kiss to Harry's neck. "I know it was a joke and I shouldn't have overreacted."

"You didn't. You reacted the way you felt and that's fine. I understand now. I was thinking about it while I was trying to fall asleep, and I understand how it feels to watch me kiss someone else when you can't. I felt the same when you had to date Eleanor but I had forgotten what it was like to see it and know I couldn't do the same." Harry held Louis tighter. "I am sorry for making you upset."

"It's fine, Haz." Louis whispered. "I'm over it. I thought about it too and who cares if no one else can see how much I love you. You see it and that's enough."

"God I love you." Harry sighed, pulling Louis closer by his chin and kissing him. "One day, I'm going to kiss you in front of the world and no one will stop me. I promise you that. Everyone will know how much of my heart was made for you."

Louis nodded and kissed Harry back just as desperately whispering, "I love you," Against his lips before they pulled apart, catching their breath.

"Let's go to bed." Harry whispered, standing up as Louis nodded softly but looked up at him and reached out.

"Can you carry me? My legs are tired." Louis mumbled as Harry frowned and looked at him. "Please?" Harry caved and carried Louis up to their bedroom, whispering I love you's as they went.

They curled up like they were on the couch but this time in the warmth of their bed and Harry whispered one more I love you into Louis' skin before kissing his forehead and pulling him closer.

Louis kissed his neck, replied with his own quiet I love you and closed his eyes, relaxing with the feeling of Harry's arms wrapped around him.

One day the world will know about their love.
For it was a love made like a fairytale.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I hope that was okay, sorry it wasn't that long but I tried to pull it out as much as I could but I ran out of ideas.

Don't forget to eat and drink something today even if it's small. I love you all immensely. You're all incredible.

There is one pain, I often feel, which you will never know. It's caused by the absence of you - Ashleigh Brilliant

You're always going to be the most important person in my life, even if you decide that I'm not yours - Unknown